The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1902-04-18

should be removed to consecrated
ground. There he has lain under a
stone marked only Don Pedro, who
gave his life In battle for Friend
1t shall be so no longer-all Gauta-
RIGA shall ring with the valor OF his
last deed. and crowd to his grave to
do the brave old hero honor"
The Marquis for once had been
thrown off his guard by the revival OF
these never.to-be-forgotten scenes, and
as memory again brought the hero
ism of Barrajo before him his face
lighted up with an enthusiasm 1t had
not been allowed to disclose, 10, these
many days.
And Dona Juanita, seeing the tran
STORY change surveyed him with Kind
ling eyes.
"Ah! Senior Jack. such satisfaction
is sweet to the heart of those VINO
have loved and been thrown aside. l
sympathize with you, and nothing
would give me greater pleasure than
to be allowed a share in your plans
to make your interests my own. Per-
haps a woman's wit might help you to
secure a quick and terrible revenge
You mean we'll, Dona Juanita;
thank you for the interest shown In
my welfare, but whatever my plans
may be, they must concern me alone.
I could not permit any one to join me
in their prosecution, least OF all you,
whom l have known and respected IN
other days. So l beg that you Will
forget what you said, and let us hold
intercourse as friends who have met
after long separation"
One look she gave him; it was like
the glowering stare of a tigress about
to leap; then her mood suddenly chang
ed, and she laughed in a mellow way
that had no trace of anger in tin
times past this popularity had been
very manifest in her disposition-the
sudden change of front such as marks
the consummate actress and the dan
gerous woman.
"Just as you say, Marquis, but l
have a rarely obstinate nature, and,
having set my mind on any object 1t is
hard to balk me. Here comes my de-
lightful hostess and kinswoman. At
some later date / trust to see you
again, when we may chat over scenes
in the misty past"
He nodded assent.
The Marquis was glad when my lady
dragged him away to another part
of the garden to meet others of her
fair guests; but he understood what
hidden meaning lay beneath the words
which the black-eyed Spanish beauty
fioated after him, and which would
arise many times to haunt him:
EAU revoir, Marquis; l always keep
my world"
The opportunity had come at length.
A few hasty words from his hostess
and the Marquis found himself face
to face with the woman whose false
ness to her VOWS had sent him, a
smooth-faced young man, an exile from
England five years before.
He had prepared for the meeting
and not by the culver of an eyelid
did he betray himself.
Fedora was as lovely and charming
as ever, more matronly perhaps, but
showing no sign OF the passage of time.
Several times the Marquis knew his
companion was looking at him intent
ly, thinking herself unobserved.
Perhaps some faint memory was
struggling for existence in her mind
some floating straw at which she
clutched in vain.
Sooner or later doubtless she would
awaken to the discovery of his iden-
tity, but when that time came the
Marquis believed he would have so
aroused the old passion that must, dur
ing these years, have lain dormant in
her heart, that she would even give
ND a ruined husband, wretched home,
and flee with him.
Ito be continued)