The Cairo bulletin., 1904-08-17
Copy rIght. lyOl, ny D Applston : co.. Sew York.

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voice He was so startled in spite OF
/, the quetness of her address that he
! nearly lost his hold and fell He re-
| covered himself. however. by a pro-
! digious effort, and aided by the girls
| nervous, clinging hands he drew him
| self up slowly. and swinging his leg9
back over the coping landed once more
on the solid floor of the balcony. The
| idea of disregarding her summons did
not once occur to him
Were you doing this for me?"
asked the girl innocently, still clinging
to him as If afraid to release him.
"Mademoiselie Anne! he cried in
great surprise and annoyance, why
are you here?" He was trembling vio-
ently from his exertions and the tense
emotions of the past few moments
why not, Sir Philip? You are here
yourself, you see. she answered I'M
suspiciously, approaching him and lay
ing an innocent hand on his arm and
looking steadily at him.
Eyes, but leone into the tower,
he said drawing her back through the
window into the room. How her eyes
cleaned in the moonlight! What
depths were there. what unfathomable
mysteries lurked within their shadows.
He had never seen them so before
They startled him-those eyes SO soft
ly tender, so deeply blue. And the ex-
quisite pallor of that face framed in
the misty blackness of her floating
hair--the girl was beautiful.
Following him into the chamber she
stopped unconsciously where the moon
light streamed in through the window.
For the first time he noticed what she
wore in the bright illumination APP
parently she was clad in her night
dress with a loose wrapper hastily
thrown about her shoulders; her little
bare feet cleaned like marble on The
stone floor One hand hung by her
side. with the other she instinctively
gathered the wrapper across her breast
with a movement at once modest vet
charming.
"Why, you are In your night-robe!
he exclaimed in establishment, but not
raising his voice for fear of attracting
attention. "Your feet are bare and on
these damp stones You'll catch your
death OF cold, My dear child"
He forgot that he was her knight,
and STOPPING down lifted her slender
form in his strong young arms. She
half-struggled moment and then ac-
ouiesced What was he TO do with
her? The carpetless room was bare of
furniture and, save for themselves,
empty He hesitated stepped into the
window sat down upon the low sill
and set her on his knee. holding her
firmly carefully tenderly She, too,
forgot that she was lady and nestled
against him as any child might have
done.
Now tell me-" he whispered-they
spoke softly all the time--"why did
you come here. AIMEE"
II was the first time he had adj
dressed her without title.
Il do not know" she answered. II
my room Is over there, you know.
couldn't sleep. | was thinking about
the Lady Jehane and her lover the
Baron de Croisic-and about you, Sir
Philip The pause between the
sir" and philip was Ions one,
which sweetened the name in his ears
as she continued, Il heard sound and
thought II might be his ghost So
| came-I hurried too. | had no time
to dress"
"Were You not afraid?'
1.-THE marquis says the de Rohans
are never afraid. | didn't like it. but
| came on tiptoe, and then | saw some
thing black outside on the balcony
and walked over there. | was a little
afraid. think. perhaps because ! am
part American" she added naiyely.
Americans are never afraid. either"
interrupted Grafton promptly.
We'll, anyway. | saw it was you
and was not afraid any more. And
| watched you stand and look. and
then saw you get over the wall, and
then | was fearfuily afraid-for you
Philip. thought you might be killed.
| slipped out and caught hold of you,
you came back b, and now We are hers
together"
There was a long pause. She slipped
her arm about his neck and held bin
as II she feared again that he might
fall. He scarcely knew what to say
so he held her close and kept silent
until she spoke once more, drawing
herself away from him little as she
did so. IL don't think knights carry
their ladies around like this. do they?
don't think it's quite proper. is 1t?
But these stones are so cold. and ]
forgot my slippers. ! was so anxious.
Is it ali right. Sir Philip"
She wriggled her pretty toes as she
anxiously sought for reinsurance from
her admirer and companion.
Proper? OF course. and where is
Josette?" he answered. glad to get back
to the form II not the spirit Of the
play.
Asleep" she answered. "the great
stupid. She doesn't care whether there
are any knights in the world or not
Bnt what are sou doing here? You
have not told me yet"
Ill thought I'd try-the tower