The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1895-08-11
INNEES.''

and was so terribly singed and scorch-
ed that he could not bear to live. And
while they talked on the bridge, the
princess looked out on them from a
lofty narrow window, but neither of
them saw her. Now when the prince
had done laughing, he put his arm
through his friends and babe him
not to be a. fool but come in and toast
wine. For he said, though he will
never get the other two, yet it is a
brave exploit to have got one.'
But the marquis shook his head, and
his air was so resolute and so full of
sorrow. that not only was Rudolf
alarmed for this reason, but Princess
Osra also. at the window, wondered
what allied him and why he wore such
a long face; and she now noticed that
he was dressed all in black, and that
his horse waited for him across the
bridge.
Not said she that 1 care what
! becomes of the impudent roguer Yet
she did not leave the window, but
watched very intently to see what NJ.
/ de Merosailles would do.
For a long time he talked with Ru-
/ dolf on the bridge, Rudolf seeming
more serious than he was wont to be-
and at last the marquis bent to kiss
! the princes hand, and the prince
raised him and kissed him on either
cheek; and then the marquis went and
mounted his horse and rode off slowly
and unattended into the glades of the
forest of Zenda; but the prince with
a shrug of his shoulders and a frown
on his brow. entered under the port
cullis and disappeared from his sis
/ ter'S view.
Upon this, the princess assuming an
air of great carelessness, walked down
from the room where she was and
faced her brother, sitting still in his
boots. and drinking wine; and she
said:
M de Merosailles has taken his
leave. then"
Even so. madame" rejoined Ru-
dolf
Then she broke into a fierce attack
on the marquis, and on her brother
Also for man, said she, is known by
his friends, and what man must
Rudolf be to have a friend like the
Marquis de Merosailles,
Most brothers." she said in fiery
| temper, would make him answer for
what he has done with his life. But
you laugh, nay, l daresay you had a
hand in it,
As to this last charge the prince
had the discretion to say nothing; he
chose rather to answer the first part
of what she said, and Struggling his
shoulders again, rejoined, 1.-The fool
saves me the trouble, for he has gone
off to Kill himself.
ITO kill himself?" she said, half-in-
creduIous but also half-beleving, be-
cause of the marquis gloomy looks
and black clothes.
ITO kill himself" repeated Rudolf
For in the first place you are angry
and he cannot live, and in the second
he has behaved like a rogue, so he
cannot live; and in the third place,
you are so lovely, sister, that he can
not live; and in the first second and
third places, he is a fool, so he can
not i've" And the prince finished his
hagon of wine with every sign of ill
humor in his manner.
He is well dead" she cried.
''Oh, as you please said he. He is
net the first brave man who has died
on your account and he rose and
strobe out of the room very surlily:
for he had a great friendship for NJ
de Merosailles, and had no patience
with men who let love make dead
bones OF them.
The Princess Osra, being thus left
alone, sat for a little while in deep
thought. There rose before her mind
the picture of NJ de Merosailles rid
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the forest 10 his death; and although
his conduct had been all and more
than all that she had called it. vet
it seemed hard that he should die for
it. Moreover. If he now in truth felt
what he had before feigned, the pres
ent truth was an atonement for the
past treachery: and she said TO her
self that she could not sleep quietly
that night if the marquis killed him
Golf in hn 0~a- w CHI
dered slowly up TO her chamber and
looked in the mirror and murmured
low, Poor felloww And then with
sudden speed she attired herself for
riding, and commanded her horse to
be saddled, and darted down the stairs
and across the bridge and mounted,
and, forbidding anyone to accompa-
ny ner, rode away to the forest, fol-
lowing the tracks of the hoofs of NJ.
de Merosaille's horse. 1t was then late
afternoon, and the slanting rays of
the sun, striking through the tree
trunks, Redeemed her face as she rode
along, squirting her horse and follow
ing hard on the track of the forlorn
gentleman. But what she intended to
do if she came up to him, she did not
think.
When she had ridden an hour or
more, she saw his horse tetherd to a
trunk; and there was ring of trees
and bushes near, encircling an open
grassy spot Herself dismounting and
fastening her horse by the marquis
horse, she stole UP and saw N, de
Merosailles sitting on the ground, his
drawn sword lying beside him: and
his back was toward her. She held
her breath and waited for a few mo-
ments. Then he took up the sword
and felt the point and also the edge
of it, and sighed deeply; and the prin-
cess thought that this sorrowful mood
became him better than any she had