The Paducah evening sun. [volume] (Paducah, Ky.) 1906-1929, 1909-01-15

lined the time worn walls and camped
In the market place; there were scouts
out ON the road as far as Praslok. No
yet from the room in the guardhouse
where the wounded king lay. The
street on Which the room looked was
empty save for one man, who walked
patiently up and down. smoking CT
gar. Dunstanbury waited for Basil
Williamson. who was In attendance ON
the king and was TO pronounce TO Vol
seni whether he could live or must die.
Dunstanbury had been glad that Basil
could be OF use. but for the rest he had
listened TO the story which Zerkovitch
told him with an amused. rather con
temptuous Indifference. with an Eng
lisnman's wonder why other countries
cannot manage their Affairs better and
something or travellers pleasure at
coming In for a bit OF such vivid. al
most blazing. local color" In the course
of his journey. But whether Alexis
reigned or Sergius mattered nothing to
him and, in his opinion. very little to
anybody else.
Nor had he given much thought to
the lady whose name figured so promi
nently In Zerkoyitch's narrative. the
Baroness Dohrava. Such parsonage
seemed no less appropriate 10 the sur
roundings than the rest OF the story-no
less appropriate and certainly not a
whit more important. or course he
hoped Basil would make a good report.
but his mind was not disturbed. His
chief hope was that the claims OF hui
mainly would not prolong his stay I'm
volsenl beyond few days. II was
picturesque little place. but not one for
a long visit. and. IN any case. he was
homeward bound now. rather eager for
the pleasures Of the London season aft
er his winter journey-the third he had
made In the interests Of book on Rus
STA which he had In contemplation. n
book designed 10 recommend him as an
expert student Of foreign affairs. He
could hardly consider that these goings
IN In kravonia came within the pur-
view OF a serious study Of his subject.
but II was a pleasant. mOonlit night.
the old street was very quaint. the
srisis he had happened on bizarre and
amusing. He smoked his cigar and
waited for Basil Without Impotence
He had strolled hundred yards
away and lust turned to loiter back
when he saw figure come out OF the
guardhouse. pause a moment and then
advance slowly toward him. The
sheepskin cap and tunic made him
think at first that the stranger was one
Of the yolsenian levy. The next mo-
ment he saw the skirt. At once he
guessed that he was I'm the presence OF
Baroness Dobrava. the heroine OF the
piece. as he had called her In his own
mind and with a smile.
Evidently she meant to speak TO him.
He threw away his cigar and walked
to meet her. AS they drew near to each
other he raised his hat. Sophy bowed
Thus they met for the first
tine since Sophy washed her lettuces
In the scullery at Morpingham and at
the young lords bidding fetched Loren
20 the Magnificent bone. This meet
Ing was. however remotely, the result
OF that. Dunstanbury had started her
career on the road which had led her TO
where she was.
I've seen Mr. Williamson she said,
''and he knows me now. But you
don't yet. do you. Lord Dunstanbury? ?
And. anyhow. perhaps you wouldn't re-
member"
Che had bao,, N stt,, ~ N rsrl x,-ha,, ba
first saw her. In print frock. washing
lettuces. With a smile and a depreca-
tory gesture he confessed'hls ignorance
and his surprise. Really. I'm afraid
Il don't. I've been such traveller
and meet so many An acquaintance
with the Baroness Dobrava was among
the last with which he would have
credited himself or perhaps. to speak
his true thoughts. charged his reputa
lion.
mfr Williamson knew me almost d.
moment reminded him Of
my mark" She touched her cheek.
looked more closely at
her. vague recollection stirring In
him. Sophy's face was very sad. yet
she smiled just little as she added:
II remember you so well-and your
dog Lorenzo I'm Sophy Crouch OF
and became Lady Meg's
Now do you remember
He stepped quickly up TO her, peered
into her eyes and saw the red star
Good heavensY' he said. smiling at
her in an almost helpless way. well,
that is curiousr'
be added. $50 sx
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