Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1898-01-15

It's an old story, this love of mine -
said he in gentler tones. Twice you have
| heard 1t, and a lover who speaks twice
must mourn one at least; yet the second
| time think you came nearer to needing it.
| May tell it once again?'
Indeed, ii is not the time" she began
| in an agitated voice.
BE your answer what it may, I am your
servant" he protested. My hand and
heart are yours, although yours be an
| other's.'
There is none-I am free she muir
INJURED. His eyes We're on her and she
nerved herself to calm saying: There is
! nothing of what you suppose. But my dis
| position toward you, my lord, has not
| changed"
| He let a moment go by before he answer
| ed her. He made ii seem though emo
| ton forbade earlier speech. Then he said
graVey:
Il am grieved from my heart to hear it,
and pray heaven that early day may
| bring me another answer. God forbid that
l should press your inclination now. You
| may accept my service freely, although you
| do not acc -pt my love. Mistress Barbara,
you'll come with me?"
Come with your she cried.
"AIy lady will come also, and we three
| together will seek your father in Cornwall.
On my faith, madame, there is no safety
| but in flight
My mother lies too sick for journeyng.
| Didn't you hear it from my fathers"
| Il haven't seen my lord. My knowledge
o.! MS letter came tIIOuSH tHc LUKE Ol
! Monmouth. and, although he spoke there
| of my lady's sickness, L trusted that she
| had recovered
My mother cannot travel. 1t is impos-
| sible'
! He came a step nearer her.
| "Fontelles will be here tomorrow" he
| said. IF you are here then Yet if
| there be any other whose aid you could
| seek Again he paused, regarding her
/ intently.
She sat in sore distress, twisting her
! hands in her lap. One there was and not
far away. Yet to send for him crossed her
! resolution and stung her pride most bitter
! ly. We had parted in anger. she and |.
had blamed my share in the quarrel bitter
| ly enough, it is likely she had spared her
self no moreffi yet the more fault is felt the
| harder comes its acknowledgment.
| rs Mr.. Dale in Hatchstead?" asked Car
| ford, blodly and bluntly.
| Il don't know where he is. He brought
| me here, but I have heard nothing from
| him since we parted"
Then surely he is gone again?'
| VI don't know said Barbara.
! Carford must have been dull man in
| decd not to discern how the matter lay
| than when she is chagrined with rival
| and all her pride is under arms to fight her
| inclination.
| Surely, or he could not have shown you
| such indifference-nay, 1 must call it dis
| courtesy
HE did a service"
| "A gentleman, madam, should grow more,
| net less, assiduous when he is so happy as
TO have put a lady under obligations"
He had said enough, and restrained him
self from further attack.
| what will you do?" he went on.
ALIAS. what can 1 dor" Then she cried
| This M: de Fontelles can't carry me off
| against my will"
| He has the kings commands" said Car
| ford. who will resist him?"
| She sprang to her feet and turned on him
| quickly.
why, you" she said. "Alone with you
| 1 cannot and will not go. But you are my
you are ready to serve me. You will re-
| sist M. de Fontelles for my sake, aye, and
\ for my sake the kings commands"
Carford stood still. amazed at the sud-
| den change in her manner. He had not
| conceived this demand, and it suited him
very i'll. The stroke was too bold for his
| temper. The king was interested in this
| a1alr, and 1t might go hard with the man
| who upset his plan and openly resisted his
messenger. Carford had calculated on be-
Ing able to carry her off, and thus defeat
| the scheme, under show of ignorance. This
| thing done, and done unwittingly, might
| face to face was to stake all his fortune
on desperate chance. He was dumb
Barbara's lips curved into a smile that ex-
pressed wonder and dawning contempt
You hesitate, sir? she asked.
The danger Is great" he muttered,
You spoke of discourtesy just now, my
you do not lay 1t to my charger
Nay, to refuse to face danger for a lady
and a lady whom q man loves-you meant
mat, my lord-goes by another name. for