The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1908-07-16
Ross-H HuntressC Company
Cor.West and Grove SITS.
Rutland, Vermont
Rutland. Vermont.

81 can't tell what you mean." he an
swered, puzzled.
And ! shan't tell what / mean" sh,
rejoined. by the way" she added
how do you happen to be herei You
declined my invitation"
Pm here" he replied bluntly, "be
cause I'm making it my business tc
get rid Of every Frenchman who shows
signs Of proposing to YOU"
But why:" she asked In wonder.
For my own amusement; that's ALL
"You-you don't happen to be In love
with me yoursslff" she asked. tinge
Of usefulness In the light mockery OF
her tone
Certainly not" lie retorted. with
suspicious promptitude.
You're very. very rude" she re-
proved. But since you don't love me
you ought to be able TO give me good
advice about accepting man really
want to marry"
"0h!' growled Danilo, chagrined.
Then there Is some one you want 10
marryw
She nodded.
whoever the man is, he's after
your money" he sneered.
NO" she contradicted. He is not
not this one
You said all men were alike"
This man Is different. He loves me-"
"Then marry himl What is it to me 2
Marry any one You want to- ! don't
care. And I'll dance at your wedding
I'll dance till wear holes through
both my shoes"
You silly boy" she scoffed. You're
jealousr'
"JealousG" he ragged. jealous? |
jealousf That's good onew
Words failed him, and he stalked
away to nearby summer house,
where be paused lost In seeming con
temptation Of the little buildings archl-
lecture.
The neglected fan lying on the table
caught Sonia's eye. She picked it up
Idly and opened 1t. The words Il love
you" met her gaze. Quickly she glanced
at Danilo.
II understand" she murmured to
herself. "He vowed he'd never say 1t
to me, SO he's written It,"
Noting that Danilo's back was TO.
ward her, she furtlyely lifted the fan
to her lips and kissed the written
words. Then as she restored II to the
hble she whispered:
Just the same, I'll make him say
II. He shallr'
She crossed to where he stood.
Have you nothing to say to me,
princef" she asked
Only one thing goodbyw
"Goodbyw she echoed. You're
von're not goingY
Il leave Paris tomorrow morning
by the first train--foreveri"
'Then you won't be here, after oil, to
dance at my weddingr
Nor
"But you promised. And now, I sup
pose, shall never see you aga.n, for
when I'm married shall live In Paris"
Il thought you were more patriotic"
be sighed. 1T seems hard that you
should turn your back on your native
and, marry Frenchman and settle
here"
"Yet 1t Is what I have decided" she
This Ii probably the last
lhne shall wear our native costume
,r dance our wild national dances. To-
lays fete Is sort Of farewell TO old
lines"
'So. our dances and costumes would
,ot appeal TO Frencbman. Who Is
I you are going to marryr
THE engagement isn't announced
yet" she eyaded.
''Then," he returned, with a shrug
I suppose ] shall never know, for |
cave early tomorrow"
And you won't dance at my we'd
iingY
I've told you would not"
III you won't" she cried. a sudden
Inspiration flashing through her mind
md lighting her pale face to dazzling
beauty, dance with me nowg'
She stretched out her slender white |
rms with an aliurement that no NOR.
al man could resist