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dangerous light in his eyes. He reached
back hand and loosed the heavy pistol
IN his belt, as if to have them ready at
seconds notice. 81 have led him a long
chase and futile one, he added; "mucl
good may it do him"
Rosalie did not understand all this
She had vague impression that II
meant something connected with thai
terrible war of which she had heard sc
much and in which her father had beer
so horribly MANNED.
Il don't want to kill him, but if can
get rid of him
"Oh, Mr. Ellis, don't kill any oner
she half whispered, spreading out one Of
her slender white hands toward him
deprecatingly.
He looked intently at her, and as he
did so a curious change crept over his
bold, swarthy, handsome face. 1t was
as if a surprising revelation had sudden
| ly flashed into his mind-a revelation
which thrilled through him like some
| rare and charming strain of music. His
pulse seemed to quicken, and the silence
grew intense before he again spoke
Il have given him the slip, think"
he said at last, "and if he will let me
and my property alone | shall not hurt
him. But | can't bear much more
won't be logged in this way by william
GUS Yankee emissary. He is trying to
find my location in order to fetch troops
to destroy my business"
Rosalie did not understand She did
not know Ellis business. AS for him,
she had known him as an occasional Wis
itor of her fathers for several years. She
had always heard him spoken of as
Frank Ellis, and as young man or ex-
cellent family and character; but still
there seemed to be reserve of secrecy
about his goings and comings, and an
air Of watchfulness and restlessness ever
present with him, which had not failed
to impress her with some shadowy no.
ton of the life he was leading Now as
she looked at him sitting there, alert,
half expectant, resolute, feeling Of
mingled admiration and awe crept over
her. No doubt there is to young, in
nocent girl something Enthusiastically fas-
cinating in a dark. strong selnioutlaw
armed to the teeth and ready for danger
GUS adventure. The love of romance
is one of the fundamental elements Of
woman's nature.
Frank Ellis was quick in seeing the in
fluence he was just then exerting and
his shadowy impressions of Resale Che
niers beauty and purity drew themselves I
together, all at once. blending into the
first state of love.
Il must go back" said Rosalie rising
and adjusting. with trembling fingers,
her straw hat. She glanced down the
little path and hesitated
Il will go with you till the mill comes
in sight, said Ellis, getting up and rest
ing his gun in the hollow of his left arm.
His manner was grace itself, and yet !
there was in it that peculiar reserve and
which in antebellum days
the southern man from the
northern one at all our great social cen
tiers.
Il believe | am a little afraid to go
alone" she said, with sweet, faltering
smile; You startled me SO. | never was
so scared"
He Immediately stepped ahead of her
and led the way down the zigzag path,
turning now and then to offer her assist
ance when stones or logs came in the
way.
She could not help noting how tall and
1.-THE and well proportional he was, and
with what self confident air he bore
himself. No doubt the heavy pistols in
MS belt and the ivory hilted bowieknife
and the gun added much to the effect of
his appearance The war had left few
such men as he scattered through the
They became chiefs, SO to
peak-leaders of the mountaineers in
Ill their enterprises lawful or other
wise.
When the mill was in sight Ellis
tepped to one side to let Rosalie pass
Is she was. going he said:
Miss Chenier, may not see you
gain soon, possibly never" His voice
vas tender and rich with suppressed
motion. "If these Yankees destroy my
BUSINESS over here | shall have to go
way
Her clear, deep eyes met his with
hildlike frankness, but there was hot
lush in her cheeks. She did not know
Why her heart jumped SO. She felt
reat pity for him. 1t would be too bad,
be thought. if he should be compelled
Q go off to some very distant place
Il hope it will not come to the worst,
ir," she said ''you must keep in good
pirits. Papa says no one can be sue
essful If he cannot be cheerful"
Ellis smiled and held out his hand
May be cheerful for your sake?" he de-
handed in tone of voice never heard
D the north. a tone of gentle persuasive
ess mingled with infinite Difference,
which nevertheless had in it an artificial
~ not wholly pleasing.
Yes she replied, quite promptly.
aking his hand. Wont you go down
D the mill ?
He held her hand and gazed inquir-
lgly at her She was entirely at her I
ase. and met his look so frankly that he
ctually laughed mo, cannot go any
arther." he said. ''Goodby; don't ever
,rget me. Miss Chenier.
He stopped and kissed her hand, then
armed and walked away soon losing
imself in the tangles of the wood.
Rosalie went down to the mill with
range feeling, as of some indefinite
'ss or some sweet imponderable gain
ervading her consciousness. She went I
bout all the rest of the day humining a
mple tune, half aware that she was I
Dvering on the threshold of a great and t
eautiful mystery
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