The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1892-11-25

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CHAPTER Ix-CoarryuED.
For the first tirne Kathleen looked
full into his face Let it be forgiven
her when recorded that the curious
comple2litv which we call q vvoman's
heart throbbed strangely. No woman
was ever really the lover of two men at
the same time; but many a woman has
believed that she could have loved land
passionately and truly loved some man
whom she has known while still loving
the object of her first allegiance Per
haps it was this way with Kathleen;
perhaps the fact of Clarimond's great
rank wrought with her more than she
would have wished to tell Women are
shaped from observation-disclosures not be
cause they are in the main weaker than
men (it viii some day be scientifically
disclosed, no doubt, that they are
strong where men are weak and weak
where men are strong), but because
millions of years have Iapzed in which
they have served as slaves to the al
legged lords of creation. Yet is this,
after all, a true philOsophic view Of
things, and is not stern wrong done
to kathleen, when we assert Of her that
she felt one whit more disarrayed than
a like environment would have rendered
one OF the other sex, this ucarness OF
I sovereignty being feminine, not ruaScu-
line? Few men, if history does not err,
/ have resisted the Embellishments Of
/ queens. And Clarimond, if he dealt in
no Establishments, bore himself at all
/ times with that magnetic dcmeanor
/ which would have made his greatness
/ quite secondary in the eyes of not a
/ few women on whom he might have
/ chosen benignly to beam.
Lightly he now pursued, with his
/ gaze fixed upon Acthlecn's face in a
/ way that somehow bclied the levity of
( his words: ''Oh yes, the weather here is
! my only rebel and my only traitor I've
/ only endurabIe when we don't think OF
/ discussing it. Am I not right, and do
/ we not respect it most when, like
/ Caesars wife, it is above suspieion?'
/ Laughing, enjoying the pleasantly,
4 Kathleen threw back her head. Now
Tor the first time had she q moment of
/ real, vivid social distraction.
/ - resent this rebellion, monsieur, 50
/ she said, ION the part of your Saitraviln
{ weather. Still as yet, I've no personal
/ grudge against it. when a rainy day
! comes shall ask you to give me some
/ preliminary edict, that I may read it to
/ the insurgent elements, signed with
/ your royal seal"
Have you as much faith in my power
as that, madenoiselle2" he asked, draw
ing closer to her. Il assure you am q
I very small sort of king"
You're the first that I've ever met, %
] she answered, gathering boldness. III
/ they are all like you, monsieur, /
I shouldn't be afraid to meet any OF
then-not ever the tsar of Russia -
''Russiu?' he said his sunny face
/ c1ouding q little. do you care for that
/ country?'
s'It's romantic to US who do not
know it. It's so far away, monsieur,
/ and So"
''Barbarous," he replied, a little harsh
/ ". Yes, being the most uncivilized O1
I European countries, Russia is hence the
/ most romantic. Her very patrouymics,
[ with their bristling thickets of con
1 sonants, seem like lairs for the i1lps Cd
assassinatiOn; and one need only hear
/ the words .Ansco' and Odessa and
'Volga' to feel as if one had been as
[ sisting ut a conspiracy of uihiIists.n
He ended these words almost sternlyi
but at once his face lighteued and his
voice grew kind
Pardon me, rnademoiseIe." he pur,
/ sued y try to be without rancors
! Usually succeed in showing none OF
| all times this is the last when I should
/ -eraember them Shall tell YOU yghy2'
If you wish, monsieur
''Then my reason is this; That read
IN your face, in your rnanner-vvln you
/ pardon me for saying so2-the evidence
OF n sorrow which does not consori
| with your unquCsuonnbla youth, and
will you stin pardon me?-Vyith YOU
very extraordinary beauty"
"a sorrovvP" faltered Kathleen, droop
ing her eyes. Then, in another minute
she lifted her gaze and said firmly
You are right, monsieur. have 6
sorrow-a great sorrow,"
For what seemed to Kathleen 6
strangely long time there was siIenc,
between herself and the king. She
waited for him to speak, and at last Ia,
did so, ga . voice fun of Eoml5er repres
sious;
1 III 1t were 9 sorrovy that coulJ
tighten or IN any way aPPease, mademei
seile, / would so gladly do nay best e
help your
Once more their eyes met. and Eath
leen's lips tremblej.
'fYou-you are 50 goodr' she hest
tated. Then a Hood OF memory SWEEP
over her and she continued; eve only
came here, mamma and /, for a shor
visit We are going tomorrow Yes
tomorrow we are going to-
'esoing2" shot ia Clariruoncs with al
intoaation that was at once aattery
and reProaeh-
sfKes, monsieur to Vallasnbrosa.
Tomorrow ne gave an inpsltieui
9rown and tossed his head Then as Fl
6 desire to control undue overpins o.
ardsr, he went on. 'aisE not induci
you to change your mind usRdemoi
sole? Nay not induce ycuF7 And
ior al instanA he touched her wis
with h.s hand
Kathleen shooir ker head sab
monsieur she lsll1l1-FTssis -7Cu ss5d II
Eszcsl md Eaoa tsg to sualIa rs.