Lewiston evening teller. [volume] (Lewiston, Idaho) 1903-1911, 1908-07-25
1EREDITH NICHOLSON.

Beautiful! The picture II ever
more perfect, mademoiselle"
Fanny is best in action and splen
did when she runs away. She hasn't
run away today. but I think she II
likely to before get home"
She was thinking Of the long ride
which she had no intention Of taking
In Chauvenets company. He stood un.
covered beside her. holding his horse.
But the danger, mademoisellel You
should not hazard your life with run.
away horse on these roads. 1t IL moi
fair to your friends"
"You are conservative, monsieur
| should be ashamed to have a run.
away in city park, but what does
one come to the country fOr?"
what indeed. but for excitement
men across the sea who come out into
the world from a convent. frightened
Mt all they see and whisper Yes, sis
ter NO, sister, to everything they
hear"
Yes; we Americans are deficient in
Sly HISS anu huNC OAASA
heard it remarked. NJ. Chauvenet."
mo, no! You misunderstand! Those
deficiencies, as you term them. are de-
lightful. They are what give the
charm to the American woman. hope
you would not believe me capable of
speaking in disparag cement, mademoi'
Eelle. You must know
The water tumbled down the rock
into the vale: the soft air was sweet
with the scent Of pines. An eagle
cruised high against the blue over
head. Shirley's hand frightened on the
rein, and Fanny lifted her head ex-
pectantly.
Chauvenet went on rapidly in French:
"You must know why am here
why l have crossed the sea to seek
you in your own home. l have loved
vou, mademoiselle, from the moment
0rst saw you in Florence. Here, with
only the mountains. the sky. the wood.
must speak. You must hear, you
must believe. that love you'll l offer
you my life. my poor attainments."
Monsieur. you do me a great honor,
but ! cannot listen. What you ask u
impossible. quite impossible. But.
monsieur
Her eyes had fallen upon a thicket
behind him where something had
stirred. She thought ut 6rst that II
was an animal Of some sort, but she
saw now quite distinctly . mans Shah
by felt kat that rose slowly until the
bearded face OF Ito wearer was dis
closed.
Monsieur" cried Shirley In low
tone. look behind you and be careful
what You gay or do Leave the man
to me"
Chauvenet turned and faced q scowl.
ING mountaineer who held q ri6e and
drew II to bis shoulder ~ Chauvenet
threw out his arms. dropped them to
biz thighs and laughed carelessly.
what b it. my dear fellow-my
watch. my purse. my horser' hs said
IN English. sf~. zrssgo
He wants none Of those things.'
said Shirley. urging her horse q few
steps toward the man. THE mountain
people are not robben. What can We
DO Tor your" she asked pleasantly.
"You CANT do uothin' for me-
drawled the man. go on away. miss.
want to see this little telIa'. I got a
little business with him."
4 'le b / forelgner-he knows little
Of our language. You win do best to
let mo STAY" said Shirley.
She had not the remotest idea Of
what the man wanted. but shs had
known The mountain folk from child.
hood and well understood that familiar.
Nv with THAR wavs and tact were nec.
ossary Id dealing with them.
I "Miss. I have seen Won befo' and
reckon we amt got NO cause for iron.
hle with you. but this little fella' ain't
no business m hy'eh. Them hotel neo.
ME has their own places to ride md
drive. ana TIA all ripht for vou mis-.
but What's yo' frien' rtdin. the hill.
for at nieht3 Hes lookin. for .ome
mn and ! r>rton =. hov that .o,,.
un air mel" N4&
He smoke dra willingly With a law
GOOD humor In hia tones and shirley.
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