Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-12-16

raising his VOlcG TOT rear or aLLTAcLluS X 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. Sfle half-struggled moment and then ac- 1uiesced. 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 8 lady, and nestled against him as any child might have done.
 'Now tell me-" he whispered-the spoke softly all the time-swhy did you come here, Amer :
 It was the first time he had ad- :. dressed her without a title. q do not know she answered. T my room is over there, you know. ! { I couldn't sleep. I 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 long one, which sWeetened the name in his ears as she continued, ''T heard sound and I thought it might be his ghost. So I camel hurried too. I had no time i to dress"
 Were you not afraid?" X
 s"The marquis says the de Rohanst are never afraid. I didn't like it. but came On tiptoe, and then saw some thing black outside on the balcony and I walked over there. was little afraid, think, perhaps because I am part American" she added naively.
 Americans are never afraid, either, '' interrupted Grafton promptly.
 ''WelI, anyway, saw it was you, and was not afraid any more. And I watched you, stand and look,,, and 1 then saw you get over the wall, and then I was fearfully afrafdfor you, Philip I thought you might. be killed. I slipped out and caught hold of you, you came back, and now we are here together"
 There was a long pause. She slipped her arm about his neck and held him as if she feared again that he might fall. He scarcely knew what to say, l so he held her close and kept silent until she spoke once more. drawing herself away from him little as she did SO 4''I don't think knights carry their ladies around like this, do they? IT don't think it's quite proper, is it? But these stones are so cold, and forgot my slippers, was so anxious. f Tey oil ri crY0f Sir Dhf1fnPSs I She wriggled. her pretty toes as she anxfousIy sought for reassurance from her adnairer and companion.
 E Proper? Of course, and where Is Josette?" he answered, glad to get back to the form if 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 you doing here? You have not told me yet
 I'll thought I'd try-the tower, syou fknoW+4-the wall@~1to go adown.
 eyes, and was it for me?'
 For the life of him he could not lie to this confiding and innocent little girl.
 s'Lady Anne.'' he whispered; it was for--''
 But he did not seem to be able to tell her the truth either.
 i. :sYes, Sir Philip, it was for---''''.. Fer freedom then!" he said desper- sately. .g ;, \
 'Oh!'' she Quivered, land you were going to leave eme? 2" There was a world of tFeproacb in , her voice and then silence. Presently he discovered that she was weeping. Her small frame shook with subdued sobs. The sight alarmed him.. pained } him deeply; he could net throw of guilty feeling as he held her closely trying to soothe and quiet her. He ] was desperately uncomfortable, yet ] the scene must be ended if he were to get away He could meet her In laughter on common ground, but sobs were foreign to his philosophy, He had not enjoyed experience of this womanly weakness which is the weapon. of the helpless, and he was powerless before her tears He could not bear to see her cry, and suppose the marquis should see him, what would he think? Would he not con clude that Grafton had broken faith with him? And yet there was a pass ing sweetness in the situation too. He had no wish to terminate, the inter view; he forgot for the moment that he intended to escape that night
 Now, my dear little girl," he began at last, tits all play, you know This was most unfortunate state. ment. All her youthful energies had been bent toward the obliteration ot this bitter fact. That is moment oi the greatest sadness when we find out our hardly maintained realities have only been some other persons play
 Its been play all the time," she sobbed impulsively. T knew 1t was 80! I tried not to believe it! Josette .l -. N N