The Durham recorder. [volume] (Durham, N.C.) 1879-19??, 1909-08-12

"He wouldn't be called an Infamous
brigand." he said. but the countess
waved her hand.
THAT. my friend. may be only Ital-
ian Journalism"
"Poohr' said Hawcastle. This
means highwayman-not-not an en-
bezzler. Helene"
The countess arose from the table
and moved about restlessly with her
eyes on the blue expanse.
Il should be glad to believe II. my
good friend. but III care Tor no more
to eat. have perhaps some foolish
feeling Of unsafety. II Is now two
nights that dream OF him-of Ivanoff
bad dreams for US both. my friend"
The earl looked up In amazement
and then burst into a laugh.
what rotl'' he exclaimed. 1T takes
more than a dream to bring a man
back from Siberia"
The countess looked at him with
some sharpness.
"Then pray there has been no more
than dreams" she murmured quietly.
Even as she spoke there came the
tinklIng sound OF the mandolIns and
guitars. and madame turned to the
lemon grove In time 20 see a young
girl In a fawn eolored riding habit,
with soft felt hat upon her head and
riding crop In her gauntieted hands.
enter. followed by three picturesque
banditti with the instruments.
As she reached the terrace she
paused and drew from her glove some
silver which she dropped into the hand
OF the first villain with laugh. Then
she turned. smiling. as the musicians
withdrew and waved her crop az the
two who we're watching her. The earl
arose with q bow. and madame adj
vanced with outztretched hand.
"Ah. the divine Miss Graayer-simp-
sonr' said Newcastle with raillery in
his tones. and the girl laughed with q
happy. care free face.
The divinely happy Miss Grsnger-
Simpson. she said. and st the sound
Of her voice and the look In her eyes
the countess ran 10 her and kissed her
rspturously upon each cheek.
"oh. I hope you mean she began.
when HawcastIe interrupted her with
some excitement
"You mean you have made my son
divinely happyr
The girl extricatcd herself laughIngly
from the embrace Of the countess and
turned to the earl.
rs not every one divinely happy at
Sorrento" she cried, waving her crop,
"even your sonT' and with another
laugh ran quickly up the steps and
into the hotel. leaving the other two
looking at each other with asto~Ash-
snent.
As they looked a piano from the
music room that opened upon the ter
race broke forth with ChamInade's
Elevation" and Ethel's voice took up
the words clearly. The countess turned
10 her companion.
"she fiIes TO her piano, mon cher.
All. that Is good for our little enter.
prise. eh7 Listenr'
Hawcastie sat down with a grunt Of
satisfaction.
Its ttmel IL Almeric had been any.
thing but q clumsy oaf he'd have
made her settle II weeks ago"
The woman turned her dark eyes
upon him with q Hash.
You are invidious, mon ami NJ
affair h not settled. Am q clumsy oaf
toor'
The earl laughed quietly.
mo, Helene. Your little American
b 90 In love with ron that II you
asked him suddenly, Horace. 4 this
day os nishtf he would answer, IT'S
Helena Bat hes too shy TO spssk.
You're 9 woman: you cant prsu mat
ter. But Amssic's Q man; BE- can.
He can urEs IN immediate marriage.
which means an immediate ssttlsmssf
an1 Q direct one.~
Nine. De Champisny picked % q
oliver fork from Tie table and sxas-
insd n carefully.
II win not b small-that ssttis-
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