Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-05-09
How the Germans Make Dyes.

opinion! God above, Won Altdorf, has there
been no Draga Maschin? Has there been
no Katia Petrofski? Novodnia is not the
German empire, man. nor the kingdom OF
Italy, Who cares whence came a Balkan
princess? whether she was a king 9 dausn-
ter CIR a peasant s?
Its never been the custom of your house
to marry save in royal circles" said Won
Altdorf. Your mother was no peasant s
daughter my prince. I give you my word
that If you attempt to seat madame beside
you your son Will never reign In NoVoonla,
but a Paleovitch will take the throne that
your fathers have held for century upon
your death, If not before-a short time be-
fore"
The prince dropped his face into his
hands and covered his ears.
will you have DONE MANI" he groaned.
Don't I know all you say? Haven't
spent sleepness nights without end over 1t !
Let be. let be. Won Altdorf! l can't bear II
now Wait till it faces us! Give me time
to think. Great God, was ever man SO
beset?''
But one thing more, SIR persisted Won
Altdorf. IAN important thing. 1t is too
much to hope that you were not, or at least
will not be. followed here. Those devils
are too clever to miss the chances Georgias
is out of It, Of course, for he's in the noun
tains somewhere about Makarin, but his
arch-cutthroat, Won Steinbrucke is always
in the capital, spying about. He'd know
you were gone in the course of a day or so,
even If he didn't constantly keep you shad-
owed, as Is most pTODdDle, anu ne u ne OIL
here or send some one with band of their
men at once. Keep indoors, sir, as much
as possible. Never go abroad without some
of us with you, and never go abroad at all
in the night. Think of bit of news from
Paris that would most please Georgias, and
would set him-you know where"
The prince settled back in his chair and
dropped his hands YEARLY into his lap.
Il am in your hands, gentlemen, he said
in tired, overwrought voice. DO as you
will One thing only insist upon. I am
here in Paris, wisely or foolishly. as you
like and here / stay till 1 have seen my
wife and made myself known to her, till
we have come to an understanding. shall
no go back to Novodnia till all this mys-
terry and uncertainty is cleared away, till
/ know that the Princess Eleanor will fol-
low me when she Is able"
But that sir-'cried old Mackenzie
and bit his words sharply in two when Won
Altdorf raised a warning hand.
why then. with that we must be con-
tent" said Won Altdorf. save that the
Princess Eleanor is in no state to be told
the truth or to receive 1ou at present, sir
meantime with all care-God send no i'll
fall upon Novodnia while you are absent"
Denis Mallory had been standing by the
window that looked out over the grass plot
and shrubbery to the narrow little rue Bois-
sonade. He was screened fron. without by
the white lace curtains that hung before
the window.
He turned and beckoned with his eyes to
Colonel Won Altdorf. who. after moment.
yawned and strolled nonchalantly across
the room.
There's pair of shabby looking chaps
studio for half an hour" whispered NAL
lory. They're gotten up to look like 1tal-
ian models out of work. but don't think
they're models unless they're newcomers