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not serve two gods, she said, and
suppose she was right. For music
demands everything-one's life. ones
soul"
You broke off your engagement"
Royant spoke curtly.
IL broke IL off in sort OF a way,
but il was an understood thing be-
tween us that when had finished my
studies, and was beginning to take
my place in the musical world. our
engagement should come on again.
What happened?" Royant looked
at her scrutinizingly. How pale, how
fearfully pale she had grown! And
this was the woman who was sup.
posed never to have had love affair
entirely TO her art,
Then came my debut, which was
a wonderful triumph, and after that
IL seemed TO me that | had the world
at my feet. Brilliant offers of musi
cal engagements poured in upon me
My concerts were thronged. / was
lionized and made much of. ] made
nOney-plenIy OF money.
"And the man-what happened to
the MANI"
She gave little choking sob. ooh,
he loved me-he loved me; but he
was too generous ever to press his
claim upon me, even though he knew
| cared for him-cared for him deep.
ly. He wanted me to enjoy my won.
derful success, unhampered by the
cares of domestic life. Wait; choose
your own time to marry me, dear
that was what he always said. I
didn't realize that | was letting a man
when my dear got i'll that | realized
the truth, for he called out in his de-
lirium-called out to the woman he
had loved so patiently and so we'll
to come to him, never recognizing
that she was thereby his bedside.
And on the night he died. he said.
being still very delrious, that | had
never loved him. | had preferred
fame and ambition-to happiness"
She shuddered. and David Royant
no longer wondered how it was that
when she played on her violin men
and women wept.
A silence fell, which neither the
man nor the woman cared to break;
then the dance music suddenly ceased
in the ballroom, and second later
young couple swept up to the en-
trance Of the little sitting-out room.
The sound Of their happy talk
reached David Royant and the vio-
linist.
"To sit out with ones husband
most questionable. Jack" The
girls voice was full of delicious mock
cry, her lips rippled with smiles.
Madam. You know you are in
love-" He spoke in tones Of mas
terful tenderness. "And in love
with your own property, too. Alb
surd!"
The girl gave a little gurgling
laugh.
Jack. you darling" she whis-
pered, isn't 1t good to be happy?
Aren't YOU glad we didn't marry for
money, but for love-"
They moved away, in the full hey
day Of their youth and strength. ex-
ulting in each other and in life, a
crowned son and daughter of 10y.
drawn back to the glamor of the
hearth side.
Gel Dorado" murmured David
Royant gently. But Vanessa did not
answer
David Rovant was silent for mo-
ment, then he touched his companion
upon the arm.
"Shall, we make search together
for the road which leads back To T.!
Dorado?" he asked. Shall we try
to find the lost country, or does 1t
belong only to youth?"
"Oniy to youth, I'm afraid" she
whispered back "And we have lost
our youth"
What Of that" he replied. 1--WE
might dwell under the shadow Of the
city walls Of El Dorado"
And he groped for and found her
hand.-Cassell's Saturday Journal.