Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-03-24

has he. And 1 viii tell you by whom
some day. and before long. But not a
word will / say unlegs you part as
friends"
A mistaken" said BERTHE, hoarsely.
What mistake can there be? / know
the LADY, have left her only few
days ago
Hold your tongue!" she screamed.
furiously. There, go away Go home
and wait there till | send you word.
You can't refuse. You nearly killed
me, didn't you?-and you owe me
something"
BERTHE looked IRON one to the other
with deep agitation.
There is some mystery Il can't
fathom," he said, candidly.
There is" she said, quickly. But
| can fathom il, and | will-when /
please. And | don't please now.
won't say world There, you two
make friends, or-or-" she burst into
a hysterical laugh-"or shall faint
again"
Anything to prevent so dreadful a
calamity" exclaimed the count, who
had been looking and listening in
amazement and more than ever con
vinced that the English were all mad
Lord Dewsbury, Lord Villiars, you
have exchanged shots; your honor,
milords, has been indicated | echo
the peaceful desire of the sonora that
/ you do shake hands"
Look sharp" said Miss Mazurka,
as If they were two schoolboys. eff
! | don't keep my promise, and make it
all plain to you, why-why you can
fight over again, you know"
Lord BERTHE came forward and ex-
tended his hand
IF l have done Lord Villiars a
wrong" he said, gravely, anxiously.
Stuart Villiars took his hand and
held it for moment
Thank you, Dewsbury," he said,
his voice broken and low. 81 can say
that you have. If you knew all-but
cannot tell you. She of whom you
speak was to have been my wife"-he
paused for moment, struggling with
his emotion, then went on slowly, i'm.
pressively-"she is dead"
DO you hear?" broke in Miss Mazur-
ka, sharply, and frowning at him sig.
nifioantly. "She is dead! Now, moi
word more." for BERTHE, staring with
establishment, was opening his mouth
to speak. go to the hotel. I've
something to tell you, when it suits me
that will open your eyes far wider
even than they are! oh, here's the
carriage and my maid at last!" she
exclaimed, as the carriage drove up
with Lord Fairfax on the box.
Stuart Villiars assisted her in, and
offered to go with her, but she shook
her head at him.
mo. | want to be alone and think.
My heads in a whirl, and it all de-
ponds upon me. You go home and
wait till | send for you"
And with a glance half tender, half
imperious. she drew up the window,
and the carriage started.
BERTHE had gone, and the count,
whose head was in quite as confused
whirl as Miss Mazurka's packed up
bis pistols end surgical instruments,
humming an air from ''Lucrezia
BOrgia'
"a most extraordinary final, my
lord he said, Struggling his shoulders.
mo doubt you know what it all means,
hut nc for me-
| He raiseG lis hands to denote his
utter bewilderment
Stuart Villiars shook his head
NO" he said. But can wait. |
can rely upon this lady"
"A brave woman, a magnificent
creature" exclaimed the count, enthu-
siastically. and kissing his hand in the
direction the carriage had taken. "Ah,
that is the wonderment of your
countrywomen, my lord. So quiet, so
dove-like in repose, and yet when the
moment calls they soar like eagles.
Your lordship is a fortunate man, and
TO be envied."
Stuart Viliars shook his head.
"The lady is my friend-no more, .
he said biting his lip. What she has