Newark evening star and Newark advertiser. [volume] (Newark, N.J.) 1909-1916, 1911-02-18
BY
Harold
MacGrath

Tor his inheritance, and who has a bet
ter right to it, Every coin may repre-
sent a sacrifice, q deprivation, and those
who gave 1t freely gave 1t to the blood.
Is 1t sometimes that you laugh at
French sentiment"
Not In F'renchmen like YOU" said
the admiral gravely.
Good To men of heart what mat
ters the tongue7"
Poor young mani" sighed Laura.
Il am glad he has found 1t. Didn't I
wish hin to have IT."
And you knew ell this7" said Ca
THEY'VE into the ear of the woman he
loved.
Thinly the word came through her
lips: Yes"
Cathewe's chin sank into his collar
and he stared at the crumbs on The
cloth.
But what meant this argument with
the driversf" asked Coldfield.
Yes! I had forgotten that" supple
lnented the sailor.
"on the way back to Carshese we
should have been stopped. We were
to be quietly but effectively suppressed
TIL our Napoleon set sail for Mar
%seilles.' M. Ferraud bowed. He had
no more to add.
The admiral shook his head. He had
come to Corsica as one might 60 to a
picnic; and here he had almost toppled
over into a gulf
The signlfcanoe OF the swift glance
which was exchanged between M. Fer
raud and Fitzgerald was not trans-
latable TO Laura. who alone caught 1t
In its transit. An idea took possession
OF her, but this idea had nothing to
do with the glance, which she forgot
almost Instantly. Woman has q way
with q man,; she lads him whittier she
desires, and never Is he any the wiser.
She will brow obstacles in his way or
she will tear down walls that rise UP
before him; she viii make a mile out
of a rod or turn q mountain into a
mole-hill; and none but the Cumaean
Sibyl could tell why. And as Laura
was of the disposition to walk down
BY the cemetery, to take a final view
Of the sea before 1t melted into the
sky, what was more natural thar that
Fitzgerald should follow her? They
walked on in the peace of twilight, UNI
mindful Of the curiosity OF the villagers
or of the play of children about their
feet. The two were strangely silent;
O4A " AAaAt - gill Ito tio llibrt
presently hear the thunder of his in
surSent heart. At length she paused,
gazing toward the sea, upon which the
puppies OF night were rapidly deepen
ing.
And IL I had not made that wager"
he said, following aloud his train OF
thought.
And If I had not bought that statu-
cite" picking UP the thread. If she
had laughed. nothing might have hap
pened. But her voice was low and
sweet and Illuminating.
The dam OF his reserve broke, and
the great current of life rushed over
his lips, to happiness or TO misery.
whichever 1t WAS to be.
II love you, and I "a no more help
telling you than I can help breathing.
l nave tried not to speak. I have so
little to offer. I have been lonely 50
long. I did not mean to tell you here
but I've lone IT," He ceased, terrified.
His voice had diminished down to a
mere whisper. n finally refused to
work at all.
Still she stared out to sea.
He found his voice again. 80 there
isn't any hope? There is some one
else?" lie was very miserable,
Had there been, I should a v
stopped o at once"
but = = ~"
do you wish a more definite an
swer " " John?" And only then did
she turn her head.
"Yes,' his courage coming back full
and strong. IT want you to tell me-
you love me. n while my arms are
round you like this! May I kiss you
mo other man save my father shall"
"Ah, I haven't done anything to de-
serve this!"
MOI"
I'm not even a third-rate hero.-
(To BE Continued Monday