The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1888-05-13
CHAPTER VI.
CONCLUSION OF IsABEL's sToRY-TRoUBLE
AHEAD.


CONCLUSION OF IsABEL's SToRY-TRoUBLE
AHEAD.
Isabels abrupt pause in her narrative,
and the exclamation which had followed,
had been occasioned by a nervous and i'm
patient knocking on the door communicate
ing with the waiting room. OF course it
could be none other than Madelon, as the
outer door of the suite could not be opened
without sounding an alarm in the studio.
The first thought of the Princess was of
her watch. She took it out and consulted
the dial
"Mercyw she exclaimed in utter aston
ishment, 81 had no thought of the passage
of time! / have boon here almost three
hoursW
"No! Impossibler'
But upon consulting his own timepiece he
found that she was right.
my dear friendr' he said opening the
door, and standing aside for the duenna to
enter, "you must blame me this time
Since laying aside my brushes | have been
listening to wonderfully interesting story
which had persuaded the Princess to relate
to me-"
aye" added Isabel, brightly, compre-
hending at once her lovers intent and pur-
pose "and it is not yet concluded; but it
will require only few minutes more. Dear
old mamma, i have been telling to him the sad
story of Prince Giovanni Farnese and his
family. / have come very near to the end
You will sit right down here and wait while
finish tn
Indeed" ventured the painter, with an
earnest smile, ''it seems to me as though /
should not sleep if | did not hear the con-
clusion.n
81 have reached the arrival in Parma of
Father Paul." explained Isabel, land have
told how he visited the unfortunate Princess
at Toledo, and never saw her again, though
he had heard from her as having gone to
Madrid"
"And haven't you told him about the
wonderful coming to life of the boy. Stef
fanoW cried the old woman, with a burst of
enthusiasm.
mo; was coming to that when you
knocked and interrupted me-"
II am very sorry, believe me, for having
disturbed you, but you don't know how
tired had grown Of waiting However
never mind that now. l will wait while
you tell the rest of the story"
And with this the duenna sat comfortably
back I'm the large easy chair she had appro-
priated, and if she felt any contrition in
view Of the interruption she had caused,
she certainly did not show it, As soon as
she had thus settled herself to listen the
Princess resumed her narrative.
Il told you that, though good Father
left Toledo. he had several times heard Of
her. AS l think informed you, he-our
good father-was settled in Carthagena, be-
ing permanently attached to church there
In course of time he made the acquaintance
of a courier-a government messenger
whose regular travelled route was from the
naval station at Carthagena TO Madrid. His
name was--n
.'Corsiglia!" volunteered Madelon, as her
mistress Inonentarily hesitated. "He was
Kings nessengerw she went on, authori-
tatively. He had to go from Carthagena,
whore the Kings ships Of war all lay, to the
months. SO, you sec, he had to go and
come And IL was a blessed thing he did;
for if il had not been for him we never
should have known about the poor dear
Princess and her darling boy. Ah!-but
you can tell it better than / can, dear
lady; though / remember every word of
it-every blessed woodland every sylla-
bic /"
YES" said Isabel, when she was allowed
TO proceed, Through the medium of the
Kings messenger, Father Paul continued TO
receive intelligence OF the Princess f6f a
period OF ten years and little more AT
that time--at the end Of the ten years-she
and her son were both alive and well, as
Corsiglia learned from priest of his ac-
quaintance, who knew them. When the
time came around for the messengers next
visit to the seaport, instead of Father
Paul's old friend came a stranger, with
word that Corsiglia was dead
Eyes" broke Ia Madelon, who had fol-
lowed and noted every word. "He dropped
dead on the road, between Arganda and
Madrid; and his last words were: Save my
papers, aud tell the King ! was faithful 10