The Wenatchee daily world. [volume] (Wenatchee, Wash.) 1905-1971, 1906-09-13

lie strcye hard 10 set curb upon his
temper. He felt that it was for him
TO do so. and yet it did not come kindly
to his imperious nature
"There is nothing to be gained. ma
dame" said he. ''by using words which |
are neither seemly for your tongue nor
for my ears. You will do me the jus
tice to confess that where l might COM
mand am now entreat!nG."
ooh. you show too much considera-
ton. sire! Our relations of twenty |
wears or so can scarce suffice to eX-
plain such forbearance from YOU"
Your words are bitter. madame.
FRANCHISE. be reasonable, implore you.
We have both left our youth behind"
1.-THE allusion to my years comes
gracefully from your lips"
"Ah, you distort my words. Then l
shall say no more. You may not see
me again. madame. Is there no ques-
ton which you would wish to ask me
before ! go?"
Good God" she cried. sis this a
man? Has 1t heart? Are these the
lips which have told me so often that
he loved me? Are these the eyes
which have looked so fondly into
mine? Can you then thrust away a
woman whose life has been yours as
you put away the st. German palace
when a more snowy one was ready for
you? And this is the end of all those
vows, those sweet whispers, those per-
suasions those promises-this."
NAY, madame, this is painful to both
of u.s.
Pain. Where is the pain in your
face? l see anger in it because have
dared to speak truth. see Joy in ii
because you feel that your vile task
is DONE
my patience can bear no morer'
cried the king furiously. II leave you.
madame, and forever
But her fury had swept all fear and
discretion from her mind She STEP
ped between the door and him. her
face flushed, her eyes blazing, her face
thrust little forward, one small white
satin slipper tapping upon the carpet.
You are in haste. sire? She is wait
ing for you doubtless. But it was
disappointment last night, was it not,
my poor sire? All, and for the goy ern-
ess, what blow. Great heaven. what
blow! No archbishop. no marriage,
all the pretty plan gone wrong. Was
| it not cruel?'
| Louis gaZed at the beautiful, furious
| face in bewilderment, and it flashed
across his mind that perhaps her grief
had turned her brain. What else could
be the meaning of this wild talk of the
archbishop and the disappointment? 1t
would be unworthy of him to speak
| harshly to one who was so afflicted.
| He must soothe her, and, above all, he
| must get away from her.
| 'You have had the keeping Of a
good many Of my family jewels" said
/ he. 81 beg that you will still retain
them as small sign of my regard"
He had hoped to please her and to
| calm her. but In all instant she was
| over at her treasure cupboard hurting
double handfuls Of precious stones
down at his feet. They clinked and
ratified, tie little pellets OF red and
yellow and green. rolling. glinting over
! the coJ. and rapping up against the
oak panels at the base Of the walls.
'"fhey will do for the governess II
the archbishop comes at last"' she
cried.
! He was more convinced than ever
that she had lost her wits. A thought
struck him by which he might appeal
to all that was softer and more gentle
the door, pushed it half open and gave
whispered order. A youth with long
golden hair waving down over his
black velvet dOublet entered the room.
It was her youngest son, the Count Of
Toulouse.
81 thought that you would wish tc
bid him farewell" said Louis.
She stood staring rs though unable to
realize the significance of his wori:I
Then It was borne suddenly in upon
her that her children as we'll as her loy.
or We're TO be taken from her, that this
other woman should see them and
! speak with them ana win their love
while she was far away. All that was
evil and bitter in the woman flushed
suddenly un in her until for the instant
she was what the king had thought her.
/ If her son was not for her then he
should be for none \ jeweled knife
lay among her treasures ready 20 her
hand. She caught it up and rushed at
| the covering lad