The Paducah evening sun. [volume] (Paducah, Ky.) 1906-1929, 1908-09-04

"Beautifull The picture Is even
more perfect. mademoIsciie.'
FANNY is best In action and splen-
did when she runs away. She hasn't
run away today, but think she Is
likely to before I get home"
She was thinking OF the long ride
which she had no intention OF taking
In Chauvenes's company. He stood UNI
covered beside her. holding his horse.
But the danger, mademolseliel You
should not hazard your life with a run
away horse on these roads. u Is not
fair TO your friends"
f.Hou are a conservative, monsieur
should be ashamed to have a run
away I'm a city park. but what does
one come TO the country for?'
what. indeed. but for excitementl
You are not OF those tame young wo-
men across the sea who come out into
the world from convent. frightened
at all they see and whisper Yes, sis
ter No, sister. to everything they
hear"
Yes; we Americans are deficient In
shyness and humility. have often
heard 1t remarked. NJ. Chauvenet"
"No, no. You misunderstandl Those
deficiencies, as you term them. are de-
lightfni. They are what give the
charm to the American woman. hope
you would not believe me capable OF
speaking In disparagement, msdemoi-
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;
sYou must know why am here
why I have crossed the sea to seek
you I'm your own home. l have loved
you, mademoiselle, from the moment 1
first saw you In Florence. Here, with
only the mountains, the sky, the wood.
must speak. You must hear. you
must believe, that love you. ! offer
you my life my poor attachments"
Monsieur. you do me great honor.
but l cannot listen. What you ask Is
impossible, quite impossible. But.
monsieur
Her eyes had fallen upon n thicket
behind him where something had
stirred. She thought at first that II
was an animal OF some sort. but she
saw now quite distinctly a mans shah
by felt hat that rose slowly until the
bearded face of its weerer was dis
closed.
Monsieur" cried Shirley in a low
tone. look behind you and be careful
what you say or do. Leave the man
TO me-"
Chauvenet turned and faced a scowl-
ing mountaineer who held rife and
drew II TO his shoulder as Chanvenet
threw out his arms. dropped them TO
his thighs and laughed carelessly.
"what is 1t, my dear fellow-my
watch. my purse. my horseY he said
In English.
"IIe wants none Of those things.
said Shirley, urging her horse few
steps toward the man. i''fhe mountain
people are not robbesA What can we
do for youf" she asked Pleasantly.
you cain't do nothln' for me
drawled the man. Go on away, miss.
/ want to see this little fella'. got n
little business with him"
"He Is a foreigner-he knows little
Of our language. You VIII do best TO
let me stay" said Shirley.
She had not the reInotest idea Of
what the man, wanted. but she had
kpawn the mountain folk from child
hood aud well understood that familiar
fly with their ways aud tact were nee.
essary In dealing WIG them.
Miss. | have seen You befd. and |
reckon We amt got no cause for trou-
BILE with you. but this llttl, fella' Amt
no business up hy'eh. Them hotel PEG
pie has their own places TO rifle an
drive. and lis all right for you. miss.
but what's yo' frien' ridin' the hills
| for at night? He's lookin' for some
un. and / reckon as bow that some
un air mer'
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