Vernon County censor. [volume] (Viroqua, Wis.) 1865-1955, 1910-06-22
By CHARLES GARvICE

for England. Hurrah, Don't you see,
Jeanne? How duh you arel OF course
Verona goes with us Nothing be- Ter
could have happened Look up, We
rona!' and be goes down on his knee
to her: look up We all go to Eng
land tomorrow"
Verona looks up. Very pale is she,
and still frightened; and at sight of
the nobly-sweet face, so fearful and
egitated, all Jeanne's worldly wis
! dom departs
With a word of endearment, she
goes over TO her, and puts her arm
around her, and comforts her as only
a woman can; and in a few minutes
Verona is herself again.
But you. Jeanne? You must not
stay What win the marquis say?''
Jeanne smiles rather constrainedly.
What, indeed, will the marquis say?
Hal. who had been kicking his legs
from his perch on the table, is struck
I by another idea.
Look herelp he says, rather rue
fully: Il tell you what I'd better do.
I'd better ride back TO the castle,
and explain affairs.
why not let George go?" suggests
Jeanne; but Hal has some conscience.
Impossible; he has been too nard
at it all day. No. III go, and be
back as soon as / can: then you can
remain with an easy conscience,
Jeanne. eb?"
Il is the Fisest suggestion that can
be made. and Hal, with a sigh, pro-
ceeds TO put its adoption into opera
ton.
Mind" he says, filing his pipe
and looking wistfully at Verona, you
are both to go to bed, and to make
your minds easy; Vane and / will ar
range everything, and no one need
be any the wiser. Look hcre-iv
got II all cut and dried, Jeanne! You
and Nane can go to The boat in the
ordinary way, and Mrs Fleming can
come here and go with Verona, No
thing could be easier or more safe,
If we keep quiet"
Yes" says Verona, in a low voice
"if-if-they do not find me before
We START"
Hal winces, but only for moment.
We've got the bays he says,
quietly, and we start at daybreak to-
morrow shall be back before then.
and now I'll go.
Jeanne rises.
Il will go and see about our rooms, .
she murmurs, and so leaves the two
| alone together for a minute or two.
There are two rooms, a door com
mnnicating between them, and the
landlady promises to make ready the
second one-the first is already pre-
pared--for Jeanne.
VIII milady permit me to offer her
selection from my WARDROBE" she
asks, respectfully.
But Jeanne declines. In her own
mind she has resolved to ride back
to the castle at the break of day,
and win not take off her habit.
When she goes down again, Verona
rs standing at the window peering
out at the night, and the elatter of
horses hoofs denotes that Hal has
already started.
Suddenly there is knock at the
door, and George appears.
Master Hal desires me TO say. my
lady, that ! should be in the stable
If you wanted me-" he says, respect
fully.
Jeanne smiles with look of sat.
isfaction.
Very well,a she says. $50 we are
not left all alone, dear" she adds,
putting her arm around Verona.
You are not angry with me, dear
Jeanne?"
Angry, no." SAYS Jeanne, tenderly.
Who could be angry with you, I
wonder?"
4 am glad of that" says Verona,
simply; 81 feared that You would.
perhaps, think that ! had done wrong !,
But what could | do? and oh. Jeanne.
love him so! He Is so brave and
strong, and yet so gentle with me!
could not-oould not let them take
me away from him! And when ne
babe me come with him / obeyed !:
II he were 10 tell me that | must go
10 the end of the world, must 60.
! love him so, Jeanne"
She says this and more. with her
dark eyes upturned TO Jeanne's. and
with the simple straightforwardness
of child Jeanne bends and kisses
; her
Hal ought to be very happy she
says, with something like wistful
sigh. very happy at winning such
love, Verona; and IL am very happy
too. And have you thought of the
| future, dear? DO you know-of course
he has told you--that he is very
poor. ara not noble like yourself?"
He is poor, yes, says Verona, qui
! city. but not noble?' and her face
Pushes proudly There is no one
! uobler on the face OF the earth.
would rather be his-his wife than b,
Queen OF Italy.
And he would rather you were hi
wife than he should be King Of Eng
land saws Jeanne is that wine
I'm fearfully thirsty"
Let me give YOU some,r says ve
roma. and she darts to the table an,
gets a glass knceNng N Jeanne.