The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1885-08-28

| was CASCCNAAASAy
the Young painter Lepeil, who knew
exactly how much her familiarity
meant, but vas at once amused n
delighted by the envy it aroused IN
others. Yet all the while the Princess
Barnabas was not devoting a single
| serious thought to one OF her admirers.
Every idea in that vain and foolish
! head was conferred upon the one query;
Shall IC0mmit suicide next week, and
if so, how
1t was while in this frame OF mind,
talking to twenty people, andthmklng
of none of them, that her bright eyes,
wandering lightly over the crowded
room, CHANGED to fall upon a young
man who was standing, somewhat re-
moved from the press of the throng, IN
a window recess, which was at least
comparatively quiet-a tall, grave,
splf-pOsseSSed young man, suttlclentIy
gOOd-I0Oking to be calledhandSOmeb by
an enthusiastic friend. When the
Princess Barnabas looked at him, his
Y e which were bright ,Clevereyes, were
fixed on her with a look of halt-hum-
o contemplation. The moment,
however. their eyes met he turned his
head slightly, and resumed n CONVEX
satiOn with a gray-haired old man with
n red ribbon at his huttonhole, whom
she knew to be a foreign diplOmatlst.
The young mans gaze had expressed
a ninterest in the Princess, but 1t
seemed to be Just as interested in the
pale, wrinkled face OF his companion.
The Princess Barnabas seemed plQued.
"WhO is that young MANI she asked,
half-fretfuIly, Ofthe Secretary OF State.
"Whichyoung man." The Secretary
ofState's stOlidface gazed vaguely into
the dense crowd of dress coats and
white shoulders, of orders and stars
and diamonds.
"'Theyoungmam ii the window talk
ing to the gray-haired man.
The Secretary put up his eye-gIass
and considered the young man in ques-
ton thoughtfully. He was never known
to hurryin his judgments or his replies
in Parliament, and he did not hurry
now, thought was the Princess Barna-
bas who was interrogating him, and
not a member of the Opposition. Then
he answered her, weighing his words
with more thai. judicial elaboration:
"He is a young fellow named Sinclair.
He is going out to the East, or some
thing. Why do YOU ask"
His taCe interests me-" replied the
Princess.
II should like to know him. Bring
him to me; or stay, give me your arm,
we will 60 to him."
She rose and dispersed her little knot
Of disconsolate cOurtierS. Taking the
Secretary's arm she moved slowly to-
ward the window where Sinclair was
still standing. The Secretary touched
him on the arm. "Mr. Sinclair, the
Princess Barnabas has expressed AIDE
sire to make your acquaintance. AL
low me, Princess, TO introduce you to
Mr.. Julian Sinclair" f..
The youngman bowed. Heseemed a
little surprised, but notinthe least en-
barrassed. The Princess smiled bright
ly at him, and her eyes were brighter
thanhe smile. THANK you, she said
to the Secretary of State with a pleas
ant little smile, which was meant to
convey, and whichd did convey, that she
had had enough of him. Hepromptly
disappeared into the crowd with re-
signed good humor, bearing away with
him in his wake the elderly red-ribbon-
ed diplomatist.
Princess Barnabas and Julian Sin
clair were left alone. She sat down on
the couch in the recess of the win
dow, and slightly motioned to him
with her hand to take his place by
her side. He obeyed silently. The re-
cess of the window was deep. For the
moment they were almost entirely iso-
lated from the shifting, glittering
throngthat seathed and drifted around
them, Sinclair kept quite silent, look.
ing into the face of the Princess with
an air of half-amused inquiry. There
were a few seconds of silence, and then
the woman spoke, beginning, woman.
like, with a question.
"Have you forgotten me, Mr.. Sin.
clair?p
Theyoung man shookhis headgrave.
ly, mo, / have not forgotten you,
Princess Her eyes were fixed on his
face, but he returned her gaze quite
STEADILY.
"Yet it must be two years since we
met she replied; land two years is q
long time"
eyes, two years is a very longtime
he said, half sadly, hall scornfully.
Enthusiastically not communicative
this young man, for even the pleasure
of meeting a friend, unseen for two
years, didnot appear to arouse in him
any desire for conversation.
There was another little pause. Nei
Their seemed embarrassed, and vet the
interval was long enough to be embar.
RAISING. Then she spoke again.
why did you leave ST.. Petersburg!
Where have you been all this time?
He answered the second part OF hel
question: 81 have In Constantine
pie most Of the time. / only returned
to London a few days ago, and l an
going away alsnost Immediately to tn,
/ East again. to Persia this fima