The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1908-07-23

psince noisy greeting
"why. hello. yoar exccilenesr cElcd
Danllo. This h queer company Tor
monument Of rcspeciability Ike
yourself 10 wander intor'
II came only to see you" protested
the AMBASSADOR. drawing him aside.
Il was bound la coma here and walt
tiIi you appeared IT,
.oh I sse." cut In the prince. thor
oughly enjoying his confusion "fools
rush In whsrs"--
Il didn't rush tn" fumed tho am
bsssador, II crept here In = measly
cab. and I sneaked into the place like
Z pickpcckst for fear some one would
recogniss me. sacrificed myself 10
my coaatry. Suppose my wife should
bear Of nj came to implore you, to
cast myself on your mercy, to beg you
once more to prevent the widow
FROM
Il must sss bis cxcellency," insisted
. portly man behind them. his voice
booming through the whole room lie
ID here, and l. Obi" be broke on on
sight Of popo6. "Her you arei r.
-Ay dear Nova Kovitch.' pe,tishly
interrupted the ambassador. "is II nee
essary 70 hunt for me with brass
bandi Couldn't YOU
"rm sorry to interrupt you," answer.
ID Nova kovitch. but here's a dis
patch from the Aarsovian ministry.
1t seemed to me important. and
brought II on"
Popoff took the slip Of paper ana
read aloud.
III Mime. Sadowa's twenty millions
are allowed to leave Msrsovia We are
. bankrupt country"
There. Prince Danilo," continued
the ambassador, turning on the young
man In melodramatic appeal; ''you see
IT'S right up to you! Your country ap-
peals to you to save III You are Mar
sovia's last hope. Marry the widow
and
I'm marry no onep nared up Danilo
ITO the deuce with matrimony and
Marsovia and myself I'm done with
slll.- dreams Of love and all that non
sense. I'm free. aud I'm going to
make q night Of It. T.
He paused and stood silent, DUN
founded. Down the little night Of
stairs leading into the room a woman
wis advancing alone.
"Soniap exclaimed Danilo.
With q word Of excuse to the others,
be hurried across and met the widow
a. she reached the foot Of the steps.
You're here" hs muttered In bor-
rifed wondsr-"here alonef'
"Yes," replied Sonia coldly. as It
any affair Of yoursT'
First the summer house." he went
ON as in a daxe, "then Maxlm's."
"QuIte 70. II that oil you have TO
sayT
"No," be retorted; II have one thing
more. You should not marry De Joli'
don"
"No3 Why not, prayY'
Because T.
He checked himself She finished
the sentence for him.
Because you love mei" she sug-
gested.
He broke into q discordant. miserable
laugh.
Don't laugh that silly way!" she
reprimanded sharply.
II am sorry you don't like It," he
observed ITS the only way know"
Then don't laugh at all. The laugh
10 ON my side, anyway"
ION your sidsY'
"Yss. You are angry at what hap.
pened this evening. But It wasn't !
who was In the summer house with NJ.
de Jolidon."
But saw you there" he declared.
sI"-
II took another woman's place to get
her out Of an awkward scrape with
her hushand--w N. Popoff. She
| was"--
"And never even guessed III" cried
Danilo, his sulIen face breaking into
q smile OF utter relief. "What fool
I wasl I was green and yellow with
jealousy. r.
He caught himself up, but It was too
late. Sonia's eyes danced.
But since you don't love me-" she
asked, why were you yellow and
green with
because green and yellow are our
national colors. ! am nothing II not
patriotic. You ses"-
"Mms. Badowa - princev gurgled
Popon. trotting up to them, unable
longer to restrain bis anxiety. y hope
It II al settled. All nicely arranged.
chr
III you mean is madame to marry
| De Jolidon," answered Danilo. "she is
not"
"But this evening" calculated Pop
| OF, I'm the summer h0use!'
"She took another woman's place.
replied the prince, disregarding Sonia's
warning gesture.
Dear mew squealed Popon. his curl
ssity rsviving. "Who was she|
Excuse me, your excellency,' re-
marked Nish, who had entered with
| Nova Kovitch and had lowered aim
lessIy about waiting to get ia word,
but here is q fan that was picked up
In the summer house after the party.
You told me TO search the place, and
did II may say SO. r.
"sams old fanr commented Popon,
idly opening It. Then, with jump ~
his eye vaguely caught the sentence
Natalie had scribhled beneath DE Joli-
| don's avowai, he screamed:
my wife's handwriting Then u
was my wife after air.
"Slr." quoted Nova Koyltch, "cae-
sar's wife should be above suspicion
"But Caesar never brought his wife
to Parisr walled Popoff. This Is bad
for me-"
mo. nor pleaded Natalie, who nt
sight Of the fatal trinket had left her