The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-11-18

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 She turned to him, smiling faintly. With just the turn ef shoulder she Indicated the water front, where, at the end of the dock on which they stood, lay the good ship Mount Yer non, river packet, the black smoke al- ready pouring from her stacks In turn he smiled and also shrugged shoulder My dear lady, I could journey on forever with one so young and pleasant as yourself. I win give you my prom Ese in exchange for your parole-"
 Now her gesture was more positive, her glance flashed more keenly at him. .eDo not be too rash. she answered. My parole runs only whiiS we travel together privately. As soon as we reach coach or boat matters will change. reserve the right of any prisoner to secure fife. liberty and the pursuit of happiness. It was well enough when we travelled in ofir own private express. from Washington here to Pittsburgh. for then there was no chance for escape. Here my Jaiier may perhaps have some trouble with me-
 At the word '.jailsr' the horiz coun- tenance of young Captain Carlisle flushed yet ruddier beneath It's tan. His lips set still more tightly under the bcanf reddish muBtache. With a ges- fure of impatienee he lifted his mili- tary hat and passed a hand over the auburn hair which famed above his white forehead His slim figure stiff ened even as his face became more stern Clad in the full regimentals of his rank he made a not unmanly figure as he stood there, though hardly taller than this splendid woman whom he addressed
 Bhe walked to and fro, pausing to turn now and them, impatient, uneasy, like some ca9ed creature.
 My dear Countess St. Auban," said he, more formally, T wish that you mieht never use that word with me again-jaiisr. I am only doing my duty as a soldier. The army has offered t0 1k all sorts of unpleasant tasks. Thay selected me as agent for your disappearance because ann an army cfRcer. had no option, I must obey"
 ''Why did you bring me herer'
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 And why did comeF' she unused half to herself. aWhen left the car rsaee with my maid, Jeanne, there, when passed through that dark train siled at midnight, I felt that something w&s wrong. When the door of the railway coach was opened felt that conviction grow. When you met me the anrst time I ever saw you, sir-I fslt fhy heart turn cold" cs
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 AAnd when the door of the coach closed on myself and my maid-when we rolled on away from the city. in spite of all I could do or say-why, ~s- 4o41~ matters changed since thenT
 Madam, from the first you were splendid. You showed pure courage" Fear wins nothing
 Precisely. Then let us not fear what the future may have for us. I have no directions beyond this point, Pittsburgh I was to take boat here, that was all. I was to convey you out into the west. somewhere, any where, no one was to know where, mnd sorne way, any way. my instruc- lions were was to lose you | have had no definite instructions as to how that should be done, my dear countess.
 AThe agent who conveyed my orders to me-he comes from Kentucky. you see-said to me that, while I could not b0wsfring you, it would be quite prop CT to put you in a sack and throw you cverboard- Only, said he to me, be Bure that you do not drop her any where along the coast of my own state 1 of Kentucky,. tor if you do she will 1 nntfe the sack and swim ashore into l my constituency, where have trouble l sz5ugh without the Countess St Au- | ban. active aboIftionist, to increase it. i rrouble,' said he to me, thy name is | Josephine St AubanI
 aThen I ann safe until we get below | fhe Kentucky shore7. she queried l calmly.
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 ~wiil you set me down at Louis ri1ie7''
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