Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-01-26

glasses. The eyes of all turned from man to the woman decked in barbaric finery, who now stood trembling, dropping, at the head of the table.
 Law for 8 moment removed his gaze from the face of the regents guest. He licked lightly at the deep cuff of lace which hung about his hands. Your grace is not far wrong" said he. 1T regret that you do not have your way in planning for me surprise. Yet I must say to you, that have al- ready met this lady, .s.
 "What?'' cried the regent aYou have met her? Impossible! Incredi- ble! How, Monsieur Las? We will admit you wizard enough, and owner of the philosophers stone-owner of anything you like, except this secret of mine own. According to mademoi- selle's own words, it would have been impossible
 None the less, what have said is true" said John Law, calmly, his voice even and well-modulated, vibrating a little, yet showing no trace of anger lAoA oI uASC1tiol
 But tell you it could not bel" again exclaimed the regent.
 NO, it is impossible" broke. in the young Due de Richelieu. 'tI would swear that had such beauty ever set foot in Paris before now, the news would so have spread that all France had been at her feet" ot L with a gaze that seemed to pass through him, seeing him not Then suddenly this scene and its signifi- cance it's ultimate meaning seemed to take instant hold upon him. He could feel rising within his soul a flood of irresistible emotions. All at once his anger, heritage of an impetuous youth blazed up hot and furious. He trod a step farther forward, after his fash ion advancing close to that which threatened him.
 ''This lady. your grace" said he ''has been known to me for years Mary Connynge, what do you masquer- ading here?"
 A sudden silence fell, & silence broken at length by the voice Of the regent himself.
 "Surely, Monsieur Las" said Phil 1ppe, "surely we must accept your statements. But Monsieur must re- mem Der that this Is the table or the regent, that these are the friends of the regent. We bring no recollections here which shall cut short the joy of any person. Sir, I would not repri- mand you, but l must beg that you be seated and be calm!'
 Yet the imperious nature of the other brooked not even so pointed a rebuke. AS though he had not heard, Law stepped yet a pace nearer to the woman, upon whom he now bent the blaze of his angered eyes. He looked neither to right nor left, but visually commanded the woman until in turn her eyes sought his own.
 FThis woman, your grace" said Law, at length, twas for some time in eff feet my wife. This I do not offer as matter of interest. What would say to your grace is this-she was also my slave!'
 "Sirrah!" cried the regent.
 "Ah, dame!" exclaimed the Due de Richelieu. And even from the women about there came little murmurs of ex- postulation. Indeed there might have been pity, even in this assemblage, for the agony now visible upon the brow of Mary Connynge.
 Monsieur, the wine has turned yuu. head" said the regent, scornfully. You boast!''
 1T boast of nothing" cried Law, say agely, his voice now ringing with a tone none present had ever known 1t to assume. T say to you again, this woman was my slave, and that she will again do as I shall choose. Your grace. she would come and Hgipe tha