Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-11-15

me for saying sos-ths evidence Of sorrow
which does not consort with your unques
tionable youth, and-will you still pardon
me with your very extraordinary
beauty"
"a sorrow ?" faI.ered Kathleen, dropping
her eyes Then in another minute she
lifted her gaze and said firmly: 'You arc
right, monsieur. have sorrov-s great
sorrow"
For what seemed to Kathleen q strangely
long time there was silence between herself
and the King She waited for him to
speak, and at last he did so, in voice full
Of somber repressions
g If it were a sorrow that could tighten,
or in any way appease, mademoiselle, I
would SO gladly do my best to help you"
Once more their eyes met, and Kathleen's =
lips trembled
"You-you are so good!'' she hesitated.
Then flood Of memory swept over her, and
she continued:"We only came here, mamma
and I, for short visit. We are going to-
morrow. Yes, tomorrow. We are going
to"
''Goinge" shot In Clarimond, with an in
tonation that was at once fattery and re-
proach.
yes, monsieur; to vallsnbrosa"
Tomorrow he gave an impatient
frown and tossed his head. Then, as if q
desire TO control undue overplus of ardor,
change your mind, nademoiselle? May
not induce you?" And for an instant he
touched her wrist with his hand.
Kathleen shook her h. ad "Ah, mon
sieur," she mu-mured, "you will be good
and not try TO persuade u.s.
''Us," he echoed: "Ah-your mother
had forgotten her. And you, mademoiselle
you are bent on leaving Saltravia?" His
face had flushed and his gray eyes had kim
died. "You must stay for a little while
yet; you must stay"
Kathleen smiled. 'Ts that royal com-
mand?" she asked. fThey tell me I must
not remind you that you are King; but
yet"
"Ah." he cried softly, IT will remind you,
mademoiselle, that 1 sm not only q King
but tyrant."
''Monsieur?'
'Yes, yes, 1 mean itr' And he threw his
walking stick into the air with grand show
of semi-genial vehemence. 81 tell you that
I will not have it Now you have reminded
me that l am King, you shall feel nv
power. l Will defy your country-America
is ii not?
''Yes and no. America and England both
together, monsieur, for was born"
Enough" And he waved his walking
stick once again. 81 will defy America and
England both. Luckily Saltravia is an in
land kingdom, and they can't come with
ironclads to get you until-"He paused,
and looked intently at her, smiling, and vet
with a sudden dubious, undecided CLEAN in
his lucid ewes.
''Until?" said Kathleen, secretly ex-
cited, with a lovely rose at full bloom in
sither cheek.
Until have opened the ball with YOU
at the palace next Thursday. 1t is against
precedent; il will shock certain people; it
will immensely shock my mother, the
Princess of Brindisi. But I VOW to you
that l shall not dance the first ouadrille,
that all the Duchesses and Arch Duchesses
and Princesses must do without me, pro-
vided you refuse this little request of mine.
Now will you refuse, or will you be kind
and consent?''
She saw that he was greatly excited. She
realized that unwittingly she had captivated
him, young man of about her own age,
and full as was she herself with the power
TO love, even to worship. She could not, as
q woman, fail TO understand the tremendous
honor that he paid her. For moment she
forgot Alonzo. This man was a king, and
woman-like she forgot the man she loved
better than throngs of kings
will you CONSENT" he persisted; and
she scanned his face, thinking how manful,
how noble he looked, how every inch royal
Yes, monsieur" she answered, knowing
well the exultant delight of her mother on
learning of this brilliant honor, no matter
what night be the stern disapprobation of
the court.
Just then her mothers voice broke upon /
her ear She started, half because the |
sound WAS not further away and half be- /
cause !! Jared go on her new, pleasured |
mood.
! "My dear Kathleen" her mother began.
But it was too late. Eric slipping away
from two or three ladies with whom he had
bean al odds in some gay argument, darted |
forward, but he also found that it was too |
late.
'L9nz,' he said, catching his friend by |
the arm
But Alonzo, who had arrived frcm |
Munich a day or two earlier than he had |
himself expected to come, pressed forward, |
seeing the King and never dreaming of |
whom else he was destined to see. He had |
two or three really superb pictures |
IN the Bavarian canital, and was anxious to /
tell Clarimond of this trouveilles. As he |
reached the Kings presence, however, ne (
abruptly perceived the truth and recoiled, |
growing pale.
Clarimond noticed nothing, however. |
thoroughly controlled herself, as |
did her mother. In a way, they were both |
prepared for the meeting.
"AIv friend, said the King, extending to |
Alonzo his hand, ''you have returned sooner
than L expected"
Then there was a pause, after which Clari- |
mond, with all his accustomed graciousness, |
continued: LET me present you, Lispen-
ard, to these ladies, who are, I believe, |
your countrywomen-"
And at that point Alonzo quite lost his |
head. 1t seemed to himself, afterward, !
that while hurrying away ne must have |
fallen there on the terrace before the palace |
II Eric's arm had hot strongly thrust itself /
within his own, and perhaps, too, if Eric's |
voice had not harshly burst upon his sing
Ing brain.
"Lonz Long, this voice called to him.
You're disgracing yourself before the
King"
q can't help it-Let me get away"
'Lonz! Oh, very well, we're both get
ting away, il strikes me, as fast as we're
able. Look here, now, Lonz, if I'd known
you were coming"
Eyes, Eric; I understand Come right
On. When we're at home we can talk it
OYer."
at home they did talk 1t over. When
Alonzo had heard every thing, and when
his mood was thoroughly calmer, he said
with kind of dogged dullness to Erie: 81
suppose it's all up with me. 1 might as
well send in nv resignation at once"
"Nonsense," replied Eric.