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

| Anger leaped from the young noble'n
| eyes as. in his turn. he came be-
tween her and the Jarl. He said
| forcefully, NO one shall ask anything Of
you that you do not want, nor shall any
| KING compel you. Yet l think | have a
right to know what his will is with you.''
1ou nave not, the Dane contradicted.
! DO you think the kings purposes are to
| be opened to the sight of every Angle who
becomes his man? Nor have you any right
| soever over her who is the kings ward.
promise to be obedient' -
She gave it in cry of despair. Il must
i know l must'' then sought to make
| peace with her lover by laying caressine
| hands on his breast "And he is right
! love, that'1 ought not to tell any one 1t
| Is another one of those thing that you
must trust
But for once the Etheling's will did not
bend to her coaxing: his mouth was dog
gedly set as he looked down upon her II
! trust no man | do not know" he answered,
and L do not know Canute the man-nor
| do greatly like what l have heard of him
| or this plan of sending me from the city
| at this time. You have no cause to re-.
proach me with lack of faith in you, Ram
daiin, for when every happening-even your
! own Words-made it appear as if il were
love for Rothgar Lodbroksson which
brought you into the camp, 1 looked into
your eyes and believed them against all
else In the intensity of the living pres
| ent he forgot the dead past-until he saw
| its ghosts troop like gray shadows across
her race.
Love for Rothgar Lodbroksson?r she
repeated, drawing back. Then You did
| believe that l could love Rothgar?" Her
| voice rose sharply. You believed that
| followed him.
Too late he what he had done Il
said that ! did not believe it, he cried
hastily What l thought at first in my
beWllderment-tha could not be called be-
lief. Now 1t was the present that he had
forgotten in the past, as he strove desper-
ately to recapture the phantoms and thrust
them back into their graves.
But she did not seem to hear his explana.
lon as she stood there gazing at him, her
mind leaping lightning-like from point to
point 1t was that which made you be-
have so strangely in the garden" she said,
and she spoke each phrase with a kind Of
breathless finality. You thought that l.
was like those-thcse other women in the
camp" AS he tried to take her hand she
drew farther away, and stood looking at
him out of eyes that were like purple shad-
ows in her white face 1t was with a little
movement of anger that she came to her
self at last And what are you think
ing of me now? Do you dare to dream that
the king Turning, she confronted the
old warrior fiercely. .'Thorkel Jarl | ask
you to tell the Lord of Ivarsdale as quick
as you can what the king wants with me-
That l will not do, the Jarl said
quickly. You know no prudence. maiden.
The Lord of Ivarsdale is also English a
mishap might occur if
She flung the words at him; IT care not
If it lose Canute his crown! If you will not
risk 1t, will tell him that the king settles
tonight with Edric of Mercia and his men.
and that it is to witness the punishment
of my kinsmen's murderer that he has sent
for me. AS for my camp-life, ask Rothgar
himself. or Elfgiva. or the king-or any SOL
der of the host OF them all. you alon0
have thought such thoughts of me- She
flung up her hands against him in kind o3
heart-broken rage "Youi To whose high.
mindedness trusted everything 1 havers
Hiding her face. she ran from them, sobt
bling. into the house.
(To be continued tomorrow