The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1902-06-27

then running down to her waist in some
| sort of a pointed bodice all covered with
| tlowery design.
| She beautiful She would be beauti-
ful in the most wretched dress that was
ever cast off by beggarl She would be beau
tiful anywhere. But now. in such gown
as 1 had never seen, she was lovely a
specimen of young womanhood as stood in
| that room. or any room this side of heaven
aye perhaps, on the other side. too. But
/ knew her eyes and her voice when she said
with fine sarcasm, as she might to a
| stranger who had insulted her:
You deal in generalities. sir. tbs bad
| taste"
| I could not hold her look, and so let my
1 eyes fall, and shuffed my feet in awk-
/ ward fashion. Lord Howe saved me.
| lone must know the niece nowadays
| as well as the aunt, Ell, ma'am? Mistress
| Philipse, 1 have the honor to present
Mr. Merton" and he bowed with a rever-
ence and a look that did not like. What
| was she to him, wonder? In my turn 1
bowed and apologized. know not what, to
Madam De Lancy, and then in a moment
| L had been presented. as well as Acton, to
| several ladies and one or two officers
eral Patterson, and other young men and
women. Howe then moved away saying:
Mr.. Merton and his friend have ridden
far and eaten nothing, and by Sir Henry's
orders he is to be fed. Mistress Debby. will
| you act as commissariat?"
But Acton I saw with many misgivings
| already striding across the polished floor,
laughing and talking with the little mink,
4 he
reckless fool say? hated to have him out
of my reach.
"well. Sir Starved Man," said the young
| lady at my elbow, will you eat? must
| obey my orders"
1 offered her my arm, and bowling to the
group we went into the banquet room
across the hall. and when 1 had procured
some food of a nature that was absolutely
unknown to me-something of truffies and
spices, and sandwiches with paste of
know not what substance in them-she led
me without a word into the side hall and
sat down upon the lower steps of the stair
way.
80, sir" she began in another tone, Il
know now who you are. 1t seems that you
enjoy the profession of a spy" 1 turned on
her and looked her well in the face. do
you not think. perchance. that you might
take a hint from Major Andres situation
that may work i'll for him?''
Madam, said 1, IF could equal Andre
as man, L would be willing to belong to
what you are pleased to call his profess
sion. He was the type of a gentleman"
| ''Was?'' she asked under her breath.
''He is dead Mistress Philipse, or will be
in a few days." I said. gently.
ANDRE has been-been-"
'He was condemned two days ago."
TT is terrible terrible and she looked
at me with sorrow in her eyes. why do
you stoop to such things?"
81 am not such a man. am not a spy,
and what L do now is neither your affair
nor mine l serve one who must be obeyed,
and 1 do what he tells me to do. IT'S no
| more enjoyable a work than the one had
to do a few days ago" l knew not why l
spoke so bitterly. Perhaps because 1 had
not till that moment looked upon myself
doing the work indeed of veritabe spy.
You have me in your power, mistress and
you can tonight put an end to another
spy, as you are pleased to infer 1 am. L
cannot prevent you. Indeed do not know
| that 1 care to-"
She looked at me intently for some mo-
ments and then glancing beyond me muir
INJURED:
II do not know. l cannot tell. Perhaps
| should. for believe 1 know the reason for
your presence here, and it is no doubt my
duty-yes, indeed, have been there" she
cried, suddenly, in a lively voice. lis
pretty town, Boston, but so prayerful."
looked at her in amazement and then
heard over my shoulder:
"Debby It's long past midnight. We must
go home
She sat quietly moment, and l rose and
bowed to Judge Philipse, her father-a dig
nified and courtly grayhaired man of sixty,
in a kind of court dress. / suppose, with
long-faced coat and knee breeches.
81 will come directly, papa she said.
Mr. Merton is just here from a journey,
and Lord Howe has hidden me see that he
eats"
He bowed without word and moved on.
Il do not know what 1 should do" she
continued.
The tables are turned Mistress De-
borah." said !. my life is in your hands"
| and 1 saw her look quickly at with
serious depth in her eyes. Then that CLINT
came on sudden. and she murmured:
Very well, then, you will do exactly as
bid. or-or suffer the consequences"
| 81 must
Then accept the invitation you will re-
| ceive in a moment for tomorrow night"
Il can do naught but my duty, and that
occupies me-"
"Oh, you cannot? We will see. 1 shall
take my course as you select" Then in an
instant she was looking at me earnestly.
do it for me. 1 want to tell you of some
thing" and she got up and walked towards
a lady of graceful figure and as sweet and
sincere face had yet seen in that gay
| room.
Mr.. Merton, let me present you to the
dearest woman in this whole world, the
| Baroness Riedesel."
With an amused laugh the lady gave me
her hand. and 1 bent over 1t without af-
fectation. for any one could see that she
was generous, loving woman with heart
big enough for all, and face that was as
beautiful it good. She spoke with
a marked accent but in perfect English
81 am very glad to know Mr.. Merton"
4 ssQ,,t that said he 1on