The Abbeville press and banner. [volume] (Abbeville, S.C.) 1869-1924, 1895-11-13

rnere's the woman Of it. Oh, she's in
| consequential to degree! can't help
suspecting somehow that unless her
uncle has really killed and buried her
she will contrive by hook or crook to
come to her throne. For my part, m
sorry. I should prefer to be ruled by
| Conrad. But l would not bet my money
on him, all the same. Have you ever
seen him? He has the funniest, ugliest
squint in Europe"
That night was very long, though we
ACCOMPLISHED lot of talking; very cold
it seemed, too, though we were IN mid
summer. I dozed little, with the
stone wall of the castle for pillow. At
daybreak our guards were changed. At
six o'clock we were visited by dapper
little subaltern, lieutenant, who look ed
us over, asked our names and sundry
other personal questions, scratched hls
chin for a moment, refectively, and
finally, with an air Of inspiration, bade
l:s begone.
The gates were thrown open, and we
issued from our prison free.
Its been almost a sensation, SAID
Sebastian Roch. We'll, so one can ex-
perience almost a sensation, even IN
y! Live ana learn.
You are not patriot, said l.
my dear, dear sir, I am patriotism
personifed. I am identified with my
country heart and soul. Only I find it
dull. If that be treason, make the most
OF it. I could not love thee, dear, 80
well. loved I not dullness less. 1t IL
not every night that am arrested and
sit on q barrel smoking cigarettes with
an enlightened foreigner. The English
are not generally accounted a lively
race, but by comparison with the in
habitants Of Y they shine like
diamonds.
Il dare say so," acquiesced. But
I'm not English. I'm American"
so perceive from your accent" an
swered he, impertinently. But as
told you once before, it amounts to the
same thing. You wear your rue with q
difference, that IS all"
Speaking Of sensations" said I, I
shall die if don't drink cup OF coffee. !"
You'll find no public house awake at
this hour, said Sebastian.
Then I'll wake one up," vowed I.
What! and provoke violation OF the
law? By law they're not allowed to be
open between midnight and 7 o'clock.
"Oh, laws be hanged. must have a
cup Of coffee.
Really, you are delightful" assorted
Sebastian, putting his aim through
mine.
Presently we came to beer nall, at
whose door began vehemently to bang.
Ny friend stood by, shaking with laugh
ter, which seemed to me disproportion-
ate to the humor of the event.
You are easily amused, said I.
"Oh, no; far from it; but this is such
a lark, you know" said he.
By and by we were seated opposite
each other at table, slipping hot coffee,
served to US by sleepy kellner in
soiled white apron.
AS looked at Sebastian Roch, I OBJ
served startling phenomenon. The
apex Of his right whisker had become
detached from the skin and was stand
ing out hall All inch aloof from his
cheek. The sight sent shiver down
my spine. 1t was certainly most un-
natural and eerie. His eyes were bright
and honest; his voice was soft and re-
fined; he spoke English like man and
a brother; and his character. so far as ]
had got at it through his talk, seemed
whimsical and open; but his beard, his
dashing, black, pointed beard, which I'm
not sure I hadn't been envying him
little, was peculiar; and lnstinctively /
felt for my watch. 1t was safe in it's
place, and so was my purse. Therefore
at the door of thebierhaus, in due time,
we bade each other friendly good-by.
He promised to look me up one of these
days at my hotel.
Il have enjoyed your society more
than YOU can think" he said. Some OF
these days I'll drop in and see you,
q l'imp. oviste."
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