Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1909-11-19
By GEORGE BARR
M'CUTCHEON
Copyright. 1908. by Dodd. Mead
q Co.
Continued from last week
CHAPTER xxx.

AASS
"How could any one sleep? Neenah
found this dress for me. Aren't these
baggy trousers funny? She rifed the
late Mr.. Wyckholme's wardrobe. This
costume once adorned a sultana. I'm
told. / wore 1t tonight because l was
much less conspicuous as a sultana
than I might have been had l gone to
the wall as a princess"
Il like you best as the princess" he
said, frankly surveying her In the gray
light.
II think 1 like myself as the princess,
too" she said naively. He sighed
deeply. They were quite close to the
excited group on the terrace when she
said: II am very, very happy now,
after the most miserable night I have
eve known. l was so troubled and
afraid
"Just because I went away for that
little while? Don't forget that l am
soon to go out from you for all time.
How them"
"Ah, but Then l will have Paris" she
cried gayly. He was puzzled by her
mood-but then, why not? What could
be be expected to know of the moods
of royal Processes? No more than he
could know Of their loves.
Lady Deppingham was got to bed at
once. The princess, more thrilled by
excitement than she ever had beer in
her life, attended her friend. In the
sanctity of her chamber the exhausted
young Englishwoman barred her soul to
this wise. sympathetic young woman
In Persian vestment.
"Genevra." she said solemnly In the
end, take warning from my example.
When you C are married don't trife
with other men-not even If you should
not love your husband. Sooner or later
you'd q ntriaped m-ILdaesa,t pay-
my dear. I never realized until tonight
how much l really care for Deppy. and
1 am horribly afraid that I've lost
something | can never recover"
you were not in love with Mr..
Browne. That is why 1 can't under
stand you, Agnes"
"My dear. l don't understand my
self. How can | expect you or my
husband to understand me? How
could l expect it of Bobby Browne?
Genevra, you are in love-madly in
love-with Follingsworth Chase. Take
my advice. Marry him. He's one man
in a. Genevra placed her hand over
the lips of the feverish young woman.
81 will net listen to anything more
about Mr.. Chase" she said firmly. 81
am tired-tired to death-of being told
that l should marry him."
But you love him. Lady Agnes
managed to humble despite the gentle
impeachment.
81 do love him-yes, l do love him."
cried the princess, casting reserve 10
the winds. HE knows it-every one
knows 1t. But marry him? Mono
no! I shall marry Karl. My father,
my mother, my grandfather, have said
so, and l have said it too. That ends
it, Agnes. Don't speak of 1t again."
She cast herself down upon the side
of the bed and clinched her hands in
the ierceness of despair a~nd-decision.
After a moment Lady Agnes said
dreamily: 81 climbed up the ladder to
make a 1adyship' of myself by mar
riage, and l find / love my husband. I
dare say if you should go down the
ladder a few rounds. my dear, you
might be as lucky. But take my adj
vice. If you won't marry Hollings-
worth Chase. don't let him come to
Paris"
The Princess Genevra lifted her face
instantly. a startled expression in her
eyes.
agnes. you forget YOURSELF"
"My dear" murmured Lady Agnes
sleepily, forgive me, but | have such
a sh%ockingly absent mind" She was
asleep a moment later.
In the meantime Bobby Browne. dis
daining all commands and entreaties,
refused to be put to bed until he had
related the story of their capture and
the subsequent events that made the
night memorable. He sat with his
rigid arm about his wife's shoulders.
Drusilla was stroking one of his hands
In a half conscious manner, her eyes
staring past his face toward the dark
forest from which he had come. Mr..
Britt was ordering brandy for his
trembling client.
After ALL" said Browne, hoarse
with nervousness, there is some good
to be derived from our experiences,
hard as it may be to believe. l, have
found out the ear by which Rasula
intends to destroy every living crea-
ture in the chateau" Chase threw Off
his spell of languidness and looked
hard at the speaker. "Rasula coolly
asked me at one Of our resting places
If there had been any symptoms of
poisoning among us. / mentioned