The Salt Lake herald-Republican. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1909-1918, 1910-04-10

prise and incredibly. but instantly she re-
tricks I told your was all she said. Still there was
It was indeed the old Brave Blood Of Nicholas cres
centigs, her far-oh old Roman ancestor >.
me" The grief in her voice could not be beaten down
HgaP rssess to the wR Rq my unSle I'M be
per Must you be without your little Favia in your
Honor hurried to her side and laid an arm about
her wais-tha waist that was SO round so slender
dear princess, The Englishmsn, you knew in Venice
the who saved you. He is in Rome, and he has
Even in her grief and anxiety the mention Of her
cess my Engiishmani But how do you know? What
looked into Honor's eyes with astonshment
yes, he is here. I stopped his motor this after
and there was no one TO take It, He came again
serve YOU he said He called you his princess
Of crimson rushed the princess, pale cheeks thar
tell me all that happened This is more wonderful
He asked the name of the castle and told him
He seemed astonished and said just that-what
back again he brought friend with him-a friend Of
a time when e IN or h saded on me the
the, via Croce Blanca. This man told me-
not to blush 5 under the % ao @ t Sm Es the
acre. said to him as they mOtored out here that he
had most @ yDS t She felt
ised drive past the castle twice day
d you knows that the little gate into
the thiekst is guarded by men, who have orders to
at incredblel shall suffer thisl" The
princess flashed She beat her fingers softly
the sill Of the window she stood by and she seemed
to think "It is getting late now, she said looking
across at the riot of gold and blood red that began
to tinge the sky They will not come again tonight,
1 imagine. But tomorrow, little friend stop them
must go to Rome, if they will take me. must be
in timer She put up her hand and pushed back the
soft hair from her forehead as If it oppressed her
for the princess in her trouble She the hand
that hung her side. lifting gently reverently
from the soft folds of white chiffon it nestled against
gently she IL to her lips The slender
fingers returned the pressure. The princess smiled
wanly. affectionately
Then Honor crept out noiselessly. She knew that
grief and must keep company alone with each
other
This much was secured IN any case. The princess
had consented to leave this castle of mysterious
gloom and threatening, and return to Rome. Honors
ached for her in her trouble, but could not
help having its thrill of happiness underneath
the sympathy. Those words Mr.. Vaughan had spoken
herl The of the safe and guarded Palazzo
Lorenzo once more where they were in security.
She occupied herself in going from window to win
dow along the brown, frownng walls to find the
one from which huttering handkerchief could most
distinctly make a signal to the road. AS leaned
from along the gallery that the prin-
rooms heard the sound of voices, and in her
curiosity Ieant further out, see where they
could from. Two Of the princess maids vera
leaning from window Of their outside the
rooms of the princess, and talking to one
below the wall. As Honor craned she a little
peasant boy, with bright eager face standing under
the cltR-like rock. He was holding in his hands
basket Of ripe apricots she could their