Waterbury evening Democrat., 1908-04-10

dream. But this is the moment of the crisis. He must be saved now or he is lost forever and all our hopes with him. Blessed would be the man who brought my poor master to his senses. I have tried and failed. But you could do it.'
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 'The sword of justice is ready for your hand"
 'That sentence has a solemn ring I don't see what you want me to do. But what sort of woman is this who has bewitched your grave Leopold?"
 Beautiful and clever as women are clever, but not clever enough to fight her battle out against you and me-"
 The prince laughed again. Ut isn't my metier to fight with women. pre- fer to make love to them"
 "Ah, you have said it! That is what beg your royal highness to do."
 How am I to get at her when Leo. pold stands guard?"
 'He will not be on guard for some hours."
 "Ha, ha. You mean me to under stand that there's no time to waste"
 Not a moment"
 What is the girl like?'
 "Tall and slender, pink and white as a flower, dark dashed and yellow hair ed, like an Austrian beauty; eyes gray or violet, it would be heard to say which for man of my years. but even I can assure you that when the lady looks down. then suddenly up again under those dark lashes, it's something to quicken the pulse of any man under sixty"
 Tt would quicken mine only to hear your description if you hSdn't just put a maggot in my head that tickles me to laughter instead of raptures," said the prince. 'Tell me this-has this girl a tiny black mole just over the left eye. brow, very fetching, and when she smiles does her mouth point upward bit on the right side, like fairy sign post showing the way to a small round scar almost as good as a dimple?"
 The chancellor reflected for a few seconds and then replied that unless his eyesight and his memory had de- ceived him both these marks were to be met with on Miss Mowbray's face. He did not add that he had seen her but. once and at the time had not taken interest enough to note details, for it was plain that the prince had theory as to the lady's real identity and to es- tablish it as a fact might be valuable.
 "Is it possible that you've already met this dangerous young person?" he asked eagerly.
 Well, begin to believe it may be so. I'll explain why later. Thereby hangs confession. At all events, a certain lady exactly answering the de- scription you've given is very likely in this neighborhood. I've heard that she was shortly due in Kronburg, and it was in my mind when deciding sud denly to spend few days in the woods for the sake of seeing you that might see her also before I went home again. As matter of fact, the lady and 1 have had a misunderstanding at a rather unfortunate moment, as I'd just imprudently taken her into my confidence concerning-er-some family affairs. If 1t Is she who is masquerad- ing in Rhaetia as Miss Mowbray and turning your emperor's head, it may be that she's trying to revenge herself on me. She's pretty enough to beguile St. Anthony, let alone St. Leopold, and she's clever enough to have thought out such scheme Our small quarrel happened about four weeks ago, and I've lost sight of the lady since. She disappeared, expecting probably to be followed, but she wasn't. The only question is, If she's playing Miss Now bray, where did she get the mother? I've heard there Is Mowbray mother"
 There's faded Dresden china shep- herdess that answers to the name," said the chancellor dryly. But these mantelplece ornaments are easily man ufactured."
 The prince was amused. No: she wouldn't stick at mother if she wanted one" he chuckled. And. while she was about if. she has apparently annexed whole family tree. The