Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-12-01

to play with poison as a child with fire?''
Poison she screamed. She had been
facing him with whitening lips, and now
the little breath that she had left went
! from her in a sharp cry. Not poison; love
philtres! To win him back! Love philtres
can you not hear?'
Love philtres.' The old warriors voice
made the words bite with contempt. Did
the mouthfm she swallowed have that
effect upon your woman? Or do you think
you planted love in the breasts of the dead
solutions? Had you seen their writings
l think you would have called 1t by another
name.
He was standing over her now and she
was covering before him, her shaking
hands rising as though to ward off his
eyes I meant no HARM" she was wailing
with stiff lips. THE scroll said not a word
that it was hurtful. Do not kill me. 1
meant no" The word ended in an mar
ticulate sound and she swayed backward.
1T Randalin who caught and eased
her down upon the rustic chair and Ran
dalin who turned upon the Tall One. Saw
l never a meaner mani" she cried Ger
tainly l think Loke was less wolf minded
thar you. You know very well that if
Teboen had thought it would become a
cause of harm to her she would have re-
. fused to swallow it. 1 will go to the king
| myself and tell him how despisable you
are She stamped her foot at the united
ministry of the kingdom as she turned her
back upon it's representatives to speak re-
assuringly to her mistress
Her lover did not blame her that her
flashing eyes seemed to include him among
the objects of their wrath He said fiercely
to the Jarl For Gods sake, tell her that
no one suspects her of seeking his life and
give her his true message, or l will go and
hang myself for loathing.''
Tell her yourself!'' the old Dane snap
ped. 1T is seen that you are as rabbit
hearted the boy who makes her such an
offer. Were 1 in his place, 1 would have
them all drowned for a litter of wauling
Kittens. He looked very much indeed like
a wolf in a sheepfold as he stamped to and
fro, grinding his spurred heels into the
patches Of clover and growing in his beard
The young soldier had been known to ride
into battle with a happier face, but the
sudden gritting of his teeth implied that he
would do anything to get the matter over
with; and having braved the outburst of
Mysteries that redoubled at his approach,
he managed to slip a soothing word into the
lull Lady, the king sends you none but
good greetings 1t would make you feel
better If you would listen to Them
Then he-he does not blame me for
this?" Elfgiva quavered at last
He does not blame YOU the marshal
FASTENED to reassure her. "And in token
thereof he sends you your hearts desire.'
Plainly the elves had endowed their
gift. with wit to match her soul. Her
beautiful eyes were simple as an injured
childs as she raised them to his. How
can that be, lord, when Emma of Norman
dy is to get the crown of England? A wo-
man ten years older than he, to put the
best face on it! Who can expect me to bear
with this insult?" Her scorn went so far
toward reviving her that for the first time
she drew herself away from the support of
her women. and even made one of them a
sign to rearranee the locks she had dis
turbed.
Lest 1t revive her beyond the point of do
cility. Sebert spoke the rest Of his message
in some haste. 1T is true, noble one that
for state reasons the king has consented to
this union with Emma of Normandy, who
will bring him the friendship of Duke Rich
ard besides causing pleasure to the English
But the crown of Denmark Ia also at hie