The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1903-01-23


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been hiding so long even from herself was
indeed. a crunpled ball of paper, no larger
than walnut. -
Moving apart from Lady Drayton and |
Sir Peter, who were examining some curl
Gus old diamond buttons, and turning
away from Lord Waverley, who seemed
inconveniently inclined to follow, the girl
began to unfold the paper with fingers
that trembled in time to the beating of
her blood. Something was written on the
side of it-that was certain!
Ewes first sensation on beginning to
read the written words was Of disappoint7
neutrality-suspicious. SO, bitter that she
could feel her heart sinking down, down.
But as her eyes, almost ready to fill with
tears, ran rapidly along the family traced
lines, they frightened, and at last she
could have sung for joy. TO be
sure, the letter was not from Dick, but it
was almost as good. It purported to have
been sent by his request, and Eve did not
for an instant doubt the writer's truthful
ness. Why should she? Who could have
taken the unknown person into their love
secret if not Dick himself, in sore need of
an ally? '- = -. =
y. The letter was in English, but so word
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other country; and it had been written
with pencil. ~
Gracious young lady, it began. "One
who loves you faithfully, but the name of
him it is better not to say here, is my
good friend. We have for a long time
been friends to each other. Knowing me
so well, he tell me much of his affairs.
Last night he arrived at my house, here
in Tangier, where he has come before in
years ago. He have tell me he follow you
here from Gibraltar, because it is import
ant Of all things he Sc and speak with
you. Yet he know not how to do, tell
say. Here, in my house, is it not? I,
too am a lady, but married to an official
under the government If you will trust
yourself to come for a little time; a short
hour, will happily receive you, as q friend
and a chaperon. You can talk what is
| needed to say together, and then you can
go again to your people, and no one can
ever know it has been. My friend i'm
plores it of you on his knees, and I, too,
| for him; he is SO good and fine, and he
has come so far, and must so soon go
far away where you cannot see. But
it must be that your noble father do not
| know, he will not permit. 1t must be
secret from all. Through this entire day
he waits you, at my house. How to ar
range, I know not to advise Your af-
fairs are strangers to me. But If you
can separate from your friends, or make
a promenade with your maid. by your
two sells, the bell dancer, Sidi Mahrez
will expect for you, and be ever ready tC
escort, where may you be in Tangier il
matters not for he shall watch well. He
is faithful to me because of much Otter
give. Have then no fears. I say to Sid
| Mahrez at good hour, this morning
look for the blonde young lady, yer,
beautiful, who will be surely to walk il
the town to-day with the two English
noble people, brother and sister, you hav'
often see in the winter. This letter, giv'
to her when you find possible, with no on,
seeing. My friend say, if you really love
it will be that you come, for it is the on
way, and then perhaps years not to see
:. My note, when you have read it, you Wi
be best to burn with the fire, till it is n
| more seen. If to-day it is not spossibl
to come. tomorrow he still expects an
waits. but after that no more. And to
! day he hopes for, because he loves WE'LL
r Your friend and his.-Lola H. NJ -
I Dick in Tangier, and perhaps. tgoint
away for years! There seemed so mucl
t to think Of, SO much to wonder at, tina
think at ALL She could only feel, and sh
: knew that at any cost, she and Dick mus
!, meet. She must know what were tn
important things" he had come from
! Gibraltar to Tangier to tell. Maybe h
meant to beg her to leave her father an
run away Will ulIll, Out no, IQdL WOOl
not be like Dick. He was too honorable
e Had he not acted almost as II he hate
her sometimes on board the Lily Mai
rather than let her guess that he cared
Of course she had guessed-any gil
n would, but that was not his fault; an
often she had been perfectly miserable
p because one couldn't be quite, quite sur
{ that one wasn't mistaken. s-.#
4 1t seemed simple enough, now, that tn
q bell dancer had been able to single lie
l. out from among other foreign visitors
y Tangier. Lola H. NJ" Dicks friend, ex
e planned all that; and Lord Waverley ha
|, told her earlier in the morning that oil
o Sidi Mahrez knew hin, very well. It wa
n easy for Dick to surmise that she swoul
a walk in the town and go up to the So
e with Lord Waverley and his sister: an
a everything had fallen out so TAR exactl
II as they had calculated. AS Eve was won
It dering how she could possibly contrive !
h so and spend an hour at Lola's house vi
y known to her father and the others, Lor
, Waverley Joined her, and his talk pre-
vented her from forming any definite plal
a She grew frantic with Impotence for f1v
: more quiet minutes alone, but it was use
8 less to hope for such a boom. Sir Pete
Q called her; to look at the diamond but
n tons, and she had not a moment to her
4 self until they arrived aat a hotel whel
n it was ARA ngeds that they should luncl
: rather than break into the days sightsee
o ing by going back to the yacht.
y This hotel stood on a hill, in the mids
e of a shady garden, and commanded
n splendid view. of Tangier, it's blindin
g white houses, its gaily coloreds dome
d sapphire expanse OF sparkling sea. Thei