Waterbury evening Democrat., 1905-01-04

ana there, Tn your mothers land. Anne. make home and happiness to- gether."
 Philip" she cried. persuaded yet resistant, "I---l cannot"
 He gently led her toward the win- dow. faintly protesting, feebly strug- gling. How masterful he was, this wooer who would not be denied! Could she resist him? Her will-ay, but her heart, was traitor, and to every plea he urged it beat yes, yes. yes! ..
 Mercy, Philip! De Vitre! Mon- sieur de Kersaint! My grandfather, my country. my home! Pity me Do not ask. l am weak before you. I cannot. and yet if you say so, I must! Oh. look not SOL"
 1 But you love me. Can you not trust yourself with me? Will you not give up all these things for me? Love is selfish-yes, know it: but that I cannot help. I must ask you to throw aside all of your life for me, and me | alone! love you so! Nay, you shall, you must! Come."
 i He bent lower to her and poured his soul into her own in burning glances. She had fought good fight, 1 she had struggled to keep her heart and keep her faith. It was over. "I throw them all aside, Philip!" she cried, the relief of the decision ap- parent in her joyous voice. And if , you will take me as I am. will go with you to England, to America, to the end of the world, event.
 But the sacrifice he asked with loves egotism, and which she was so willing to make with loves altruism, was not to be.
 Some one comes!" cried Josette in great agitation, thrusting her head through the door. Quick, hide your self, monsieur, or you are lost!" It would be impossible for him to carry out his plan of lowering her from the tower now; it would take time, and they must be unhindered.
 GO, go!" cried Anne, you will be captured-killedi"
 Without you! Never!" answered Grafton. You must conceal me"
 But where?"
 'There!" cried Josette. pointing to the countess bed chamber. Iris the only place"
 She opened the door into the ad- joining room. Grafton, pressing kiss upon Anne's cold cheek. sprang through it and closed it after him. He felt himself safe in that peaceful haven of her maiden innocence, as if he had stepped into a sanctuary, be- fore a shrine. He remained standing by the door, which he had left slight ly ajar, so that he could both see and hear all that went on in the other room.
 "Sit, mademoiselle. control your self" cried Josette, as some one tapped at the door.
 Anne, trembling violently, sank down on the fauteuil. turning her face from the light. and struggled resolute- ly for composure, while Josette opened the door. Instantly young man dashed by her.
 Monsieur de Vitre," cried Anne, rising to her feet in naughty sur prise, "how dare you come to my apartments uninvited. sir?"
 "Mademoiselle," cried the French man, am so desperate could go any- where! I have sat silent too long. I heard you engaged to Monsieur de Kersaint in the hall below, yet your troth is plighted to me. Forgive me, l am mad, crazy! To see you, to love you, to have you promised to me, and then to listen to this announce ment tonight. know not what do You are mine, mademoiselle. and yet you have scarcely allowed me to kiss your hand. Is this the fidelity of a de Rohan? Your hand is promised, you were not free. He.shall not have you. You are mine by every right" i Stop, Monsieur de vitre! My word is-was-yours, and l had honestly meant to keep it. but do you not recall that in the hall of the Chateau St. Louis I told you when first permitted you to consider yourself engaged to me that it all depended up0 the mar quis; a declaration. sir. that repeated in my own house in Quebec. when you were released from confinement, that have said over and over again to you in the ship? He would not hear | of it, sir. even when We broached the subject tentatively. 'Tis impossible And there is one right. sir. that you never had"
 And what is that. pray?"
 'I do moi love you. sir. nor did ever pretend to do so.''
 Do you love this de Kersaint. then mademoisellee" cried the Frenchman i furiously.
 Monsieur. you have no right to 1 question me-
 Right? Are you not my promised wife? But I remember you told me you loved no gentleman of France. Is there any one else? You blush. made moiselle. That Englishman? What a [ | ha, n,,.h hn |,