The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1910-02-12

Catching sight of Vos Engo, he has tened across the avenue and caught up to him.
 "Good morning." said Truxton. Vos Engo did not smile as he eyed the tall American. ''I haven't had a chance to thank you for coming back for me last Saturday. Allow me to say that it was d very brave thing to do."
 ''I do not like your words, MT. King, nor the way in which you glare at me-"
 'I'm making 1t easier to tell you the agreeable news, Count Vos Engo; that's all. Take your hand off your sword, please-some other time per haps, but not in these days, when we need men, not cripples. I'll tell you what have discovered, and then we'll drop the matter until some other time Frankly, count, I have made the grat- flying discovery that you are a mis- able cur"
 Count Yes Engo went very white. "As you say, there is another and better time. We need dogs as we'll as 1 men In these days" Truxton strolled off to the stables, | picking ,1p Mir. Hobbs OH the way. "Hobbs,'' he said, i've ve got to find John Tullis; that's all there is to it.'' II dare say, sir,'' said MT. Hobbs, with sprightly decisiveness. He's very much needed"
 "Im going to need him before long | as my second"
 Later on much of Truxton's good hu- | nor was restored and his vanity pleased by polite request from Count Hal font to attend an important council in the room of wrangles" that evening | at 9.
 | Very boldly he advanced upon the castle a few minutes before the ap- l pointed hour. He came upon Lorraine Tullis at the edge of the terrace. She was walking slowly in the soft shadows beyond the row of lights on the lower gallery. He knew her at glance, this slim girl in spotless white. "Loraine"' he whispered, reaching her side in two bounds. She put out her hands, and he clasped them. Plain ly she was confused. 'I've been dying for a glimpse of you. Do you think you've treated me-
 Don't, Truxtonr' she pleaded, sud- i denly serious. You must not come here. I saw-well, you know. I was so ashamed; was so sorry"
 He still held her hands. "Yes; they ordered me to move on, as if I were a common loafer," he said, with a soft chuckle. "But where have you kept yourselfY
 T have been i'll, Truxton-truly, I have,'' she said quickly, uneasily.
 ''You told Vos Engo to ride back and pick me up," he persisted. 'He told me in so many words. Now, I want plain answer, Lorraine. Did you prom ise to reward him if he-well, if he saved me from the mob?''
 "No," she said in a low voice.
 ''What was it, then? I mustsknow, Lorraine"
 NI am very, oh, so very unhappy, Truxton," she murmured
 q came near spelling everything just now," he whispered hoarsely.
 "What?'
 q almost kissed you, Lorraine. swear it was hard to keep from it. That would have spoiled everything"
 "Yes, it would,' she agreed quickly.
 'Im not going to kiss you until you have told me you love Vos Engo."
 CT don't understand!' she cried, drawing back and looking up into his face with bewildered eyes.
 Because then I'll be sure that you love me-
 "Be sensible, Truxton.'
 "Tll know that you promised to love him if he'd save me. It's as clear as day to me. You did tell him you'd marry him if he got me to a place of safety.2
 "No. I refused to marry him if he did not save you. Oh, Truxton, I am so miserable! What is to become of all of us? What is to become of John and Bobby and you?'
 TT think I'll kiss you now, Lo- raine," he whispered almost tremu- lously. God, how I love you, little darling! You must make me a prom ise."
 "Oh, Truxton, don't ask me to say II II, painfully embarrassed.
 That will come later," he said con- solingly. 'T want you to promise, on your sacred word of honor, that you'll l kiss no man until you've kissed me-"
 "Oh," she murmured, TT cannot l promise that! I am not sure that I'll ever-ever kiss anybody. What is it l you really want me to say?" she | asked, looking up with sudden shy | ness in her starry eyes,
 'That you love me-and me only. Loraine." he whispered.
 T will not say itr' she cried, break ing away from him. "But,'' as she
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