The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1902-09-11

from taking the night train on Thurs
day, couldn't you? He has talked of go
| ing on Thursday, anyhow"
That would be dishonorable," she cried
clinging to him, as If afraid to trust her
| self.
He flung her. off. Now know!'' he
you love him! Ha! ha! You talk about
minutes ago? Tell me you hate me-
=, BY this and Lore she was crushed.
She was so full Of remorse and love that
| she could. not tell right from wrong. He
browbeat her into agreeing to the trick.
The night train left Vera Cruz at ten,
and brought Pedro to Mexico early Fri
tanned a notification from the secretary;
but Pedro had seen 1t first 1t would be
delayed. When her betrothed left her.
was in Isabel. She could use, her pow
er, do the bad trick and hold the Cali
| fornfan; and how beyond all else desirable
was his presencel Or she could be hon
dro and jeopardize Pedro's prospects and
| lose Don Carlos. The complicated prob
lem agttated her. and sent her stumbling
into the dining room; where she fell
| Carlos came in; it was twenty minutes
I OF ten. and he wondered If he could pull
himself away that night, not knowing
how important 1t was.
IT am going now; your father and Pc
dro win meet me at the train
She turned her sad eyes to him. $50
"There is some old barrier he answer
I ed, enchanted and sinking to a chair"
! that shuts me from that which would
! keep me-"
| barriers are human" she said, with
the mad red on her temple
| "And love, you mean" he asked. sim
ply lis divine, and breaks them?
| of the toml5s miniature roof, and put
] her hand in between the pillars, and
touched the nnala s face in there. She
plot made her hold him. But now she
must; now she was enchanted, too. "You
/ said you loved me- she replied, when
you oughtn'tt to have said it."
| Because he answered, "you are
bound. away from me. | seem to die
each day; no, every time see you die. I"
Her face was turned away, and her
not only do die every time / see you
but when don't see you'll die then,
| too
She could not say anything. :,
| ooh, can we-can we! Do we dare!'
these bonds did not love him; they
| made them; now am grown strong, and
I have nay life to Lead
He took her; and his lips burned; and
| hers, too burned.
In the morning she was afraid to get
/
| When she knew that he was gone, to
| Mexico, and too late to see Diaz, her
remorse was full grown-so. MANY kinds
of it! The world was disintegrated; life
| was grown death-l1ke.
| Carlos arrived in the evening at Mexico
| City and went with some friends to the
here but an hour ago. A happy fellow,
| that Pedro; buoyant. Next morning,
thinking of Isabel, knowing that God had
| joined them, Moratin went in blue cab
10 fha no innn ne
/ bore Diaz with technicalities; he would
| strike straight, with certain salient, new
features. His company's methods would
do more for Vera Cruz than any other,
| and Diaz was quick to see.
| Six hundred feet long, and ancient, is
| that palace, stretching all along one side
Of the plaza Nearby are e. the cathedral the DR.
| way, Carlos passed into the court. Up
| the stairway of .-onor he walked, con-
f1dent of success. He waited, with many
| chandeliers winked and there were heavy
] hangings and French chairs.
By slow, successive stages he came
nearer to his goal. the aid-de-camp es-.
| he wait. and then in large square room
with the presidents staff. At last. a
| bell announced his turn and soldier led
him. in. The room was hung with Car
| lota's red damask, wherein were Max
| imilian's many crowned eagles woven. But
| the man who rose from an arm chair to
greet him was not Diaz; it was the min
lister of finance Jose Limantour.
/ "A mistake Senior Moratin," said he.
| "I have taken up your time uselessly.
| The president has gone SOUTH the drain,
age question was setti l before Eth ne We en,o
went back to the club: failure in this
meant failure in all. On this he had
ms b r 70 70 9 se back
/, the bottom again and begin the weary
climb all over.
Diaz had settled the question! He
knew what that meant.that the q. door 90.
room of the club, and life had lost its
| VIM Was there, then, no more to do,
but turn his back on Mexico and return
"You look down in the mouth, Moratin,' -
| Cried Pedro.
Moratin arose. stood clutching the back
of his chair, and said very quietly: What
| do you mean?
"Oh don't go and raise fuss over it..
! Be man. Ais lair in war, you know
war on the buzzards! She said she
thought she could keep you till the train
Moratins impulse to plunge across the
] table at the grinning victor was mastered
/ and now he forgot all save Isabel, and
! went out.
This was the telegram he sent to Isabel:
you have ruined my fortune, and my
life. I would curse you If ! could l can't
stop loving you. This is the end.
/ his was the dIlSW liiot SeAi..O - AiAiAi :
.tDon't kin me. Believe. Wait for me
| three days. I will mend everything or
| die. Promise to walt"
THAT seemed to lift him out of grave
Yet he could not believe. But, unable
| to 20 away. he laughed with bitterness.
| then wept the quick smothered tears OF
Telegram had bound him there.
In the meantime, she had realized fully
the crime she had committed t Now;
early that night, and packed little
satchel For the northern girl to run
away is hard. But what prejudices, OBJ
| stacies, walls Of custom must be broken
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