Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-03-07

door lighted from the front, with an out
look upon a courtyard in which was a
judas tree In full leaf with seats Of wicker
and rustic branches set out while here and
there in the shade stood small round tables
pleasantly retired-all showing degree Of
refinement to which Maurice had been
stranger ever since he left those inns upon
the great roads of England which are justly
held to be the wonder of the world.
But, notwithstanding, considering that he
was in one of the most remote corners of
France, and had just mounted up from
stable, what wonder is it that, Martin Foy
still plotting him, Maurice stood suddenly
aghast when. at the opening Of a door,
girl stood before him.
She wore a dress Of some rough-surfaced
stuff. excellently made, which fitted every
curve of her 1.-the young figure Motionless
as she Stood there was a suggestion of
something excessively active, vigorous,
feline
She wore a simple pomegranate flower.
red as blood, among the copious heaped
masses of her hair. 1t gave to her dark
beauty a Spanish suggestion, and, indeed,
she needed no other ornament.
MY daughter Yvettev said the landlord
of Bon Chretien" for all Introduction
The girl did not move at ALL Only her
red lips parted slightly, and she threw into
her great black eyes something for mo-
ment personal to Maurice Raith-something
also that he never forgot.
This Is that Mons Pierre of whom you
have heard" said Martin Foy; "he whom I
have been commanded to care for Ito the
everlasting honor of this housed by Jean
Cavalier himself during his sojourn among
us. He has brought us both arms and dis
patches from our allies of the north and.
for this beg of you, Yvette, nv daughter
to do him all honor"
indeed entreated Maurice who fore
saw difficulties If the landlord should go
about introducing him as the accredited
AMBASSADOR OF the allies. II who am come
among You am but the servant of SER
vant-one Pierre of Roche-a-Bayard and
Hool L am no great persona poor FYem-
ish carter only. and deserve but your plain
est fare" =
But even as he spoke he was conscious
that the girls eyes were upon him. smile
slowly formed itself upon her lips, which of
themselves. were gracious, knowledgable,
but more than little scornful
Let me see your hands!" she said. sud-
denly.
Maurice Raith, struck with sudden fear
that ne would not be as successful in pre-
serving his incognito as he had hoped. obe-
diently stretched out his hand She did NOT
take 1t in her palm. but let it lie lightly on
the pack OF her wrist. Then with her other
hand she turned the young mans fingers
over letting the points rest a moment on
the soft palm OF her hand, yet not caress-
ingly. but more as If she were making an
experiment.
Then quite suddenly she lifted her eyes
TO his. and gave him, as it WERE full vol
ley: They were not broken bits of the blue
OF heaven forewandered and lost like those
u -tHe-COrn. ftather great, storm
dark, ultra-passionate they seemed. the
Kind of eyes which forever seem to swim In
tears that are never shed-angry tears
mostly, yet capable, too, upon occasion. of
melting to singular. unexpected tender
ness. invincfbly touching because so rare
All, Master Pierre-Master Pierre. the
rouler, The carrier" trlled the girl half
iaughingly. half scornfully "Goods master
WAGNER = am glad to make your ac-
quaintance."
And I also am honored," said Maurice
speaking roughly. 1T Is pleasure to me
TO be here. The wine is better and tho
girls are prettier than they are In nv mart
OF the country. What more can a man
want? And that reminds me-upon my word
mao forgot, go bring me a can OF the
pest, lass. Wine seals friendship they saw
or perhaps because you are so pretty Won
would prefer to seal 1t in another way?"
He approached the girl with one arm out
stretched' his whiplash caught up In the
other. in the traditional attitude Of Jolly
Wagoners when they encounter the pref
TEST serving maid of an Inn. But Yvette
roy did not move an inch, nor did the half
scornfui expression of her eyes change
Some time before her father had disap-
peared down one of the many passages
met. nov
he had said. "Yvette will show You the
way when you are ready"
The two young people were all alone.
Yet In spite of this direct assault. Yyette
of the door.
. "Ah, no. she said. that might take in
FRANCES. the pastors daughter of Geneva
out not fvette Foy. Good master WAGNER
who have only couple OF blisters on your
rein fingers, where the skin should be hard
as horn. And these pretty, dainty hands
were never In any mans service, wot.,
She laughed loud. So deep and rich was
her contralto that 1t was almost like
the tremolo Of an organ. There was a GER
tam paipitating culver about 1t which SYM
pathetically thrilled the listener somewhere
within him, somewhere very close to the
seat of his being
Besides. all being said and DONE YOU do
not do 1t we'll" she said. .sI mvse,f noor
fvette Foy. that never had the chances Of