The Washington times., 1903-02-15

the LOCKS That Strayed from under the
turban when Louis entered with firm
step, his head erect. his manner alert,
and a smile on his lips.
Louis XIV never permitted himself to
smile without a reason, and it usually
boded i'll for somebody. His face now
expressed surprise. as though he had no.
expected to find the apartment occupied.
Jeanette did not at first look up. but
continued twining her fingers in the
hair and pulling the ear OF the negro.
''MademoiseHe is drowsy this morn
ing" said Louis. advancing under the
canopy and raising her hands to his
lips, but fresh as any rose in the gar
den OF Versailles"
Your majesty is in mood for roses
today"
Yes; perhaps Jealous of them"
Can a king be jeaIous?" she asked
with real surprise.
'Mademoiselle-jeaI jealous" re-
pcated the proud monarch vehemently-
But why be Jealous this morning."
DO you wish to know" he inquired.
with a keen glance at her.
IF your majesty Will honor me with
your confidence
They told me that you we're not
here"
Not here repeated she. with ad-
mirable establishment. Where else
should I be. sire?"
"Ah! That is precisely it. where?"
"Ah, sire, You believe every foolish
rumor that reaches your ear"
NO. Jeanette. no. But am never
quite sure-never quite sure; l think
sometimes that you are playing with
me: that there is some one else. some
one else"
Sire" exclaimed she. really fright
ened at the ominous tone in which the
words were spoken. She gave Zamore
a vicious twinge by the ear which elicit
ed a prolonged howl from that small
person.
Yes. Mon Dieu! Playing with me.
repeated the King.
"Sire-Louis-King
But he had began walking up and
down the room. a habit with Louis
whenever he was deeply moved, which
was seldom. He did not reply
I'm
herself by torturing the negro. now as
sumed a Ianguid position. with her head
resting on one hand. A courtier would
have uttered signs Of admiration at
each new position she assumed-more
lovely and fascinating than Venus in
her she'll. .Zamore, entirely insensible
TO these graceful attitudes, beloved
with anger She endeavored to quiet
him by taking a handful OF sugar plums
from the table and filing his pockets
with them But Zamore was not 10 be
pacifed. He rudely turned his pockets
inside out and emptied the corrections
upon the carpet
"Oh, you imp" exclaimed jeanette,
giving his ear another twinge. which
only made matters worse.
DO not murder him" laughed the
King. who was rapidly forgetting his
own anger in Witnessing the superior
wrath Of Zamore.
He deserves all he gets. the wretch"
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though discerning a cloud pregnant with
kicks and blows. made his escape by
the nearest door.
An excellent aphorism. madcmoi-
sene," commented his majesty. dryly,
AN admirable expression Of worldly
philosophy"
Sire said Jeanette. disregarding the
sarcasm in which the comment was
framed
We'll. my lady philosopher"
do you ever forgive your subjects
for telling"
"Wel?" he queried suspiciousIy.
The TRUTH" she continued.
''Pardieu, An odd question"
But you do not answer" she insisted.
Am ! a King Petaud?"
"sun no answer" she replied, this
time with petulance.
1t depends somewhat on the sub
Iceland the truth"
IF 1. for instance. told you the
truth"
YOU You are queen. ma chere"
20, Sire" she exclaimed incredu-
lousy.
rs not your every wish gratifed:"
"Alas,"
..NcH7"
DO you remember my fortune tell
,r?"
Perfectly"
He predicted indeed. that should be /
queen. But his prediction is very slow
n being FULFILLED