Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1886-04-30
CHAPTER XXXIV.
1T WAS NO DREAM.


position which it seemed likely was to be his
for the future, he could see no reason why
he should be debarred from enjoying every
moment of Beatrice's society To say that
he was resigned to his fate would be absurd.
No one is resigned to fata One is compelled
to submit to it's tyranny, that is all.
OF course Frank was unhappy and of
course Beatsce unhappy. At heart
they were as wretched g. any sentimental
school girl could wish them to be amid such
circumstances. But all the sane they were
not so truly miserable they imagined.
Given two young lovers kept apart by fate
with lookout Of eternal darkness-with-
out even the hope of seeing hope glimmer In
the distance, SO long they know that each
loves the other, even as he or she loves her
OF him; so long they can see each other,
talk to each other. even if that talk must be
on Indifferent subje cts, they can not be alto
gether unhappy.
This morning Beatrice left her boy in
charge of the smiling Bavarian servant and
went for n walk with Frank. II was n fair
May morning, fairer perhaps elsewhere
than in Munich, which is dry dusty,
barren land. For some time they walked IN
silence, and apparently without any settled
destination. BY and by Carruthers spoke.
"When do you think you will Ike ready to
return to England ~ he asked. Her eyes
were cast down. She did not answer his
question.
Beatrice you will take my advice in
this = he spoke gravely and tenderly.
eyes, | will take your advice. will do
all you visible guided entirely by you.
Heaven knows l have guided myself long
enough. See where it has led me.
Her eyes filled with tears as she spoke.
Frank cenched his hands behind his back.
What do You propose What do you
think should dor she asked.
Il think we should 90 straight back to
England; straight to Oakbury. l will come
with you. and if you wish it, tell Horace
and Herbert everything"
''What will they sayl What will they
doc l should think they would at once turn
me out of their house"
Frank smiled sal little smile. 'Dear
Beatrice he said, "can you fancy either
Horace or Herbert turning out dog who
came to them for protectionf That is he
added ''f the dog had not been in the mud.T
''Ah, Frank, but have been in the mud"
said Beatrice sally Il have years of mud
upon me. 1t will never come off, Frank
Frank, as a man should, tried to console
her, tried to persuade her that the mud
was after all neither very black nor SO
very thick. She shook her head.
Abr said Beatrice, lit all comes back
to the old cry-'f what has been done could
only be undoneN"
Yes said Frank, 1.-THE cry Of the first
man who developed speech; his thought
perhaps before speech came to him; and SO
it will be the cry of the last man who
stands on the wreck of the world
There was silence once more until Frank
broke it by repeating his original question.
Beatrice told him she could not leave
Munich until Sarah returned.
"But she is in London Why not tele-
graph to herr Tell her to wait there
Il would, but l do not know where to
find her. She was going to her friends.
The friend who postei my letters. Sarah
used TO send them but never thought of
asking the address"
"Aud she is making terms with this man"
said Frank rather bitterly, lis empowered
to let this rutiian rob YOU
Money is nothing. He can have all he
want ii he Will trouble me 10 more"
Carruthers Bit his lips. He cared little
for money as money, lIt it enraged him to
think of this villain living in luxury at the
expense of the woman he had SO Wronged.
However, he believed that when it came to
the Talberts having voice in the matter,
Hervey would find himself not SO well of
as he ANTICIPATED.
Frank said Beatrice, IT will leave with
you as soon as she returns, promise. Now
let us talk of something else. We may have
but day or two longer here. Let me have
those days to look back upon-days of calm
before the storm breaks"
Carruthags understood her He forced
himself TO talk to her in something like his
old style. The mirth, if it could oven be
called mirth was hollow. The imitation
ran falsely But Beatrice was grateful; il
only t. have her thoughts turned from the
one current.
~ one can fully realize what nobl,
thing it is to be English" said Frank
until he has returned to London after
tour in Germany. 1t is gratifying thing
when you enter your hotel and for the first
time comprehend the true mission of th
great Teutonic race"
what mission
"To find" continued Frank ''that thi
great nation was created apparently for tn
purpose of supplying walters to the Englisl
speaking races. 1t is great patriots
truth which has consoled me for many in
conveniences | have suffered from its ap
plication."
Then he told her about the strange peOpl
at his hotel IN Munich. About the smar
American girls who would call Pari
"Parrus." About all the other familia
table dhote characters.
III anuses me most, he said, ito talk t
the porteurs ami walters about the king
Every one has some fresh tale about hi
sccentrici ties. You know he turns nigh
into day. Starts off driving at / in til
morningl"
Yen Beatrice had of course heard that
Floats about on a S,ke, on top of tn
palace and fancies himself Lohengrir
Hides away from everyone-do you kno,
whyf
IAN unhappy love affair years ago sal
Beatrice.
THAT may have been the origin of til
tomfoolery," said Frank But the reaso
he keeps himself hidden now is not roman
tic. He is growing so fat he is ashamed
show himself. Fancy a fat Lohengrin"
81 don't believe it," said Beatrice indil
nantly, Most ladies look upon King Ludwi
as possessed of the beauty of a Greek god
''lts quite true. The other night no sol
for one of the singers from the oDera 81