The Redwood gazette. [volume] (Redwood Falls, Minn.) 1873-1940, 1901-09-11

ence which the serenity. the patience
and the dignity Of this woman had over
her.
He is Of your order, then y she ask
ed abruptly. i. .,.s,.:s
He was, yes. = .
"Oh. he was!'' cried Cigarette, with
her cold irony. Then he must be al
ways. mustn't he? You think too much
of your blue blood, you patricians, to
fancy it can lose its royalty, whether it
run under a kings purple or a corpo-
RAILS canvas shirt. Blood tells. they say
Do you want me to tell you why he
lives among us. buried like this p
mot if you violate any confidence to
do so"
No he makes no confidence, prom
Use you. Not ten words will monsei-
gneur say il he can help it about any
thing. Hesis as silent as lama. But
we learn things without being told in
camp. and know we'll enough he is
here to save some one else, in some one
else's place. 1t is a sacrifice, look you.
that nails him down to this martyrdom.
Look you. miladi," said Cigarette half
sullenly. half passionately, for the
words We're Wrenched out Of her gen
| crosby and choked her in their utter
ance, that man suffers. His life here
is a hell upon earth don't mean for
the danger, but for the indignity. the
subordination, the license the brutal
ity, the tyranny. He is as if he were
chained to the galleys. He never says
anything. oh, no! He is Of your kind,
you know! But he suffers. Now, if
you be his friend. can you do nothing
for him? Can you ransom him in no
way? Can you go away out Of Africa
and leave him in this living death to
get killed and thrust into the sand, like
his comrade the other day q
Il could not abandon one who was
once the friend Of my family to such a
fate as you picture without very great
pain. But do not. see how to alter
this fate, as you think could do with
SO much ease. am not in its Secret.
| do not know the reason of its seem
ing suicide. This gentleman has chosen
his own path. 1t is not for me to
change his choice or spy into his mo-
tives. Meantime there is one pressing
danger of which you must be my me-
dunn to warn him. He and my broth
er must not meet. Tell him that the
latter. knowing him only as Louis Vic
tor and Interested in the incidents Of
his military career. will seek him out
early tomorrow morning before we quit
the camp. I must leave it to him to
avoid the meeting as best he may be
able
Cigarette smiled grimly.
You do not know much of the camp.
Victor is oIlysa bas-offcier. If his Of
ficers call him up. he must come or be
thrashed like a slave for contumacy.
He has no will of his own
Venetia gave an irrepressible gesture
of pain.
True forgot. Well. go and send
him to me. Ny brother must be taken
into his confidence whatever that con-
fidence reveals. will tell him so. 60
and send him to me. 1t is the last
chance. Go and say this to him. You
are his lo5rl little friend and COM
rat1e. q
IF I be, Y do not see why + am to
| turn your lackey. madame." said Ciga-
rette bitterly. IF you want him, you
can send for him by other messengers..''
Z. Nenetia Corona looked at her stead
Easily, with a certain contempt in the.
look
5.
Then your pleading for him was all
insincere? Let the matter drop, and
be good enough to leave my presence,
which, you will remembe you entered
Gnsummoned and undesired.''
The undertaking gentleness Of the.
tone made the rebuke cut deeper as.
her first rebuke had cut, than any
sterner censure on more peremptory
dismissal could have done. Cigarette
stood irresolute, ashamed, filed with
rage. torn By contrition, impatient,
wounded, swayed by jealous rage and
by the purer impulses she stroYe to.
stifle.
The cross she had tossed down
caught her sight as it glittered on the.
carpet streWn over the hard earth
She stopped and raised it. The action
suffced to turn the tide win her I'M.
pressiona BILE, ardent, capricious ma
ture. She would not disgrace that.
81 will go. she muttered id her
throat. And you Gu % God, no
wonder men love you when even cam
not hate you!! y
Venetia Corona gazed after the SWIFT
~ lying figure as it passed over the
starlit ground lost ii amazennent in
pity and in regret.
& As little tigress,' 8 she thought aand
vet with Infinite obility, with vond Ter
- aersns ef good ia her. How She