Evening bulletin. [volume] (Honolulu [Oahu, Hawaii]) 1895-1912, 1904-03-28

our hostess with charming laugh,
"and I am quite sure you must be sadly
in need of dinner.
"If YOU don't mind taking what be-
lieve you In England call "pot-luck' l
think my cook can improvise some
sore Of an addition to our usual meal.
Dinner will be served In the sale
a-manger in half an hour. Meanwhile,
II monsieur will be kind enough, ex-
cuse me-
The dinner was excellent. and though
there was no wine. we finished up with
cup of most excellent coffee, and 1t
was when our hostess was engaged In
pouring ont Jack Redford's second cup
that he said, smiling straight into her
wonderful blue eyes:
you must let me thank you, mad
anne, for one Of the pleasantest even
ings that have ever spent In my life,
and II you would only sing the same
song which guided me here
ALAS. monsieur, ! should not dare
TO play the accompaniment TO an audi
ence, remember so little of 1t, and
have no music"
perhaps can play It for you,' said
Jack BEDFORD, as he seated himself
at the piano. and played the opening
chords.
Our hostess gave little gasp Of
amazement.
How strange that monsieur should
know the air when II is not even pub
lished. But perhaps you know Senior
Zuliani also?" she added eagerly.
Eyes, know Zuliani," said Jack
Redford. but what has that got to do
with it,"
"a great deal, Monsieur, since the
music is his. Oh. but 1t is such lovely
music that find 1t difficult to realize
that Signor Zuliani could have written
IL.
"He was my singing master at the
conservatoire in Milan, and 1t was by
his advice that came to spend couple
of months in the mountains. But al
though he was an excellent master, /
should never have dreamed Of his writ
ing great opera like the Southern
Star.
when he came here a month ago
and offered me the title role 1t seemed
as though the height Of my ambition
was reached.
1T is such a Joy to me to practice
the lovely melodies that when, alas!
the whole thing came to an end"
Then you have not signed any con-
tract with Zuliani?" said Jack Red
ford quietly.
mo, Monsieur, the-the conditions
imposed were such that / could not
but refuse them.
"Signor Zuliani was pleased to say
that he would return In a few hours In
order to give me another chance OF ac-
ceptance, but have already given
Francois instructions not to admit
him."
Il wonder whether you would BE
kind enough to revoke those orders and
allow me to interview Cignor Zulu
; AMI" said Jack Redford coolly. 1.-THE
fact is. Madame"
II am Mademoiselle, not Madame,
and my name is Astrid Jensen" inter-
,rupted our hostess, smiling.
Jack BEDFORD bowed. "Then per-
haps, Mademolselle.' he said, you
will be SO very kind as to grant my
request, particularly when l assure
you that Signor Zuliani had no more to
do with writing the music OF the
Southern Star than my friend Dick
Dalston had
Then who did write the opera, Mon
sieur?" questioned our hostess, eager
ly.
That" said Jack BEDFORD, smiling
l"is rather long story, Mademoiselle
but II you are quite sure 1t won't bore
you--" He broke off as loud knock
Numbered at the door and was fol.
lowed by an excited voice demanding
admittance.
A moment later Francois entered
, with message to the effect that Signor
Zuliari begged the favor of just few
minutes conversation with Mademoi'
selle.
saw our hostess glance interro-
gatiyely at Jack Redford before she re-
piled that she would see Signor Zulianl
in the adjoining room
AS Jack Redford held open the wide
door that separated the two rooms
DO not trouble to close It, Mon
. 'seur," she said.
II do not care for another tete-a-tete
, with Signor Zuliani, though II you pre-.
, fer 1t, Signor Iuliani need not guess
that you are here
Jack Redford bowed, and could SEE
; his brows drawn together in deer
frown as the Italians oily greeting
reached us from the next room.
, Five minutes later he jumped to hi:
: feet and stood with clenched fists lis
tening to Sgnor Zuliani's smooth
tones.
4 You had better consent Mademoi
. selle," he said, III you make your de
, but in the Southern STAR as the wifi,
OF the composer"
I II have already informed you of m!
3 decision on that point" said our host
: ess coldly, "and l fail to see why yo,
, have again trespassed on my time"
. Because love you, and have mad
4 up my mind that you shall be mine
I Just as surely as the music you love i
I mine, and | am"
a "A bit of liar, Ell. Signor?" inter
rupted Jack Redford, coolly, as h
Q stepped across the threshold and con
Q fronted the Italian.
Q "Ten minutes later Mademoisell
+ Jensen interrupted my story of tn
}, stolen manuscript with little neryou
@ cry.
Listen! Oh. Monsieur, do you thnl
4 A