The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1903-08-19

| seen you at the CASTER
Eyes, frequently
"Will you tell me your nameT'
you would not know me by name"
Are you an ofiicerY
mo. am new to the service"
Then I'll see that you are promoted.
| like your stanchness. How old are
you?'
Il am-er-twenty-twO."
"Of the nobility
MY father was of noble birth"
'"Then you must be so too. hope
you'll forgive my rudeness. I'm bit
nervous. you know"
81 forgive you gladly"
"Devilish rough road this"
"Devilish. 1t is mountain road"
That's where we were too"
"Where who wereT
"Oh, a young lady and some time
ago. just happened to think of it,"
1T could not have been pleasant"
You never made a bigger mistake
in your life"
"Oh, she must have been pretty,
then"
You are right this time. she is glo-
riOus"
Pardon me. They usually are in
such adventures"
by Jove, you're a clever Onew
Does she live in American"
That's none of your affair"
"Oh" And then there was silence
between them
"Inquisitive fool" muttered Gren to
himself
Ior some tine they bumped along
over the rough road, jostlihg against
each other frequently. both enduring
stoically and silently Suddenly Lorry
remembered the lantern. 1t was sill
lit with the slide closed when he threw
it on the seat. Perhaps it still burned
and could relieve the oppressive dark
ness if but for short time. He
might ut least satisfy his curiosity and
look upon the face of his companion.
Leaning forward, he fumbled among
the traps on the opposite seat.
Il think I'll see if the lantern is
lighted. Let's have it a little more
cheerful in here" he said. There was
a sharp exclamation. and two vigorous
hands grasped him by the shoulder,
Jerking him back unceremoniously
NO. no. You will ruin all, There
must be no lightr' cried the soldier, his
voice high and shril
But we are out of the city"
Il know. | know. But | will not |
permit you to have a light Against |
orders. We have not passed the out
posts eXpostuated the other nervous
ly.
whats the matter with your voiceT |
demanded Lorry, struck by the change
in it.
MY voice." asked the other. the |
tones natural again. It's changing. |
Didn't it embarrass you when your
voice broke like that?' went on the
questloner breathlessly. Lorry was
now leaning back in the seat, Guite a
little mystifed.
81 don't believe mine ever broke like
that" he said speculatively. There
was no response, and he sat silent for
some time. regretting more and more
that ii was so dark.
Gradually he became conscious of a
strange. unaccountable presence in
that dark cab. He could feel n change
coming over him. He could not tell
why. but he was sure that some one
else was beside him. some one who was
not the soldier. Something soft and
delicate and sweet came into existence.
permeating the darkness with its un-
deniable presence. queer power
seemed drawing him toward the other
end of the seat. The most delightful
sensations took possession of him. His
heart fiuttered oddly. His head began
to reel under the spell.
"Who are you?" he cried On a sort
Of ecstasy. There was no answer. He
his match safe and with
trembling. eager fingers drew ii from
the pocket of the coat he was wearing.
The next instant he was scratching a
match, but as II fiared the body of his
was hurled against his and
n ruthless mouth blew out the feeble
blaze
'Oh, why do you persistT' was cried
in his ears.
Il am determined to see your face"
be answered sharply. and with low
cry Of dismay the other occupant OF
the carriage fell back in the corner.
The next match drove away the dark
ness and the mystery. With blinking
eyes he saw the timid soldier budding
IN the corner. one arm covering his
face. the other hand vainly striving to
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