Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1895-01-17

1nelr MUTUAL CONCESSIONS ne4 bo090044
embarrassment and the lady, AftdD
making little mous, ssid he was -
hungry and SO glad TO sat. stA
They chatted and laughed q IL
train sped through tho beautiful eoear
try, and by the time Southampton 49,
thought Of she had smoked . nud
cigarette and he had kisasd her hsnA
She had readjusted her veil sad -
assumed his big cloak with Sigh -
the whistle Of the train signaled Ne
station.
"Ths Guernsey boat does mot lssvs
I'LL midnight What arc you going y
do? Where will you put up''
Il don't know. never will b. taken
back alive. And you? You are hunted
What will you dor"
''Go on board ny yacht She b lying
of here, and the gig wsits Tor this
train At the landing stops must hall
them, a. none Of them know me. Ny
agent has engaged an entirely new
Grew. skipper included, all English. /
want no nihilists on board" And hs
looked modify out Of the window.
She made . sudden movement y Il
about to speak, but drew back Again
she leaned forward. and repetition
reused him from his thoughts Hs
looked up and saw her eyes glistsninR
even through the thick veil She W.
crying!
what d the mstter' You ~
frightened Can J help your"
~ hardly dare ask you. You may
thiuk badly Of me, but ! will not b.
forced into this dstestsble marriage.
Can you-may ~
lie OWNED her thoughts stay o.
board my yacht and board the bost Of
midnight Yes, your ladyship, yea II
all honor, yea" and he held out both
his hands, and with . sob almost
hysterical, she placed her tiny gloves
In them as the train stopped.
They left the station by side door
unnoticed, and, walking down the
broad graveled road with the soft
sward and the oldtime cannon. paassd
the crumbling walls and found the
boat manned by six bronzed, typical
yachtsmen, the skipper, fine looking
old man, sitting motionless In the
stern sheets holding the yoke Inca
The boat soon shot alongside .
beautiful schooner yacht. The crew
manned the gangway % the prince
and Lady Constance came on board,
and o motherly, sunburned woman
courtesied her through an exQuisitoly
furnished saloon cabin into bijou
boudoir with lace curtained bunk
and host Of feminine fripperiea
II may sail tonight IL I'LL ready?
Right Take the boat and 20 ashore.
bring of my luggage md anything
we may want from the ships storeA
And, johnson. keep the men aaoat,
but you just tlnd out If there Is any
hue and cry about o lady clipping"
In about an hour lie returned, and
doihng his peaked cap said mysterious.
ly; Il spoke to my cousin, the plccce.
man, an he says there'ss lot O cock
ney detectives down a-watchin' the
station an the Guernsey packet for
some young CONAN
Her ladyship bud washed all travel
stains away and changed her froclfA
She looked like fresh rosebud, but
her face grew dcatlly pale, her eyes
lilatcd, and the nerve lines dccpened
into MARKS Of agony when he told her
the captains story, lie thought she
was going to faint and made as though
10 catch her With o supreme effort
she regainea her self-possession aud
said in hoarse whisper;
"Oh, save me! Take me to Guerncy
N your yacht, or | will jump over.
)oard!"
lie turned on his heel without reply
ng and went up the companionway on
leclI.
johnson, your wife doesn't mind .
rip 10 sea2"
"Lor' bless your royal 'iness, she's
lying for sniff Of the ocean,"
Get under weigh at oncel"
AYE, aye sir! All hands on deckl
tumble up, my heartiesl'
Under good southwesterly breeze
he yacht spun almost merrily, throw.
ng the foam In long, beautiful, feath-
r-lllsc curves from her clipper stern.
The lady stood leaning dreamily
gainst the side ropes, and tho prince,
n experienced sailor, evidently, took
he tiller and threaded the way care.
ully through the crowd of craft. For
time neither spoke; then, abruptly
wing the management 10 the ap-
relatively critical skipper, no beck
ned her into the cabin.
II will land you at Guernsey to-mor-
Nv morning" be said. but / have
cen deceiving yon. am not Prince
aul Demtof. am his valet have
,bbed him Of one million roubles and :
m now going to the Argentine In hls
acht," and he stood up rigldly and
iced her
She smiled and said calmly Very
ood! Take me with you. | am not
ady Constance Azuregore. am her
aid, but I've got her jewel csse"--
ondon Million