Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1907-08-24

course he had been ratheE silly IN
pnlnng his gun, for even IL the United
Etates-where he devoutTy wished him |
self at that moment was a misde- |
meanor to carry concealed weapons
He felt of his cheek He would return |
some day, and If It was the last thing
he ever did, he would slash that lieu
tenants cheeks. The insolent beggarl
To be struck and not to strike backi
He choked.
Gradually his eyes became accus-
toned to the dim light, and he cast
about
The deuce" he muttered.
He was not lone. Huddled in the
far corner was a woman heavily yelled.
Young or old, he could not tell. She
sat m~otfonless, n appeared to be
looking out of the opposite window.
Well, SO long as she df6 not bother him
be would not bother her. But he
would much rather have been alone.
He took out his passport and tried
to reAd 1t. 1t was impossible. So he
rose, steadied himself. and turned UP
the wick of one Uf the lamps.
He did not hear the mufied excIamar
ton which anne from h other end.
He dropped back upon the cushion
and began to read. So he was George
Ellis, an American student IN good
standing: he was aged 20, had blue
eyes. light hair, was six feet tail, and
weighed 15s pounds. Hai he had, then,
lost 80 poaInds in as many minutes?
AT this rata he wouldn't cast a shadow
when he struck Dresden. He had
studied three years at the college; but
what the deuce had he studied? If
they were only asleep at the frontier!
He returned the document to his
pocket, and as he did so his fingers
came into contact with the purse he
had picked up in the oad that morn
ing-Hildegarde von Heideloff. What
meant Fate in crossing her path with
his? He had been perfectly ~contented
in mind and heart before that first
morning ride; and here he was, sigh
ing like a furnace. She had been
merely pretty on Monday, on Tuesday
she had beer handsome, on Wednes-
day she had been adorable; now she
was the most beautiful woman that
ever lived. (Ah, the progressive adj
JtClINcs that lltaAS ~ lO'Caj mas y
was quite evident that she had passed
out of his life as suddenly and mystic
riously as she had entered it. He
would keep the purse as a souvenir
and some day, when he was an old
man, he would open it.
There is something compelling m
the human eye, q magnetism Upon
which Science hes yet to put her cold
and unromantic finger. Have you
never experienced the sensation that
some one was looking at you? Doubt
less you have. Well, Max presently
turned his glance toward his silent
fellow traveller. She had lifted her
veil and was staring at him with won
dering, fearing eyes. These eyes
were somewhat red, as If the little
bees of grief had stung them
"Yout" he cried, the blood humping
into his throat. He tossed his hat to
the floor and started fer her end IF the
compartment
She held UP arhand as if to ward off
his approach. II can hear perfectly"
she said; -ft is not needfnI tfmfI you
should come any nearer"
He sat down confused. He cunid not
remember when his heart had beaten
so ir~regular1y.
May l ask how you came to enter
this compartment" she asked coidly.
Il jumped in,'-simply. What was
to account for TINS strange attitude?
$50 l observe What / meant was,
by what rightg"
TT happened ITO be the only door
at hand, and I was in a great hurry"
Where was his usual collectedness Of
thought? He was embarrassed and
angry at the knowledge.
Did you follow me?" Her nostrils
were ~palpitating and the corners OF
her mouth were airawn aggressivefy.
Follow YOU" amazed that such an
idea should enter into her head. why,
you are the last person ] ever expected
to see again, Indeed, you are only a
fairy-story; there is, | find, no such
person as H~ildegarde Won Heidelaf."
CLEARLY he was recovering.
81 know It," c~ahSidly. ut was my
rmother's name, ami saw fit to use It
She really hoped ne hadn't followed
her.
you had no need to use it, or any
name, for that matter. When I gave
you my name it was given in good
'faith, The act did not imply that I de
sired to know yours
But you did,"-imperiously.
YES. Curiosity is the brain OF our
mental anatomy When Max began
to utter tall phrases IT was a sign Of
@~ven-balanced mentality
And if ! hadn't told you my name.
you would have asked for it."
~Not the first day"
We'll. o would have on Tuesday"
moi a bit Of a doubt" He certainly
wouldn't show her how much he cared.
(what was she doing in this carriage?
She had said nothing .ftraf morning