New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1895-06-30

| vivacity and amusement. ana something e'ee' a.
| the back. where one could not get at IT,
| NO. DOCTOR not now" she said But IS IL go
| ing to be rough? Tell me. please tell me the
! worst"
There Is no worst assure you
| She looked doubtfully at him.
"You are hiding nothing from me? All, you
must be honest. I am travelling alone you know.
be IL" w ,.,. 49,
All thank you-mille remerciements-a thou-
sand thanks But It is not you only: 1t Is the cap
tain. is 1t not? Where Is he? suppose ne ]"
| steering the ship" r
| HE does not often do that go
! But YOU will tell him. doctor, will you not
You will have the goodness! Ieii . nm ina =
| am travelling alone-with my maid Stepnanie a
dot-and that If the weather Is bad ne must
anchor or something"
| Yes, l will tell him. Ana may 'eii MIN "''
! your name Isl"
"Ah. how stupid Of me! Moldova is my name;
Marie Bertha Moldova and yours Is Rutnine'
| saw II in the newspaper But tell me- why 90
| they nut II in the newspaper that Dr. Ruthne Is
| still attached to the Mahanaddy? believe you
| are very great DOCTOR? >,
They put that In the newspaper repHeu
Ruthine 80 that people who have anything the
matter with them can go by another boat.
She gave a silvery. lgh, hearted laugh ono s,a
| quite suddenly her face became grave. Sne
| looked round, and with confidential niue smile
| she came nearer to him. .
|
| "Now-before am III at all. Tell me what am
| TO eat and drink and TO think about II IS the
| thinking about IT that makes me Ill ana give
| me something-some medicine. but nothing Nasty.
| je vous en- prize You know when am really i'll
! il I am dying shall not let you come In and see
me- No. l shall be too terrible 10 look at Green.
cnite green Some illnesses are becOmlnr But
sea-sickness No. Tell me who Is that gentle
man? He with the bon mot on the UP o, we ns
tongue. Is 1t not 50? lie looks as II ne were
! seeking some one to tell 1t TO-.
| That" replied DR. Ruthne rs Mr.. Starr-the
| Hon. Arthur Montague Starr
| Il wonder. murmured MISS MoiuoVa with
guileess little Sigh IF should do TO hear the bon
| mot"
Dr. Ruthine only half heard this observation
He had turned away to greet b sns sme
"Hallo"' he cried Aescuiapius a'"
you?"
shut up said the Hon. Arthur in low
| cred tone
! DR.. Ruthine looked at him gravey.
"On business" he said.
The Hon. Arthur Montague Starr closed his
| jovia eye with deep significance
| Lot of people on board" he exclaimed a,riiy'
settling his feet we'll apart on the deck ana look
ing round him with superficial interest The
| keenest observer might nave suspected 'na' lie
| was looking for some one
| who is the young lady you have Just LETT"
he went on-and Miss Modova. who happened 10
be looking at him. did not discover that she was
| the subject Of their conversation.
"A Miss Moldova." replied Dr. Ruthne.
| Know anything about her..
| Nothing"
The Morning Star" laughed suddenly.
That Is not the truth" he said. Il know you
! better than to belly, that You are not the man
! t. talk Ave minisi as with some one and not ma
out something o. other. have an uncomforta-
| bic feeling thu I'm going 10 fall In love win
| Miss MoiicS.
| He stool u light and pulled down his smart
wsistcoat with n resirned SIGH.
Don't know why" he went on. But the feel
ing is there sure enough suppose YOU had bet
| ter int oduce me al once and get II over.
| Mark Rrihine turned on his heel. He had o'her
| people To interview
Without prejud .ce?" he said interrogatvely.
= IAN rlght-witho Il prejudice.
And 80 the introduction effected and two
! lives were changed
mir STAR is a man OF resource" said Ruthine
before he left them. III any one can compass
! sea voyage with comfort II is he
! Miss Moldova smiled and nodded In her quick
way: Then she turned upon the Morn,ng star a.
That sounds she said 'as II you had made
| great many voyages
Y am a sort of ancient mariner" he replied
| carelessly But youths IL not your first voyage
| You must have come out here.
Her glance wavered In a strange way which
| left a Of surprise in his mind.
| Naturally" she replied with little frown,
| which might have appertained to some past
event to some absent person. Il came out
here In a steamer. This Is not my hrst voyage
| but croyez-moi. II shall be my last.
She finished her remark with an expressive
little shrug Of the shoulders. She was delight
fully foreign and frank She might have been
| American except that she seemed to move more
quietly through the world. without certain ag-
gressive independence which cometh from the
States She had a thoughtful air Of sef-com-
posture which suggested France. but little sense
Of camaradere damaged such theory as to her
nationality.
"And what do YOU think Of Indla?' asked the
Morning Star, still looking round with his con
templative smile. Fine country Ell, Bother II
Bother IT," she echoed, with charming smile
"Why bother IT,
| Merely because II Is such a fine country-It 10
| too fine-Other people want II
"Other people," she asked innocently Who
THE Russians" he replied. looking her straight
For second her eyes Havered-then she
smiled roguishly. giving MIN a glimpse OF short
! brilliant teeth.
"Ah, YOU tread on dangerous ground. am q
, Russian" she exclaimed. you dislike u.s.
She waited his answer with certain coquetry
which almost chdke in Its openness and
= Some OF you" he replied
(Which Of us?''
laugh.
He was thirty-two. His position was excellen
t his elder brother a peer and unmarried IT
London and in India he had. 30 to speak. beer
under fire before. Soft eyes had looked into MI
S before with a thousand different ways OF sayint
the same thing. II was rather strange that II
;, 30 short time pair Of dark wicked eye
should reduce him to state OF bewilderment
But 1t He felt 1t and the feeling onl!
made the matter worse
e She received his confession with a conhden
. | little nod
Now l beg Of you" she said. tell me-hav
| you known many Russians?
8 Not many" he answered guardedy.
He did not tell her that he spoke Russian
. | easily as she spoke French. that he had live
II three months in Moscow at the Berlin Hote
J. | as Mr. Brown, Of Birmingham, and another Nv
v months at Cronstadt. Mr.. Jones. OF Cardiff
a | coal merchant
All then" she answered you are unjust.
/ thought you English were so tust.'
It He smiled
II think" he said. that human nature Is yer
much the same all the world over. but there ar
certain national characteristics. you will admi
lie that"
J. Yes" she watching hin rather closely
- "Are you looking for some one; she asked sud
&c denly and again there lowered beneath her lid
that wavering look OF fear
X mo" he replied with dense countenanc'
ia "Why?"
- you looked round strangely" she said. an