The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1901-12-05


the same air; upon my soul. l do
yes, the same air. La Paloma my
favorite. It is my lullaby. Come, let us
walk. cannot sit quietly now. Talk TO me.
dearest. Let me listen and be happy"
Slowly they paced the wide balcony.
through the moonlight and the shadows.
her hand resting on his arm, his clasping it
gently. Love obstructs the flow Of speech;
the heart-beats choke back the words and
fill the throat Lorry talked but little. she
not at all. Times there were when they
covered the full length Of the balcony
without a word. And yet they understood
each other The mystic. the enchanting
silence of love was fraught with con-
versation felt, not heard.
''Why are you so quiet?' he asked, at
last, stopping near the rail.
IT cannot tell you why. It seems to me
that ] am afraid Of you,' she answered, a
shy quaver in her voice.
AFRAID OF me? 1 don't understand"
Nor do I. You were not as you were be-
fore this morning. You are different-yes,
you make me feel that I am weak and help
less and that you can say TO me come and
go and 1 must obey. Isn't it odd that l,
who have never known submissiveness,
should 50 suddenly find myself tyran-
nized?" she asked. smiling family.
Shall ] tell you why you are afraid Of
me:' he asked.
"You will say it is because 1 am forget
ting to be a princess"
NO: it IS because you no longer look
upon me as you did in other days. IL is be-
cause am possibility, an entity instead
OF a shadow. Yesterday you We're the prin-
cess and looked down upon the impossible
sutton: to-day you find that YOU have given
yourself TO him and that you do not regard
the barrier as insurmOuntable. You were
not timid until you found your power to
resist gone. To-day you admit that 1 may
hope and in doing so you open a gate
through the walls OF your pride and preju-
dice that can never be closed against the
} love within and the love without. You are
afraid Of me because I am no longer a
dream but u reality. Am L not right.
Yeuve?''
She looked out over the hazy. moonlit
park.
Yesterday I might have disputed all you
say; to-day 1 cah deny nothing
Leaning upon the railing, they fell into a
/ silent study of the parade ground and its
strollers. Their thoughts We're not of the
walkers and chatterers, nor OF the music
nor of the night. They were of the day 10
/ come.
Il shall never forget how you said be-
/ cause L love him., this morning, sweet
/ heart" said Lorry, betraying his rehec-
/ tions. you defed the whole world in those
| four words. They were worth dying for''
How could help it? You must not for
get that you had just leaped into the lions
I den defenseless, because you loved me
| Could deny you then? Until that moment
L had been the princess adamant in sec
onds time you swept away every safe
guard, every battlement, and I surrendered
as only woman can. But it really sounded
shocking didn't it? So theatrical''
Don't look so distressed about it, dear
You couldn't help it, remember" he said
approvingly.
'Ach, dread to-morrow's ordeal" SHE
said, and he felt the arm that touched hi:
own trembIe. What viii they say? Wha
will they do?'
Tomorrow Will tell. IT means a srea
deal to both of us. If they will not submit
what them"
What then-what then?" she murmured
family.
rection of the fountain, Harry Anguish ant
Dagmar were slowly walking. They wer,
very close together. and his head was ben
until it almost touched hers. As they drew
nearer, the dreamy watchers on the bal
cony recognized them.
They are very happy" said Lorry
knowing that she was also watching tn,
strollers.
They are so sure of each other sh,
replied, sadly.
When almost directly beneath the rail
the countess glanced upward, impelled b!
the strange instinct of an easily startle,
love, confident that prying eyes were upon
her. She saw the dark forms leaning owe
the rail and rather jerkily brought he
companion to a standstiH and to a realizs
ton of his position. Anguish turned hi
eyes aloft
''Can you, fair maid, tell me the names o
those beautiful stars l see in the dark dom
above?" he asked, in loud, happy voice
"Oh, can they be eyes?"
Eyes, most noble sir" replied his com
panion. There are no stars so bright.
"Methought they were diamonds in tn
sky at first. Eyes like those must belong t
some divinity"
''They do, fair student, and to a divinit,
we'll worth worshiping. have heard it sal,
that men offer themselves as sacrifice
upon her altars.''
UNLESS my telescope deceives me- dis
Germ very handsome sacrifice up there, s.
i suppose the altar must be somewhere il
the neighborhood."
Not hands breadth beneath he
eyes" laughed the countess, as she fe,
precipitately up the steps, followed by tn
testing student.
Beware of divinity in wrath" came
sweet. clear voice from the balcony, an,
Anguish called out from his safe retreat
like the boy he was:
'Ah, who's afraidY'
The princess was laughing softly, he
eyes radiant as they met those of her com
panion, amused yet grave.
Does he have care?' she asked.
IL fear not. He loves a countess"
He has not to pay the price of ambi
ton, them" said she, softly.
Ambition is the cheapest article in tn
world" he said. 1T concerns only a man
self"
ITO be Concluded on Saturday,
When Ida puts her armOr on
And draws her trusty blade
The turnips in the bin turn pale,