The Weiser semi-weekly signal. (Weiser, Washington Co., Idaho) 1904-1911, 1905-03-11
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An interesting story Of duel witt
Captain Foy gained currency for
time, The captain was said to have
wounded the marquis slightly by fou
means, but Foy was absent much Of
the time ON business for the governor
and the story was forgotten save fol-
the passing glamour it cast upon the
new favorite.
The nobleman's preference for The
beauty of williamsburg was soon per
ceived, and very early Mrs. Byrd bad
begun to hint at broken hearts and the
folly of young girls who set their eyes
too high
Anne herself was never 90 beautiful,
never SO brilliant never 30 wtllfuily
captivating. as now, when a scarf OF
gayety hid the passion Of many hearts
fermenting.
On an afternoon they two, Anne and
Armand, walked slowly under the
pines that stretched down from the
gateway OF GLADDEN. Hall.
Just before the marketed gateway
he stopped.
''You are cruel to me, mademosseile"
His voice was anxious, vibrating, long
ing.
"Why cruel, MONSIEUR
"Ah, I need not tell you thatF' be
said, looking at her earnestly. els 1t
that l have failed? Am not some
how what you would wish ina noble
man? Ia there something lackingT
She shook her head. mo, nor
"Yet something is different have
searched SO hard to find what 1t Is.
have seen you at the routs and have
danced with you, but you are not the
same. At Greenway Court, there where
the leaves were falling-I wish it could
have been so always, us two, in the
forest-you were kinder and not so cold
to mer'
"Marquis!" There was a spiendor of
color in her face, bent sweet to him.
Her eyes, tinted and lustrous, were
gay beneath the warm glimmer of her
hair
"Marquisv' repeated the young man,
flushing. 81 was not that to you In the
forest l found then that you were
not like the ladies of my land, who
know naught save grandeur and titles,
but that you could be above such
things, that you were such one as
have dreamed must be somewhere. /
ask you only to be to me as you were
then-as you were that day when the
governor came back-when sat with
you on the hillside. Can you forget,
that l am not just the
same that l was thenY'
you are so much more. Then did
not know who you were"
Il would the governor had not come"
he said. II would have remained to
you just the same as 1 had been-the
same as when for one moment l held
you In the broken coach, and that mo-
ment when I opened my eyes at Green
way Court and saw your facet"
She felt her hands trembling, her
heart beating its way through her
breast. His voice was very low as he
went on:
"a man finds some time the one of
all the world he would not have cold
to him. He may never have seen her
her whom he has looked for all his life
the woman In his heart! But he al
ways knows her when he hears her
speak! He can never know when or
where that may be. 1t is at the ball or
walking in the street or riding in a
coach. That day, mademoiselle-and
1t was before you knew-I was lust
NJ. Armand, not the Marquis de la
Trouerfe- was not great then, but
Just a man-and unworthyr
NO." she said, her tone tremulous;
not unworthy. That night at the
tavern In Winchester-that was the
bravest thing had ever seen-the
nobiest! Do you think anything, any
thing, could make me forget that?"
"And you would have come to me,
But now-but now
She looked at him with a little vi
Drant thrill Of pride. How sweetlv
blind he wasl @Now?" she asked.
Now l can only ask you to remem-
Der that it was NJ. Armand, not the
who knelt to you when Won
aid your hand on his head that night
1T Winchester, with the whippoorwill
Ind the moonlight and who told you-
what he is trying to tell you now, what
he tried to tell you when you saw him
wing at Greenway Court, only Won
would not listen"
She turned to him look that was all
netting. all tenderness, all confusion of
impulses, a look that caught him and
leld him spellbound.
You kissed me-" cried Armand in q
voice. "You kissed mel II
vas not dream! Look in my eyesn
She looked at him. paling. feeling her
lands imprisoned in his own. He
aughed with a low. fierce delight. FOR
Ter breath was quick, her ewes Iike
mist and fire.
DO you love meY' he breatbed
udden passion leaping in his voice
DO VnfI Love .s..es8