Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-05-08

again. All, child, have you seen his smile?
Have you heard his voice when it's low
and deep and tender?-fourteen hours! Give
me something to make me sleep or L shall
be counting the minutes
That's how she talked through the night,
colonel. Do you wonder that l said she'd
never love the real prince? She's nervous
still, you see ah, so very nervous, and far
from strong that she feels things keenly
almost Historically. She let's herself go as
she wouldn't If she were well. All, Colonel
Won Altdorf, what's to be done when she
finds out the truth. as find it out she must
of course, in timer"
Won Aladorf dropped a heavy hand upon
his knee and sighed.
ASK your questions OF the good GOD,
I should answer them? I've grown gray in
the plots and schemes of diplomacy" he
went on presently. I've played strange
hands in strange games, mademoiselle, but
whenever Fate sat down across the table
and threw against me I was beaten. She 8
a queer lady. Fate. She takes strange
freaks, and no man may say what she'll
turn to next. I used to take boys delight
in trying to thwart her, in matching my
brains against her course, but as l grow old
I know more and more that no man can
beat or, check her. She's taken our game
out OF our hands when we least looked for
1t. She'll play 1t to her own ends, and God
have mercy on us all Wen still do our
best to avert catastrophe and to save I'M
happiness, but Fate plays the game, not
we."
but you'll not let the prince see herr
cried Miss Mannering.
mot I.' said Won Altdorf stoutly mot
If it's humanity possible to prevent it.
Trust me for that. He shan't see her.
Alas, mademoiselle, it is of the false prince
I'm thinking
"Ah, yes, yesv' she murmured, "Mr. NAL
lory! Oh. colonel II saw his face, too,
when they came up from the garden! 1t
was a tragedy. Tell me of him, Col. Won
to him at the first look in his eyes"
HE is a gallant gentleman" said Col.
Won Altdorf. 'if 1 am judge of men. Fur
Their than that know little. He has had a
varied and unhappy life, and he has certain
things to struggle against even now. Alas.
I fear we have given him, among US, q
greater thing than all against which to
struggle If we'd foreseen that POSSIBLE
ity! Our hopes and our fears, mademo1-
selle. hang upon the shoulders Of Denis
Mallory"
'And they've been together again today"
unused the girl
Altdorf. I'm heavens name. mademoiselle.
what of 1t? What If the lad does fall In
love with her and she with him? She's an
other mans wife, and that ends 1t! God
knows it's sad and cruel business. but 1t
can't be helped, and when it's over, when
she's well enough to be told the truth,
they will have to part, that's all"
But WIldt IL loNe pioFcS otIoHScE IIldIl
honor, colonel?' said the girl. musingly as
before. What If Mr.. Mallory-aye. and
the princess, too. when she knows the
truth, find love the StrOnger-throw you
over, leave you in the lurch?"
why. as for that, mademoiselle," said
Won Altdorf, slowly, a bit awkwardly, 'love
has not come my way often. Love and d.
plomacy have little in common, speak diff
ferent 1anguages-though on occasion d.
plomacy must use love- Of sort, to gain
its ends. It may be that there Is love great