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CHAPTER Vl.-continued.

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elizabeth
CHAPTER Vl.-continued.
After that, on guard"
Very well. on guard! Suppose / do
not like this other woman?"
Madam, you could not help it. All
the world loves her"
do you?"
with my life"
How devoted! Very well. On guard.
them"
She took up the Indian bauble, turn
ing to examine it at the nearest can
die sconce, even as / thrust the dainty
little slipper of white satin again into
the pocket of my coat. / was uncom-
Portable. l wished this talk of Eliza
beth had not come up. / liked very
little to leave Elizabeth's property in
snother's hands. Dissatisfied, ] turned
from the table, not noticing for more
than an instant a little crumpled roll
Of paper which, as / was vaguely con-
scious, now appeared or its smooth
marquetry top.
But see,' she said; you are just
like a man, after all, and an unmar-
RED man at that, / cannot go through
the streets in this costume. Excuse
me for a moment"
She was of on the instant into the
alcove where the great anber-coveTed
bed stood. She drew the curtains. L
heard her humming to herself as she
passed to and fro, saw the flare OF a
light as it rose beyond. Once or twice
she thrust a laughing face between
the curtains, held tight together with
her hands, as she asked me sore
question, hooking me, still amused
yet still, as / thought, more enigmatic
than before.
. Madam" / said at last, Il would |
might dwell here forever, but-you
are slow, The night passes Come.
My master will be waiting. He is Ill;
I fear he cannot sleep. / know how
intent he is on meeting you. / beg
you to oblige an old, dying mani"
"And you, monsieur" she Knocked
at me from beyond the curtain, ARE
intent only on getting rid of me. Are
you not adventurer enough to forget
that other woman for one night?"
At last she came out from between
the curtains, CARRIED more suitably for
the errand which was now before us.
A long, dark cloak covered her shout
ders. On her head there rested a
dainty upfiared bonnet, whose jetted
ol.n. -h4nn q. The camilla lfohf oc che
moved toward me She was exquisite
In every detail. beautiful as mind OF
man could wish; that much was sure,
must be admitted by any man. / dared
not look at her.
She paused FOR an instant, drawing
on a pair Of the short gloves of the
mode then correct. do you know
why | am to go on this heather er-
RANDI" she demanded l shook my
head.
Mr.. Calhoun wishes to know wheth-
err he shall go to the cabinet of your
man Tyler I'VE there in that barn you
call your White House. / suppose MIR.
Calhoun wishes to know how he can
serve Mr.. Tyler?"
AdQ5nCu at tnkS. oCLfC I'LL Il
exclaimed. Rather say lead him. tell
him, coInmand him."
Yes she nodded. I began to see
another and graver side of her nature.
Yes. il is of curse Texas"
/ did not see fit to make answer to
this.
IF your master. as you call him,
takes the portfolio with Tyler, it is to
annex Texas" she repeated sharply.
rs not that true?'
Still i would not answer. Comet"
! said.
And he asks me to come to him
80 that he may decide"
This awoke me. NO man decides
for John Calhoun. madam" l said,
You may advance facts, but he will
decide" Still she went on.
And Texas not annexed is a men.
ace Without her, you heather people
would not present a solid front, would
you?"
Madam has had much TO do with
affairs of state" / said.
She went ON as though 1 had not
spoken:
And If you were divided In your
southern section, England would have
all the greater chance. England, you
know, says she wishes slavery abol-
ished. She says that"
England says many things!" \ ven
tured.
"The ~hypocrite of the nationsl"
flashed out this singular woman t rue
suddenly. las though diplomacy need
be hypocrisy. Thus, tonight Sir Rich.
ard of England forgets his place, his
protestations. He does not ever
know that Mexico has forgotten its
duty also. Sir. you were not at our
little ball, so you could not see that
very fat Sir Richard paying his bored
devoirs to Dona Lucrezia. So / am
left alone, and would be bored, but
o you. In return-a slight jes' on
Sir Richard tonight will teach him
that no fat gentleman should pay even
bored attention to a lady who soon
will be fat, when his obvious duty
should call him otherwisel Bahl it's
as though / myself were fat; which is
not true"