The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1909-07-17
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Copyright. 1908. by Dodd. Mead
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(Continued.l Ten minutes later Chase and tn, Englishman were lighting their cigar. in an obscure corner of the gardens.
 Extraordinarily beautiful" Chase murmured reiectively as he seated himself upon the stone railing alon, the drive.
 "Yes, they say he really wrote ii himself" drawled Baggs, puffing away
 "Im not talking about the music, corrected Chase sharply
 "Ohp' murmured Baggs apoIogetical ly. "The night?"
 ''No; the princess, Bags. Haven't you noticed her?' with intense sar casm in his tone.
 "Of course I have, old chap. By love, do you know she is good looking positively ripping
 They lazily observed the approach o1 one couple, attracted no doubt by the disparity in the height of the two shadows. The man was at least half a head shorter than his companion, but his ardor seemed thousandfold more vast. Chase was amused by the ap- parent intensity of the small officers devotion, especially as it was met with
 
 fervor of man much larger and therefore more timid. It was impossi- ble to see the faces of the couple until they passed through a moonlit streak in the walk qIS1te close at hand
 Chase starter and grasped his com panion's arm. One was the Princess Genevra and|~was 1t possible? Yes, the nimble easnductor-the sensation af fho is,a over, to Chast>s cold horror, the little freak" was actually making violent love to the divinity of Rapp-Thorberg!
 The princess had not seen the two men, nor had the fervent conductor, whose impassioned French was easily distinguishable by the unwilling lis teners. The sharp, indignant ''No" of the princess, oft repeated, did much to relieve the pain in the heart of her American admirer. Finally, with an unmistakable oGy of anger, she halted not ten feet from where Chase sat, as though he had become a part of the stone rail-.
 q have asked you not to touch me, sir! Is not that enough? If you per sist I shall be compelled to appeal to my father again. The whole situation is loathsome to me. Are you blind? Can you not see that despise you? I will not endure it a day longer. You promised to respect my wishes.''
 How can I respect a promise which condemns me to purgatory every time I see you?" he cried passionately. q adore you. You are the queen of my life, the holder of my soul. Genevra, Geneva, love youl My soul for one tender word, for one soft caress! An, do not be so cruelI I will be your slaveI'
 Enough! Stop, say! If you dare to touch me!' she cried, drawing away from her tormentor, her voice trem- bling with an9er. The little conduct OTIS manner changed on the instant. He gave a snarl of rage.
 "Ry heaven, I'll make you pay for this some day! You shall learn what a man can do with a woman such as you are! You'-
 Just at that moment a tall figure leaped from the shadows and confront ed the Quivering musician. A heavy hand fell upon his collar, and he was almost jerked from his feet, half choked, half paralyZed with alarm.
  whirled the presumptuous suitor about until he faced the gates to the garden. Then, with more force than he realiz- ed, he applied his boot to the person of the offender-once, twice, thrice!
 The princess stared, wide eyed and upon the brief tragedy. She saw her tormentor hurled vicious y toward the gates and then, with \ new alarm, saw him pick himself up from the ground, writhing with pain md anger. His sword flashed from it's scabbard as, with a scream of rage, 1e dashed upon the tall intruder. She saw Chase-even in the shadows she knew him to be the American-she 'aw Chase lightly leap aside, avoiding | he thrust for his heart. Then, as if le were playing with a child, he wrest- d the weapon from the conductors | land, snapped the blade in two pieces | md threw them off into the bushes. ''Skipr' was his only word. It was | command that no one in Rapp-Thor- | ,erg ever had heard before. You shall pay for this!' screamed | he conductor, tugging at his collar. Scoundrel, Dog! Beast! What do 'ou mean? Murderer Robber! As aSSinr'
 You know what I mean, you little hrimpr' roared Chase. "Slxipi Don't | ang around here a second longer or 'N'- And he took a threatening step oward his adversary. The latter turn d tail and ran twenty paces or more l heartbreaking time, then, realizing hat he was not pursued, stopped and hook his first at his assailant.
 Come, Genevra," he gasped, but she emained as if rooted to the spot. He 7aited an instant and then walked apidly away in the direction of the alace- Bags grasped Chase by the houlder, shook him and exclaimed then it was too late:
 You blooming ass, do you know that you've done?"
 ''The - miserable cur was annoy lg the princess" muttered Chase, his cuffs, vaguely realiz-