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boots with rain and had howled so dis
mally all night long would not stir,
now that it was wanted. Noon came.
yet no wind, ard the sun shone as plac-
idly as if Captain Charles Brandon
were not Tuning with Impotence on
the poop of the Royal Hind. Three
o'clock and no wind. The captain said
it would come with night but shutdown
was almost at hand, and no wind yet.
Brandon knew this meant failure if 1t
held little longer, for he was certain
the king, with Wolsey's help, would
long since have guessed the truth
Brandon had not seen the princess
since morning and the delicacy he felt
about going to her cabin made the sit
uation somewhat difficult. After put
ting it off from hour to hour in hope
that she would appear of her own ac-
cord. he at last knocked at her door
and. of course. found the lady in trou-
BILE.
The thought of the princess going on
deck caused Il sinking at his heart ev-
cry time it came. as he felt that it was
almost impossible to conceal her iden-
tity. He had not seen her in her new
male attire COR when she threw off her
riding habit on meeting him the night
before he had Intentionally busted him
self about the horses and saw her only
after the great cloak covered her as a
gown He felt that however we'll her
garments might conceal her form. no
man on earth ever had such beauty in
his face as her transcendent eyes rose
tinted cheeks and coral lips, with their
cluster of dimples, and his heart sank
at the prospect She might hold out for
awhile with a straight face, but when
the smiles should come-it were Just
as we'll to hang a placard about her
neck, This is n woman" The telltale
dimples would be worse than Jane for
outspoken, untimely truthfulness and
trouble provoking candor.
Upon entering Brandon found Mary
wrestling with the problem of her COM
plicated male attire, the most beauti-
full picture of puzzled distress imagi-
nable. The port was open and showed
her rosy as the morn when she looked
up at him. The jack boots were in
corner, and her little feet seemed to
put up a protest all their own against
going into them that ought to have
softened every peg. She looked up at
Brandon with Il half hearted smile and
then threw her arms about his neck
and sobbed like the child she was.
"DO you regret coming, Lady Nary"
asked Brandon. who. now that she was
alone with him, felt that he must take
no advantage of the fact to be famil-
lar.
"No, no. Not for one moment. am
glad-only too glad. But why do you
call me Lady, You used to call me
Mary"
Il don't know; perhaps because you
are alone
"Ah. that is good of you; but you
need not be quite so Respectfully
The matter was settled by mute but
satisfactory arbitration, and Brandon
continued: You must make yourself
ready to go on deck. 1t will be hard,
but it must be done"
He helped her with the heavy jack
boots and handed her the rain stained
slouch hat which she put on and stood
a complete man ready for the deck
that IS. as complete as could be evolved
from her utter femininity.
When Brandon looked her over, all
hope went out of him. 1t seemed that
every change of dress only added to
her bewltching beauty by showing it
in new phase.
1T will never do. There is no dis
guising you. What is it that despite
everything shows so Enthusiastically
feminine? What shall we do? | have
it. You shall remain here under the
pretense of illness until we are we'll at
sea, and then | will tell the captain all.
1t is too bad, and yet | would not have
you one whit less woman for all the
world. \ man loves a woman who Is
so thoroughly womanly that nothing
can hide it,"
at the failure in herself.
She had thought that surely these gar
ments would make q man of her in
which the keenest eye could not detect
a flaw.
They were discussing the matter
when knock came at the door, with
the cry, "All hands on deck for inspec.
ton" Inspection. Jesu. Mary would