Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-01-21
BY
Harold
MacGratla

male understanding-she chose the
simplest gown. She was hazily con-
scious that they would notice this dress.
whereas the cleaning satin would have
passed as a matter of fact. Round her
graceful throat she placed an Indian
turquoise necklace; nothing in her hair,
nothing on her fingers. She went down
stairs perfectly content.
As h came into the hall she heard
soft music. Someone was in the music
room, which was just off the library.
She stopped to listen. Chopin, with
light touch and tender feeling. Which
OF the two wanderers was It? Quietly
she moved along to the door. Brett
mann; she rather expected to find him.
Nearly all educated Germans played.
n music stopped for a moment, then
resumed. Another melody followed. d
melody she had heard from one end OF
France to the other. She frowned. not
with displeasure, but with puzzlement.
For what purpose did a soldier of the
German empire play the battle hymn
OF the French republic? THE Marseil-
laisei" She entered the muslc-room,
and the low but vibrant chords ceased
ir stantly. Breitmann had been playing
these melodies standing. He turned
quickly.
7 beg your pardon" he said, but mar
fectly free from embarrassment.
I am very fond of music mysalf,
Please play whenever the mood comes
to you. The Merseillaise'-"
All" he interrupted, Laughing.
There was a bit of traitor In my
fingers just then. But music should
have no country; 1t should be uni
versal.'
Perhaps, generally speaking; but
every land should have an anthem OF
It's own. h greatest composition Of
Beethoven or Wagner will never touch
the heart as the ripple OF a battle
song"
And when Fitzgerald Joined then
they were seriously discussing Wagner
ana his Entertainment In Munich. and
OF the mad king of Bavaria.
AS h had planned, both man no
ticed the simplicity of her dress.
1t is because she doesn't cara
thought Breitmann.
1t Is because she knows we don't
care thought Fitzgerald. And he, was
nearer the truth than Breitmann.e
The dinner was pleasant, and there
was much talk of travel. The admiral
~AOo hNdiiy CfotI UuI1. HyiA~
gerald had been round three times. and
Breitmann four. The girl experienced
a sense of citation as she listened. she
knew most of her fathers stories. but
tonight he drew upon a half forgotfeu
store. Without establishment. Al IL
they were ordinary, everyday affairs,
they exchanged tales of adventure In
strange island wildernesses; and there
were lion hunts and man hunts and
fierce battles on land and sea. Never
had n st%ory-book opened a like
world. She felt a longing for the Hima-
layas, the Indian jungles, the low-lying
islands of the South Pacific.
SO far as the admiral was concernsd,
he was very we'll pleased with the new
secretary.
Fitzgerald was not asleep. He haa
an idea, and he smoked his yellow
African gourd pipe till this same idea
shaped itself into the form of a re-
solve. He laid the pipe ON the mantel,
turned over the logs-for the nights
were yet chill, and a fire was a COM
fort-and raised a window. He would
like to hear some of that tapping In
the chimney. He was fully dressed, ex-
cepting that he had exchanged shoes
for slippers.
He went out into the corridor. There
was no light under Breitmann's door.
So much the better; he was asleep.
Fitzgerald crept down the stairs with
the caution of a hunter who is trailing
new game. As he arrived at the turn
of the first landing. he hesitated. He
could hear the old clock striking OF
the seconds in the lower hall. He
cupped his ear. BY George! Joining
the sharp monotony of the clock was
another sound, softer. intermittent, He
was certain that it came from the
library. That door was never closed
Click-clicki Click-click! The mystery
was close at and
He moved forward. He wanted to
get as close as possible to the fire
place. He peered in. The fire was all
but dead: only the corner of a log
glowed duly. Suddenly. the glow died,
only to ~reappear. unchanged. This
phenomena could be due to one thing,
a passing Of something opaqu Fitz-
gerald had often seen this in camps,
when some ones legs passed between
him and the fire. Some one else was
in the room. With a light bound, he
leaped forward, TO find himself locked
In a pair Of arms no less vigorous than
his own.
And even in that lively moment he
remembered that the sound In tbs
chimney went onl
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