Hot Springs weekly star. (Hot Springs, S.D.) 1892-1917, 1897-09-24
CHAPTER WIN.

sa;nc-..ust the samc--as other pcOplc:"
My dear Bcatrix,'' demonstrated lady
LcnnoN, pray do not say such things:
they sound so strangely. Why should IL
prince differ from other mcn:"
II do not know, M like the
word: there is something exceptional
about it. \ prince! One would imagine
Il prince tall and commanding in figure.
with a noble face and IL still more noble
heart"
And this is apropos of what, Bcl-
triN:' asked her uncle.
My godmother, the Duchess of Films
lie. uncle. gives IL grand dinner OH Tues
day. to which VIC are all invited, and tho
object of which is to Introduce the Prince
de Fcrros to the great world of London"
And who" asked Peter I.cnnox, "is
the Prince dc l'crros?'
Bcatrix ookCd up. IL ripple of laughter
on her lips.
II knew you would ask that question.
uncle: though. when l asked it. the duch-
css assumed her sagcst expression of face.
My dear BcatriN.' she said, when yo,,
are ignorant of what concerns 81 person
SD well known as the Prince de Fcrros.
never ask questions i'll public, or you will
bctray yourself la%mcntably.' And when
= SuIN = SIiOuNt III IIiCdScu w uuuSEStNIlh
the art OF asking questions in an empty
done the same thing; you have betrayed
most dcplorablc ignorance as regards the
Prince dc Fcrros."
Pray tell your uncle who he is, my
DEAR" said Lady Lcnnox.
"I1e is n young Italian prince. uncle,
bitten with a mania for everything Eng
lish. Near Verona he has built n house
in the English style; he has English SER
wants; and the duchess does something
more than hint that he is here in search
of an English wife,"
"A Very sensible thing. too," said her
uncle. "1f the women of one nation have
any superiority over those of another. it
must he owned English women carry tho
PALM"
1.-The PRINCE" continued Bcatrix, with
a close imitation of the Duchess of Elms-
lies good manncr, lis Il most cstimaLlc
Young man; he has one of the most am
cient titles of which Italy can boast; he
has immense wealth. great talent, and is
in every way IL most desirable parti."
Her imitation of the duchess was so
perfect that Peter Lcnnox laughed hsart-
lily. He lose from his scat, crossed to his
niece, bent over her and asked about Il
diamond ring that he had ordered for
her. Then he touched the white brow
with his lips and said:
1.-The Prince dc l'crros will not do for
us. BcatriN, will he? lie would not have
the glory of Erccldcan mt heart as We
have
She raised her head proualy-thc Ouch
css of Elmslic always said that Rcatrix
WAS one OF the proudcst girls she knew.
ID for us. uncle? In what way?'
The clear, naughty eyes seemed to COM
pei him to speak.
Il mean he will not do as a sutton,
BcatriX-and that is what the duchess is
evidently thinking Of"
My dear uncle" she replied quietly,
"wc need not discuss the love affairs of
gentlemen whom VIC have never SEEM
But Peter LcnnoN could not all at once
forget the prince. He walked uncasily up
and down the room. Lady Lcnnox went
away. md BratriN sat in silence. She
SAW thai her uncle was ill ut ease, but
waited for him to speak.
IA foreign prince or duke would troll
bic himself very little about Erceldean.
Bcatrix," he said. My dear. be on your
guard. DO not fall i'll love with Il for
cigncr."
She raised her head so h~aughtily that
i'll after days he remembered it.
MY dear UNCLE" she replied slowly, 81
really do not think you need trouble about
such matters. Unless 1 see some one very
different from n II l have seen yet, l
shall never fall in love-"
Little enough did the handsome young
Italian dream of these sentiments. He
had conc to England in search Of a wife.
He had a love-a mania his friends called
it-for everything English. He had gone
one night to the opera. and there had seen
a sweet, proud face, that had driven him
of himself-a face more beautiful
than the pictured ones of his native land,
more beautiful than anything he had ever
dreamed of. He had stood quite silent as
he looked ut her, and hen he had said to
himsclf: "She is as beautiful as n goddess:
lcssly upon a world that is beneath her:
and, if l can win her for my wife, I will"
1t was easy enough to learn her name;
every one knew Miss Lennox, the heiress
of Erccldean. Prince de Ferros went at
once to her Grace of IIlmslie.
II have lost my heart" he said; you
must help me to find it," The duchess
was ready enough to tell him all about
.Prince Charles" daughter.
II am her godmothcr," she said. quite
forgetting how years before she had ig-
nored this claim upon her Kindness. "She
is really very beautiful, and she will be
one of the richest hciresses in England
she is heiress Of E%rceldean."
she would be n queen even had she
nothing" rejoined the prince, cnthusias-
tically. Your grace is smiling. l see all
happiness in her face. You will introduce
mc:"
The duchess promised, and it was her
letter that caused Bcatrix's exclamation.
She smiled to herself while Lady Lennox
anxiously discussed her toilet. She look
ed unwontcdly lovely in a dress of white
made after IL quaint Grccian fashion,
with a band of gold round her dainty
waist, and golden fringe on her dress;
| she wore sweet blue Nile lilies in her hair,
and Prince dc Ferros, when he bowed be-
fore her, laid his life and his love at her
feet.
Ito be continued.j