The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1891-02-01

very often told me of her; and that we
were little alike-poor boy, he means
of one aspect, one presentment as for
the rest, he knows of me only what I
have been to him. Ny other history
was not of interest to him; perhaps he
would not believe it, even if 1 told it to
him; but, at least, he asked me to be his
wife, and though l said no it was not
because I feared that he might cease to
love me because of what he might after
ward come to know. You may laugh
at it, monsieur, but 1 think he would
still love me, Notwithstanding all of it..
There was something noble and
touching in the way Mariana said this.
Wallie did not feel at all inclined to
laugh, and his face perhaps showed it.
81 said no." she resumed; ''but later,
when l found what he had done, said
yes, so that l might help to make right,
and also because it is pleasant for a
singer like me to think she can give
something to her husband in return for
being his wife. But then he would not;
in that he was like other men who wish
in every way to be the master. But yet,
monsieur, there is time to think again"
she added, suddenly altering her tone,
and looking at him keenly; ga woman
has much power over the man who loves
her, if she will use it!''
81 do not doubt it at all, said Wallie,
meeting her look
''Do you think would have power to
make him say, We'll, she is my sister,
but she has done what was not just?
You shall treat her as if she were any
other woman, and | will say nothing;
will help you?" continued the Russian,
with subtle smile.
81 really believe you might" Wallie
answered 'sBut l can't conceive that
you would care to have him do it, or
care for him if he did do it.
''Ah! but with US singers it can be diff
ferent," rejoined Mariana, bending upon
him gaze of dark, ambiguous brillian-
cy. sit is much for US to know, and to
prove it to the world, that we are loved
beyond measure; yes, beyond honor. 1t
is triumph, and we love triumphs-
ali! who knows how dearly? Men do all
they can to ruin us, monsieur, and the
world laughs and gives us no mercy. Do
you not think it might be sweet to make
one man your slave, so that he would dc
your bidding in all things and worship
your
''Are yon so much in need of a tri-
umph of that kind?'' demG lied Wallie.
Now. whether he SO intended it or not
Mariana evidently interpreted the ques
ton as covert but bitter satire. She
gave little soft laugh and arose.
cat last, then, we understand eacl
other!' she said. sit is much easier so
is it not? You are too clever for me, M
Dinsmore; you are not a man to be de
ceived. Yes, in this world, as the
French say, il fault accepter les homme:
pour ce qu'ils sont-des moyens! We
singers especially must use all thing
for our protection or profit. Tien
y drole! Did you think, for you,
. part, you should persuade me to forgiv,
, Ma'm'selle Randolph because | make ;
fool of her brother? Bah! l am a bust
, ness woman. Business is not sentiment
| think! Enin, m'sieu', have enjoyed
very much the honor OF your visit; TO
de Mariana, vous etes ambassador par
E faitement accompli! But your ittl
Ma'm'selle Randolph has a future al
ready happy in the protection of mai
f like you; she will not grudge me the lit
tie that belongs to the true Mariana
Au revoir, cher amir
e And, laughing once more, she CAV
him her hand with free gesture, ant
Wallie bowed over it with mingling Q
admiration and vexation such as he wa
D seldom kindled to. He had recognize
p his mistake the moment after it was IL
: revocable.
f ''Well?" said Ed. getting up with
@ haggard face from his chair in the smol
/ ing room as Wallie entered.
well" responded Wallie, there
n no doubt about one thing-she is th
s great Mariana! think you may as we
n come with me and see your sister.