Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-03-14
CHAPTER XII.
The Spy Hole on the Stairway.

II have heard of your SO great kindness
to our poor folk" said Yvette Foy, her hand
still warm within her new friends grasp,
and my heart was touched when I saw
you carry the poor dead babe yesterday
from the house Of Anna Moureau!"
Flower-o'-the-Corn blushed, and then
suddenly smiled at the new conner brightly
and cordially. H.
1T was kind of them to let a stranger do
SO much,' she said. And then changing
the subject she added, You are Mistress
Foy. are you not, the daughter Of the hos
teller who has spoken SO kindly to my
father at the preachings?
II am indeed Yvette Foy," the girl an
swered, land one much honored to make
your acquaintance Why have we not ere
this seen you at our poor house OF the Bon
Chretien?'
"Because-because-," said Frances, her
face breaking into a slow smile, in my
country 1t Is the custom to wait for an in
vitation before setting foot across ones
neighbours threshold" -..
But my father tells me he has often in
vited yours to sup with us!' persisted
Yvette.
Flower-o' -the-Corn looked slightly dis
tressed.
Il had not thought" she began. and then
stopped; that is, had not supposed you
would wish to see mel
And why; pray? Someone has been
But tale-telling, even in Its mildest form
Of telling on the tale-teller, was impossible
to Flower-o -the-Corn.
IT heard" she said artlessly, that you
were SO clever!"
Yvette Foy laughed aloud in her turn
you will not tell me who told you." she
not know it!'' o Il
Frances simply. II have only followed my
father from city to city and from camp to
camp. I know only men.
In her inner heart Yvette thought that to
accomplishments, but she did not say so.
She only drew her arm through her COM
panion's with a smiling, happy air.
The two girls walked apart from the
crowd of the market place. smiling and
conyersing Such a pair for loveliness was
never seen together-fatr and dark, corn
flower and passion flower pearl and boack
diamond
Pity me-" said '-vette; II have no
Nor I!' Frances answered with quick
sigh, instinctively drawing her new friend
to her Il know-at times it is hard for a
girl. Do you remember her?'
Yes truly" said Yvette, "she held my
father from this folly Of his while she lived
And when she died-then it was he sent
me to school in Parasite be out Of his
way!'
"Ah." said Frances proachfully, lido not
speak thus of your father-if he is all that
is left to you, as mine is! And besides my
father says he is a good man."
Yvette laughed a little laugh, very deep
in her throat.
yes" she said scornfully. "a good man,
doubtless-that is to be some one else 8
father 1t is very well for you, my fair
lady, who go out everywhere into the world
of men with your father. seeing new lands
and the faces of new folk and brave SOL
diers, and great men-very easy for you to
prate to -Yvette Foy of fathers!"
NAY, nay,n said Flower-o '-the-Corn,
blushing, eI know what you mean very
well; but. indeed. 1t is not so. There is no
man anywhere, In highland or lowland,
mountain or isle, whose company I would
prefer to that of my fatherr'
Then the more fool you, with such
chances!' murmured Mistress Yvette under