Fort Worth gazette. [volume] (Fort Worth, Tex.) 1891-1898, 1891-05-31

among the tombs. A strange little man
who knew everything, but very amusing. "
i do not know. But that is his name
He lives in Prague
How can ! find hin2 / must see him at
onCe-he will help me-
The nun shook her head in disapproval.
Il should be sorry that you should talk
with him., she said. Il fear he is no better
than Cuorna, and perhaps worse;
You need not fear, " Beatrice answered
with n scornful smile. Il ain not in the
least afraid. Only tell me how l am to find
him. He lives here, you SAYS there no
directory in the conventln
I believe the Fortress keeps such Il
| book" said Sister Paul, still shaking her
, head uneasily. But you must wait until
the morning. my dear child, if you will 90
this thing. OF the two, [ should say that
you would do better TO write to the lady
Come, we must be going. II is very late. -
She had taken the lamp again and was
moving slowly towards the door. Beatrice
had no choice but to submit 1t was evil
dent that nothing more could be done at
present The two women went back into
the church, and going around the high altar,
began TO examine everything carefully. The
only trace of disorder they could discover
was the fallen candlestick, SO massive and
strong that it was not even bent or injured.
They climbed the short wooden steps, and
uniting their strength, set it up again, care
fully and in its place, restoring the thick
candle TO the socket. Though broken in
the middle by the fall, the heavy wax sup
ported itself easily enough. Then they got
down again, and Sister Paul took away the
steps For few moment, both women
knelt down bsfore the alter.
They left the church by the nuns stair
case, boiling the door behind them and as
cended to the corridors and reached Bea-
trice's room. Unornas door was open as
the nun had left it, and the yellow light
streamed upon the pavement. She went in
and eXtinguished the lamp, and then came
back TO Beatrice.
Are YOU not afraid to be alone after
what has happened" she asked.
Afraid! OF what No, indeed" Then
she thanked her companion again, and
kissed Sister Paui's waXen cheek.
Say a prayer, my daughter-and may all
be well with you, now and ever" said the
good sister, as she went away through the
darkness. She needed no light in the IA
miliar way to her cell.
Beatrice searched among her numerous
belongings, and at last brought out writ
ing-case Then she sat down TO her table
by the light of the lamp that had illumi-
mated 50 many strange sights that night.
She wrote the name of the convent clearly
upon the paper, and then wrote 4 plain
message III the fewest possible words.
Something of her strong, devoted nature
showed itself in her handwriting.
Beatrice Varanger begs that keyork Ar
abian will meet her in the parlor Of the con-
vent as soon after receiving this as posi-
bic. The matter is very important. :;
She had reasons of her own for believing
that keyork had not forgotten her in the
five years or more since they had been in
Egypt together. Apart from the fact that
his memory had always been surprisingly
ha had gr +bat fiy,,n no.
most unbounded admiration Tor her, and
she remembered with q smile his quaint
devotion, his fantastic courtesy, and his
gnome-like attempts at grace.
She folded the note to wait for the ad-
dress which she could not ascertain until
the morning. She could do nothing more.
II was nearly = O'Clock, and there was evil
IDENTIFY nothing to be done but TO sleep.
As she laid her head upon her pillow
few minutes later she was amazed al her
own calm. Strong natures, in great tests,
often surprise themselves far more than
they surprise others. Others see the re-
suits, always simpler in proportion as they
are greater. But the actors themselves
alone know how hard the great and simple
can seem.
Beatrice's calmness was not only Of the
outwardi kind at the present moment. She
felt that she was alone in the world, and
that she had taken her life into her own
hands Fate had lent her the clew of her
happiness at last, and she would hold it
firmly to the end. II would be time enough
then to open the fioodgates. It would have
been unlike her to dwell long upon the
Thought of Unorna, or give way TO any pas
sionate outbreak of hatred. Why should
Unorna not love hims The whole world
loved him, and small wonder. She feared
nc rival.
But ne was near her now Her heart
leaped as she realized how very near he
might well be, then sank again to its calm
beating.
He had been near her a score of times in
the last years, and yet they had not met.
- But she had not been free then as she was
now. There was mere hope than before,
but she would not defude herself with any
belief in a certainty.
So thinking, and so saying to herself.
she fell asleep and slept soundly with
out dreaming, as most people dc who are