The evening times. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1895-1902, 1897-10-30


wear I'm torment for every misspent hour of
ms wretched life, If IL would make me
clean and pure and worthy OF you. I'm
not fit To touch you, little one. I'm selfish
brute 70 trouble you. Let me kiss You once
Just once before you send me away, ana
VIII be very grateful
Agatha haIf-frightened, covered her face
with her hands.
Il see how IL n ,mademOiselle- You are
right. The touch of such a. | am Is POI
lItion to a girl like you. Good night,
madeInoisele-good night and guod-by'
Paul Paul" Agatha whispered. " on
ma y kiss NE IL you like as often a. You IKE.
and | doat believe you're bad man,
Paul.
There was silence In the rOOnc as Paul
took her i'm his arms. silence that lasted
until the lpBg-negIected puppy began I"
whine, and Agatha, turning from her lover.
picked hIm up. As the pupp= wasn't much
Interested i'm the conversation that ensueds
ne settled down comfortably among tine
cushions crossed his front paws, and Ike a
wise little dog went fast asleep.
The lovers talked much of the future. \
little Of the past and had begun ON the pres
eut when the rings OF the portierc behind
them clashed sharply.
BLESS me. count, We're not wanted here.
cried Ahce's sharp voice. NO, no, you
musa't look. - She W ent on pulling the curtain
before the counts astOnished face. NJ.
Paurs gOi his arm around Agatha. HurrJ
I'D and say we may come In there's good
girl. I'm Just dying to hear an about IL
Well and / suppose you're engaged" she
tt eHRa. -
nv part | hope it'll turn out all right but
as the immortal model said: Life isn't all
beer ana sEittles mOre's the pity. Neither :
matrimong, ycu'n find Nothing is, | guess
.ioodness me, l ought - know what NE Is
II ANYBODY does. Haven't | tried all sides
Of it? Wasn't l baby and schoolgirl
and a ,iebutante and u married woman
What am | new but widow" Though of
course that's my misfortune not my choice
It's good thing To have protector dear
I intend t. take another myself. How do
you think the count'd Ito" Oh, don't looS
ACKNOWLEDGMENT out; he can't tats
English and | can't talk Frencil-Uuch
s., We do orr aking with an English
French dictionary between Us. Well nov
that you've told me all about it l congratu-
late YOU 10th. And, dear, as I've got nay
breath back after those stairs, we'd better
lie gning-So come a hong. count. GOOo night
NJ. Paul. an revoir, Agatha she called
hack as the curtains closed behind her.
And now. little one, l, too, must say
good night and leave you. say once moe,
that YOU love me, that you'n he my wife
Tell me a gain youH he true to- me what
ever happens All. A gatha. child, you'v;
put an enG TO nay wanderings Your low
has redeemed NE. Goodnight little one %
kiss NE little wife. that is to be-agau
A gatha, gain. Don't send me from you
just vet" Ee whispered. Let me hold YOU
so-in my arms"
The puppy slept peacefully in his basket
The clock merrily licked the time away
The big lamp burned itself out, and th,
roou was in darkness.
The night was Cold aud dark and We
when 1T last Paul stepped into the street
He hurried along, his coat collar well ul
,..,out his ears Not a soul was in sigh
Not even beIated vOiture was 20 b.
seen. Once or twice he thought ~ hear,
| footsteps behind hini
Dear little girl" he said 10 himself "a
he sped along: what change her fahi
I'd cut the brotherhood tomorrow %
conld But it's useless Ter think oi that 1
| thev ever lind cut about that last affair
/ that 1t was I vino warned the police an
prevented trouble wouldn't give nue.
| for nay life. that's all Hullo, what do yG'
want?' lie said aloud, for as he reached tn
| Pont des A rts. two strangers stepped on
! from the shadow and placed thenseive
| on either hand
"You are Paul Petravsky, are you not?
/ II am "
| I'VE have a MESA &c from the brother
! hood"
| what is it?''
This. monsieur and the light gleame'
| on st1n..t hing IN the mans hand. This, th
death we deal all traitors.
! There was dull splash as a heavy bod.
struck the water below, and then an inteus
stiffness
/ Paul Petravsky had started on .a1Othe
| tourney from which there is no returning
| Alice is Madame la Comtesse now, an
| coca sionsIiv iuterferes with the gon'
oatured bonnie WHO Las charge OF certan
mcon-faced Children in al big Nornand
! nursery.
| Acatha waited long for the dead MAJ Z
come back and keep faith. Lost spring ne
! sai.,l &c; ire startled Paris y man "a Tn
G,rh. AMI bearded. staggering along foa
S s-a;isr-s. thick with red-hot silver COIN
Wis. %, = has path i'm the shape "a eros
fails. Ia, 81 ad0w of the Master liss BET Fayec
Ap! the f9c, OF the Wandering dew, III
suffering, repentant JUDAS, fun of sci
! bash.n.- aad the uso8y OF despair. is tn