Waterbury Democrat., 1901-06-03

~>S SSx. Gl-cU8j H @Yot bare his facer' she 7nuttered.
 'sWhdt ere gOU to htIpT" pang to be added by me All wish IS that you had never met me, so that this last. worst thing had not come unto you. You wrong me if you think that I could be So callous, so indifferent, as to leave you here without heed as to your fate Believe in your innocence! You know that do as firmly as though you substantiated it with thousand proofs. Reverence your devotion to your honori You are certain that must or all better things were dead in me. You reject my friendship. You term it cruel, but at least it will be faithful to you-too faithful for me to pass out of Africa and never give you one thought again. I believe in you. Do you not know that that is the high est trust, to my thinking, that one hu- man life can show in another's2 You decide that it is your duty not to free yourself from this bondage, not to ex- pose the actual criminal. not to take up your rights of birth. dare not seek to alter that decision. but I cannot leave you to such future without infinite pain, and there must-there shall be means through which you will let me hear of you, through which, at least, can know that you are living"
 She stretched her hands toward him with that same gesture with which she had first declared her faith in his guIltlessness.. The tears trembled in her voice and swan in her eyes. He seized her hands in his and held them close against his breast, one instant, against the loud, hard painting of his aching heart.
 God reward youl God keep youI If stay, shall tell you all. Let me go and forget that we ever metI I am dead Let me be dead to your'
 With another instant he had left the fent and passed out into the red glow of the torchlit evening. And Yenetia Corona dropped her proud head down upon the silken cushions where his own had rested and wept as women weep over their dead, in such a pas sion as had never come to her in all the course of her radiant, victorious and imperious life.
 It seemed to her as if she had seen him slain in cold blood and had never lifted her hand or her voice against his murder.
 Outside her tent the challenge rang on the air:
 "Who goes thereT
 Cecil never heard it. Even the old, long accustomed habits of a soldiers obedience were killed in him.
 Who goes there?' the challenge rang again.
 Still he never heard, but went on blindly. From where the tents stood there was a stronger breadth of light, through wl&h he had passed and was passing still-a light strong enough for if to be seen whence he came but not strong enough to show his features.
 "HaIt, or I fireP' The sentinel brought the weapon to his shoulder and took a calm. close, sure aim. He did not speak. The password he had forgotten as though he had never heard or never given it.
 Another figure than that of the sol dier on guard came out of the shadow and stood between him and the senti- nel- It was that of Chateauroy. He was mounted on his gray horse and wrapped in his military cloak, about to go the round of the cavalry camp.
 Tt is one of my men, said the chief carelessly to the sentinel. "Leave me fo deal with him."
 The guard saIuted and resumed his beat.
 ''Why did you refuse the word, sir?''
 'I did not hear"
 'sWhy are you absent from your squadron?'
 There was no reply.
 Have you no tongue, sir? Why are you hereT
 There was again no answer.
 Chateauroy's teeth ground out flu rious oath. Yet flash of brutal de light .glittered in his eyes. At last he had bounded down this man, so long out of his reach, into disobedience and contumacy.
 "Why are you here, and where have you been? ?' he demanded once more.
 T will not say"
 The dark and evil countenance above him grew 1ivid with fury.
 sT can have you thrashed like a dog for that answer, and 1 will But first listen! I know as we'll as though you had confessed to me. Your silence cannot shelter your great mistress sham Ah, ha, Ia Faustinel So ma dame your princess is so cold to bel equals only to choose her lovers out Oi my black guards and take her midnight intrigues like camp eourtesanw
 Cecirs face changed terribly as the vile words were spoken. With tht light and rapid spring of a leopard he reached the side of his commander one hand on the horses mane, the oth CT on the wrist of his chief, that il Rrinned like an iron -xise-.