The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1904-05-01

laugh. i'0ei tam
He walked away from the table try
ing 20 snap his fingers, and, suddenly.
ne reeied; ne reeled, ais If he had been
overcome Dy the poison Of his jealousy
-as II thought had stabbed him +o
the heart. There was an instant wheres
ne slgnt OF the man moved me more
lllan anything I had seen of passion
ave suIierlng before (and that was
nOeIi1ilsl or nave seen since. He long4 ri
ca 70 XII me- felt 1t in the very air
- - tne room; and ne loved her too much
q; udre. lie laughed at me across the
table had ridiculously misunder-
stood very proper and natural kind
ness or girl with not much WORLDLY
experience. He had known her from,
the earliest childhood -
Take nv word for ~, -,
mered. nc STAIN
1t seemed to me that there were
tears in his eyes. A stiff smile We wae
parlihg his lips. He took UP the pis-
toi and evidently not knowing anv
thlng about it, looked with an air of
curiosity into the barrel.
was time to think of making nv
caIeer. That's what I ought to she
at your age, he repeated ain1lessly
was an Englishman He hated me
and 1t was easy to believe this. Though
ne neither glared nor grimaced. He
smiled He smiled continuously and
rasner pltlruily; But his devotion. to q
ton was great enough to overcome
even tndt, even that. Did I UNDER
stano! owed 1t to the lady's regard.
winch, for the rest, 1 had misunder-
st9od-.stupidly misunderstood
Well, at your age it's excusahlet"
numDl66. n fIof
Il see," 1 said slowly. Young as
was. 1t was impossible to mistake his
motives Only man OF mature wears
ana really possessed by a great pas
s1on-by passion that had grown
slowly, till it was exactly as big as his
soul-couid have acted like this-with
that profound simplicity, with such
resignation, with such horrible mod
GRAFTON. But wanted to find out more
And when would you want me to go?'
| asked, with Discrimination of which
would not have suspected myself ca
paple moment before. / was matur-
ing in the fire of love, Of danger: in
the light Of life piercing through nv
youthful innocence.
All" he said, banging the pistol onto j
the table hurriedly. AT once To-
night. Now
Without seeing anybody?"
Without seeing Oh. of
He was very quiet now. Il thought
you looked intelligent enough" he said
appearing suddenly very tired II am
glad to see your position. You shall
go far in the royal service, on the
1alth OF Pat OBrien, English as you
are | will make it my own business
for the sake of-the Riego family.
There is only one little condition"
He pulled out of his pocket piece
OF paper, a pen, travelling inkstand.
He looked the lawyer to the life; the
Spanish family lawyer grated on an
Irish attorney.
you can see nobody. But you
ought to write. Dona Seraphina nat
urally would be interested A. cousinl
and shall explain to Dom
Balthasar, of course. - will
dictate: Out of regard for your flu
ture' and the desire for active life, of
my own free WILL / accept eagerly
understand"
aOh, yes, she'll understand I said.
Yes. And that you will write Of
your safe arrival in Timaulipas. You
must promise to write. Your word
by heavens, Senior o,Brien,.
burst out with inexpressible scorn. Il
thought you meant your villains to cut,
my throat on the passage. should
have deserved no better fate &
He started. / shook with rage A
change had come upon both OF us as
sudden as If we had been awakened
by violent noise For a time we did
not speak a word. One look at me
was enough for him. He passed his
hand over his forehead.
What the DEVILS in you, boy? he
said. L seem to make, nothing burt
Mistakes
He went to the Ioohpole window,
and. advancing his head, cried out /: tsFsR
The schooner does not call tonight
He had some of his cut-throats
posted under the window. could not
make out the reply he got; but after.
while he said distinctly, so as to be.
heard below: 20
81 give up that spy to YOU, Then
he came back, put the pistol in his
pocket, and said to me, 'Fooli I'll
make you long for death YETI
you've given yourself away pretty
WELL" / said. Some day I shall UNI
mask you. 1t will be my revenge on
you for daring to propose to me ="
'What?" he interrupted, over his
shoulder. you Not you-and I'll
tell you why. It's because dead men
tell no tales
He passed through the door-a back
view of a dapper Spanish lawyer, all
in black, in lofty frame. The calm.
strolling footsteps went away along
the gallery. He turned the corner,
patio, into whose blackness filtered the
first suggestion of the dawn.
(To be Continued)