Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1912-04-03
CHAPTER XII.
Apollo,s lYre.

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empty space between the three domes
and the triangular pediment. She
breathed freely over Paris, the whole
valley Of which was seen at work be-
low. She called Raoul 10 come quite
close TO her and they walked side by
side along the zinc streets, in the
leaden avenues; they looked at their
twin shapes in the huge tanks, full OF
stagnant water. where, in the hot
weather. the little boys OF the ballet,
a score or so, learn 10 swim and dive
The shadow had followed behind
them, clinging to their steps; and the
two children little suspected its pres
ence when they at last sat down,
trustingly. under the mighty protec-
ton OF Apollo, who, with a great
bronze gesture, lifted his huge Tyre
to the heart OF a crimson sky.
II was a gorgeous spring evening.
Clouds. which had Just received their
gossamer robe OF gold and purple from
the setting sun, drifted slowly by;
and Christine said TO Raoul:
soon we shall go farther and fast
or than the clouds, TO the end OF the
world, and then you will leave me,
Raoul. But, II. when the moment
comes for you TO take me away, re-
fuse to go with you-wel you must
carry me OF by. force!"
Are you afraid that you will
change your mind, Christine?"
I don't know" she said, shaking
her head in an odd fashion. He is
demon!" And she shiVered and nes-
tied in his arms with a moan. Il
am afraid now OF going back to live
with him in the ground"
What compels you TO go back.
Christine?"
IF do not go back to him, terrible
misfortunes may happen! But
] can't do II, / can't do II! l
know one ought to be sorry for peo-
pie who live underground. .
But he is too horrible! And yet the
time is at hand; I have only a day
left; and, II do not go. he will come
and fetch me with his voice. And he
will drag me with him. underground,
and go on his knees before me, with
his deaths head. And he will tell me
that he loves me- And he will cry!
oh, those tears. Raoul those tears in
the two black eye-sockets OF the
deaths head! ! cannot see those
tears flow again."
She wrung her hands in anguish,
while Raoul pressed her to his heart.
mo, no. you shall never again hear
him tell you that he loves you! You
shall not see his tears! Let US fly
Christine. let us fly at once!"
And he tried to drag her away
then and there. But she stopped him
NO, no." she said. shaking bel
head sadly. Not now! Il
would be too cruel let hin
hear me sing tomorrow evening
and then he will go away. You mus
come and fetch me In my dressing
room at midnight exactly. He viii
then DO waiting for me in the dining
room by the lake we shall b.
free and you shall take me away
You must promise me that
Raoul, even II | refuse: for fee
that. n go back this time, shall
perhaps never return"
And she gave a sigh 10 which
seemed 20 her that another sigh, be
hind her, replied.
Didn't you hear?"
Her teeth chartered.
NO" said Raoul, IT heard moth
ing"
1T Is too terrible" she confessed
ITO be always trembling like this
And yet We run no DANCE
here; We are at home. in the sky,
the open air. in the light. The sun
flaming: and night-birds cannot bea
TO look az the sun. have neve
seen him by daylight II mus
be awful! Oh, the first tim
saw him! thought that
was going 10 die
''Why?" asked Raoul. really frigh
ened al the aspect which this strang
confidence was taking
Because / had seen him!"
This time. Raoul and Christir
turned round at the same time:
There is some one IN pain" sal
Raoul Perhaps some one has bee
hurt. Did you hear?"
II can't say" Christine oonfesse
Even when he is not there. my cal
are full OF his signs. Sull, 4 yC
heard
They stood up and looked arour
them. They were quite alone on II
immense lead roof They sat dow
again and Raoul said:
Tell me how you saw him first"
Il had heard him for three mo1tl
without seeing him. The first time
heard IL. I thought, as you did, tn
that adorable voice was singing in a
other room. / went out and lookt
everywhere; but. as you know, RaoI
my dressing-room is very much
Itself; and | could not find the vol
outside my room, whereas It went
steadily inside. And II not only san
but It spoke TO me and answered I
questions, like a real mans voiC
with this difference. that it was
beautiful as the voice Of an angel
had never got the Angel OF Mus
whom my poor father had promis