The Caldwell tribune. [volume] (Caldwell, Idaho Territory [Idaho]) 1883-1928, 1903-12-26

memberp' archly asked REESE. "PTobably
the latter circumstance was the cause OF
the former"
{ He laughed.
Perhaps; but think, If he had never
seen. Helen, he would have been your
captive. How would you have treated
him, petite?-as you treated me last
nightT' 49,
YES"
"I believe II. How fortunate he Is!
endured agoAy last evening, Rose!
His tone was sad as he said it.
agony, LOUISE"
'Lest should gain the very boon
seemed 90 earnestly to crave. But you
were true to Robin. was more than
satisfied with the result Of my trial. And
then, what joy filled my breast, with the
ringing echo Of that sorrowful, yet hrm
denial Of my suit! 1t was music to me.
"Why, Louis-Louis! Where are you'
my boy" shouted the rich, clear, merry
voice of the Count de Clairville, from the
terrace; and the next moment they heard
his step approaching the library.
Rose sprang up.
"Lset me 60, Louis" she said.
"Away, then, my bird" And he sprang
to side door that opened ON a staircase
leading to the gallery above. This way
Rose. Our mischievous friend, l strongly
suspect, knows all about this business OF
ours, and Is inclined to tease me little"
And the door closed behind Rose just
as the summons of the count was heard
ut the opposite entrance.
1t required some hours of retirement
and silence in the solitude Of her own
chamber to restore to Rose anything like
her usual tranquility. The excitement OF
the last four-and-twenty hours had their
effect on her, and every nerve was thrill
ing to the tension produced by 1t. Quiet
was impossible; so she fastened her door,
and walked the floor to work off in some
degree the restless agitation she felt.
When she had succeeded in wearying
herself with the exercise she sat down.
and leaning back among the cushions,
laughingly and resolutely shut her eyes,
| with the determination to sleep. This
was a difficult matter, however. Her
mind was not quite composed yet. Rose,
! after she had bathed her face, had her
hair re-arranged and made some altera-
| tons In her dress and descended to the
| saloon.
Louis was gone to the village. The
marquis and his friend, Count Frederic,
walking together on the terrace, were en-
gagged In conversation. The Countess
Marie, in one corner, read quietly from
a favorite book. Helen Montauban
nd
wore a brighter and better pleased ex-
preston than in the morning; for Fran
els Egerton was away. She beckoned
Rose Immediately to her side.
| "Truant! where have you beenT she
said, smilingly, as she made the young
girl sit by her and stroked her bright
hair.
SIN my chamber, Helen" answered
Rose, laying her pretty head against the
shoulder Of her companion, with happy
and loving confidence.
| "A penance of solitude and reflection,
my fair sister? What sin have you com.
mittedW
"No sin-n0 penance was mine. l was
restless. l went to become calm and
quiet"
l anu buSCCCOVA3 l. IAlAh' DuC VII
ais you, Rose? What is in your eyes
| your face? Some reflex from underlying
emotions-glad emotions. You have had
good newsY
"No-yes! All, do not ask meat least
not now!' laughed the young girl. "Come
to my chamber to-night-will you, Helen
or, will come to yours; it does not mat
ter which; and then l will tell you what
I cannot-dare not tell you now, here, il
this broad daylight, with eyes and ears
all about US. Yes-ah, yes, Helen! l an
gladP' She laid her face ON Helen'i
breast and clasped her arms about her
A strange expression fitted for mo
ment over the countenance of Mademoi
selle Montauban. 1t filled her dark eyes
with a glance of quick and searching
meaning, as they rested fxedly on Rose
But 1t was only for an instant; for Rost
lifted her head again, and those sweep
ing, jetty eyelashes yelled every CLEAN Of
the awakened spirit.
(To be continued.)