The midland journal. (Rising Sun, Md.) 1885-1947, 1901-02-08

ObClAuCAIuCk uOlO yOu OA hoAO WAOuO
to me charging me with all sorts Of
wickednesses for endeavoring to find
you.
.'No. Lord Donal. did not learn it
from her. In fact. if you had opened
the door of the inner room at Mr.. Cad
bury Taylor's a little quicker, yoQ
would have come upon me, for was
the assistant tho tried to persuade him
that you really met the Princess Won
Steinheimer. -
Lord Donal for the first time laugh
ed heartily.
"Well. if that doesn't beat ALL And
suppose Cadbury Taylor hasn't the
slightest suspicion that You are the per.
son he was looking forY'
"No, not the slightest. -
81 say, that is the best joke have
heard in ten years, said Lord Donal,
and here, breakfast arriving, Jennie
gave him his directions.
aYou are to drink a small portion of
that brandy, she said, land then put
the rest in your coffee. You must eat a
good breakfast and that will help you
to forget your roubles-that is, if you
have any real troubles.
"Oh, my troubles are real enoughi"
said the young man. "When met yoq
before, princess, was reasonably suc-
cessful. We even talked about embassa-
dorships. didn't we, in spite of the fact
that ambassadors were making them.
gelves unnecessarily obtrusive that
night? Now you see before you ruined
man. No; am not joking. It is true.
was given Il commission, or, rather,
knowing the danger there was in it, !
begged that the commission might be
given me. 1t was merely to take letter
from st. Petersburg to London. I have
failed, and when that is said all is
said.
"But surely" said the girl, lyon
could not be expected to ward OFF such
lawless robbery as you have been the
victim of"
"That is just what I expected and
what supposed could ward off. In my
profession, which, after all, has great
similarity to yours, except that I think
we have to do more lying in ours. there
must be no such word as fail. The very
best excuses are listened to with toler-
ance, perhaps, and a shrug of the shoul-
ders, but failure. no matter from what
cause, is fell doom. / have failed. I
shall not make any excuses. Twill go to
London and say merely, The Russian
police have robbed me. Oh, / know
perfectly who did the trick and how II
was done. Then shall send In my res.
ignation. They will accept it, with po-
lite words of regret, and will say to
each other: Poor fellow He had brill
liant career before him, but he got
drunk, or something, and fell in the
ditch. All, well. we won't talk any
more about it r.
"Then you don't despise the newspa-
per profession, Lord Donal?"
"Despise it Bless you, mol Hook up
to it. belonging myself to profession
very much lower down in the scale Of
morality. as L have said. But. prin-
cess. !" he added, leaning toward her.
twill you resign from the newspaper IL
resign from diplomacy :"
The girl slowly shook her head. her
eyes on the tablecloth before her.
81 will telegraph my resignation. /"
he said impetuously, ''if you will tele-
graph yours to your paper
'You are feeling i'll and worried this
morning, Lord Donal, and SO you take
pessimistic view Of life. You must
not resign.
| "Oh, but must have failed, and
that is enough.
''It ISM enough. You must do moth
/ ing until you reach London
~ like your word must. Jennie"
said the young man audaciously ''It
implies something, you know. -
"What does 1t imply. Lord Donali"
she asked, glancing up at him.
| ''It implies that you are going to leave
/ the Lord off my name"
''That wouldn't be very difficult" re-
piled Jennie.
81 am delighted to hear you say so. {"
exclaimed his lordship, "and. now that
I may know how it sounds from your
dear lips. call me Don.
.sNo;, if I ever consented to omit the
title, Ishould call you Donal. like
the name in its entirety"
| He reached his hand across the table.
l. ''Are yon willing, then, to accept q
nan. at the very lowest ebb of his for,
| tupesf + know that If were of the
mold that heroes are made Of would
hesitate to proffer you blighted life.
But loved You the moment ] saw you.
and, remembering my fruitless search
for you, / cannot run the risk of losing
you again. have not the courage"
| She placed her hand in his and looked
him for the first time squarely in the
: eyes.
"Are you sure. Donal," she said,
"that am not mers effigy on which
you are hanging the wornout garments
of past affectionf You thought was
the princess at first. ~
mo | didn't" he protested. "As
soon as heard you speak l knew you
were the one ! was destined to meet.
"Ah. Donal. Donal. at lovers per-
juries they say Jove laughsl | don't
think you were quite so certain as all
that. But |. too. am coward. and I
dare not refuse you.
'What an unholy spot for a pro-
posal," be whispered, land yet they
call Russia the Great Lone Land. Oh.
that we had portion of it entirely to
ourselves.
The Girl sat there, asmile on her