The Montgomery advertiser., 1908-10-11

Andalusian dancing--we will go also; so we shall meet again, senores.'' The ladies had entered the waiting carriage. and the men now mounted th cir horses.
 And MademoiselIe?, said Paul, sud- denly addressing her chaperon. and glancing significantly at the two dis tant figures on the bridge.
 "Mademoiselle prefers to walk" re- piled Mrs. Tudor stiffly as she arrang- ed her feather boa. "Mademoiselle is quite happy"
 Paul. with an abrupt change of man ner. suddenly leant over, uttered sew eral rapid sentences in a low voice.
 The coachman turned his head and waited. Dona Luisa turned her head and wondered. then all at once the Marquis drew back. with the gesture of one shaking of a load. nodded im- periously to the driver, and suffered the great carriage to pass on. As 1t thundered up the slope. 1t was accom- panied by the two gentlemen. and the tail of the plunging black stallion was the last abject to be seen as the little cortege swept round the corner.
 Hester had Jagged and loitered on purpose; something implacable and hard within her. some strange. mex orable force--of which she was a little afraid-forbade her to seek. or to speak to. Paul. It strangled the soft and passionate impulse that cried out for one word. or even a glance. It was this foolish impluse that invariably made excuses for. and pardoned, all Pauis shortcomings; but on the present occasion an inward opponent had held 1t in an iron grip and quelled its struggles.
 q see you know that fellow. the Marquis de Sarazin." said Captain Tu- dor. 'I suppose you met him at Bier ritz?"
 "Yes. we knew him there." she answered with an effort.
 "A tremendous lady-killer, by all ac- countsl'
 To this she made no reply beyond a quick compression of the lips.
 Upon my word. cannot understand any English woman fancying that sort
 "oh. T'-and she hesitated-"don't know"
 His father. the Duque de San Telmo, has a big estate near this. I suppose he is looking after 1t 2"
 q suppose so-most likely he is."
 "It is managed by the old boy with the white beard--the Condo de Trubia. the Duques cousin. who lost every blessed stiver in Cuba, like many an- other Spaniard." .
 "oh, did her" she murmured.
 "Yes; he lives out on the property, las veraldes; 8 beautiful place. There is capital boar and deer-shooting in the mountains behind 1t. Next time I come must ask Aunt Luisa to get me few days sport-she is very chummy with the de Trubias. We'll. will sound Aunt Laura about Glib. this very even- ing-my leave is up on Saturday-no time to loose, eh?"
 NO, suppose not" Her air was ab- stracted; 1t seemed difficult to engage her reluctant attention. Miss Forde was evidently tired. and not disposed for conversation. He recollected that she had made a long expedition that morning, but it never occurred to Cap tain Tudor to connect that lady's silence and her lack of interest in the Gibral- tar scheme, with that brilliant cabal- Iero, Fl Marques de Sarazin.
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 As Hester was taking. off her hat Mrs. Tudor hustled into her room, and. making sign of dismissal to Mariette. safd--s
 T have something important to say to you"
 .'Yes. suppose sol saw you speak ing to him." answered the girl turn