Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1912-02-18

with whom your son is in love!"
0K9 "Fay!' she gasped, and collapsed
eyes" answered.
II knew It'll" she cried violently. Something told
SOL That the h ta @ before he
engaged to you! And now back she comes! Wha1
did the hussy want! ~ &,
Again served myself of the plain truth. 3She came
answered succincty ito beg not to marry Victor,
because she is in love with him and ne IS IN love with
her!" ., :.
Mrs Cobbs face, beneath the sweeping hat with its
immense emerald pumes turned an almost similar tint
Little pale green reflections appeared at her nosts at
the corners of her nicely redeemed lips. 1t almost
seemed the blood had stood suddenly STILL CONCEALED
bv the same obstacle that threatened the master pas
sons of her heart
aWhat did YOU answer" she asked in a choked voice
If was to obtain any benefit from the complications
suddenly opened before me, it was PLAN that frank
trthtelling must have its limits. Responded guardedy
MADAME, l had time to answer. She made her
petition me- she heard you coming and she ran away
aBut what would you have answered.?
NOV, if there is set of persons for whom l have
~ little sympathy it is those herones OF romance
who for lack of lucid word at the proper moment
let their lives and everybody eses slide into the ditch
After ALL Mrs Cobb had not shown so much delcacy
toward me- when was in her power, that need be
afraid to speak openly at least. And sudden rage
boiled up at the thought of the helpless tange IN
which, by her greedy scheng ana the caprice OF t
Destiny had placed weapon IN my hands, "oulo
fight .,
"Dear Madame" l answered Win the uC1nOSC sweet
ness did YOU ever know of French person who would
willingly keep two loving hearts apart?"
She stared at me in dazed kind OF way. Evidently
this the kind of response she had expected so
pursued my advantage by adding:
allow that poor girl loves your son, Madame mon
Dieui how she loves him!" =
But-ah! that was where Lii, thinking to be SO
clever overreached her mark. Mrs. Cobb snorted,
actually snorted, like cabhorse in cold weather.
Gloves him! OF course she does 1 should think she
might love him "a boy like my Victor!'
E2,,fh o Love- hern
Hell love his wife she retorted grimly, cor III
know the reason why!"
@His wfe!" The words fell cold on my ears, and my
heart sweed in the courage of desperation. MADAME,
said @before the proposed steps made lrrevocabe
would it not be best that we have moments frank
conversation together?
GAS many as you like" she answered; though, upon
nv word can't imagine what there is to be said the
subject" And she nodded her head though there
was nothing more to be added;
changed that day the steamer when we arranged
evsTythngF ..;d with h,.c,, ,oot az haven't
changed nv
aNor l." answered steadily. Then, EYES," cried,
II have! In those days was French girl-for my
months in England, they don't count-Just a little
white goose who didn't anything and looked
forward to an arranged marriage the most natural
inevitable thing the world To be there were
special circumstances that made me hestate but the
whole idea of the thing to marry the husband that had
been picked out for me by someone older and wiser
than myseh-why, had never thought of anything
else. But now, though I'm as French as .ever,-yes,
though live to be old like the world ITSELF my dear
France must always come frst,-yet begin to feel
myself little bit American too. They please me so,
your Americans,-the way they talk, the way they
think, the way they~arr things! And, whether
want to or not can't help looking at things the way
you do you others. That you must know and love
vour husband before marrying hirr-thats the Ameri
can idea, isn't it? Well Madame it begins to be mine
as WE'LL"