Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1906-07-14

but they filled my body up with wine and
l rode my pony after them, many a day
that shall never be forgotten. This is to
tell you that my mother little wild girl
Of the Carpathians, died the year l was
born Her I do not remember thing to
be regretted for who may say what a
mothers memory may not do for that man
who will let 1t be his guiding star 1 did
not know her, Lady Evelyn. When they
carried my father to prison the priests
took charge of me and filled my head with
head of one who had ridden with Zallony
on the hills and heard the call to arms as
soon as he could hear anything at all. They
told me that my father was dead-five
years ago 1 learned that he lived. Lady
Evelyn he is prisoner and I have come
to England to give him liberty
He looked at her. waiting for a second
question. nor did she disappoint him.
Can my father help you to do that,
count?"
My dear lady consider his position An
English noble. bearing his honored name;
the master of great riches-what cannot
he do If he will? Let him say but one
word to my government and the affair is
done. ! shall see my dear father again
the world will be a new world for me. My
lord has but to speak
rs 1t possible that he could hesitate?'
IAN things are possible where human
folly is concerned"
Then there would be a reason, couuJ?"
And consequence. Lady Evelyn
oh" she said quickly, you are not
frank with me even now.
$50 frank that l speak to you as / never
spoke to another In all my life You are
the only person in England who can help
me and help your father to do well. l have
never did him wrong. He has refused to
answer me, yes or no. Why should l tell
you that delay is dangerous? If 1 am ST.
lent little while, do you not guess that 1t
is for your sake that l am silent? These
things are rarely hidden from clever wom-
en-. Say that Count Odin has learned to be
a lover and you will question me no more
They were In a lonely glade, dark with
the shade of beeches. when he made this
apparently honest declaration; and he
stood before her forbidding her to adj
vance further or to avoid his entreaty.
Her confusion, natural to her womanhood,
he interpreted in its true light. "She does
not love me, but there Is that in her blood
which will give me command over her.,
he said. And this was the precise truth.
Evelyn had. from the first, been fully
aware of the strange spell this man could
put upon her. His presence seemed to
her as that OF the figure of evil oeckoniug
her to wild pleasures and forbidden gar
dens of delight Strong as her Will was,
this she could not combat And she shrank
from him. helpless, and yet aware Of his
power.
You. are speaking to me of grave
things" she said quietly. My own feel
father owes this debt to you, he shall pay
It. will be no part Of the price. Count
Odin."
Cara mia," he said, taking both her
hands and trying to draw her close to
him, II care not how 1t Is II you shall
say you love me. Do not hide the truth
from yourself. Your father Is in great
danger. You can save him from the penal
ties of wrong. VIII you refuse to dc SO
because I love you-love you as I have
never believed man could love; love you
as my father loved your mother so many
years ago-with the love of race that
has fought for women and died for them:
race which is deaf when women says
no, which follows her, cara mia, TO the
end of the earth and has eyes for moth
ing else but the house which shelters her !
Wul you do this when your heart can COM
mand me as you will-saying. speak or be
client. forget or remember? / know you
better; you love me- Evelyn: you are afraid
to tell me, but you love me. That is why
remain prisoner of this house-5aeause
you love me. and shall make you my wife.
All. cara mia, say 1t but once-I loye you,
Georges, the son of my fathers friend
/ love you and VIII not forbid Your
words"
A strange thrill ran through Evelyn's
veins as she listened to this passionate
declaration. The frenzied words of love
did not deceive her. This man, she thought,
would so speak to many woman In the
years to come. A better wit would have
concealed his purpose and rendered him
less frank. He would sell his fathers lib
erty at my bidding she said, and the