, 1912-11-28

80 S'oSc W Sdllopluk dWdy.
The ways of fortune are strange,
look at them from any point of view.
Surprising as 1t may seem, a like en-
counter happened on the followingday
and-aye, on the day after and every
day for a week or more. Occasions
there were when Penelope was com
PEELED to eQuivocate shamefully In or
der to escape the companionship of Il
duke. the count or others of their III
when the guardian Of the roa
was late at his post she rode far int
the enemy's country. actually thrille(
by the joy of adventure. When he ap-
peared far dowl the road she turned
and fed with all the sensations of a
culprit, and he ~thundered after her
with vin~dictiveness that deserved bet
ter results. Across the line she drew
rein and faced him defiantly. her hair
blown awry. her cheeks red. her eyes
sparkling.
mo %trespassT' she cried. holding up
her gloved hand. He stopped short,
for that was one of the terms of truce.
The next day he again WINS missing,
but she was not to be caught by his
stratagem. Instead of venturing Into
the trap he had prepared for her. she
remained on her side of the line, smil-
ing at the thought Of him in hiding far
up the road. II any one had suggested
to her that she was developing too
great an interest in this stalwart gen.
tleman b would have laughed him to
scorn. 1t had not entered her mind to
question herself as to the pleasure she
found in being lear lin. She was
founding her actions on the basis that
he was a real man and that the little
comedy of adventure was quite worth
while.
At length an impatient line appeared
on her fair brow, a ~resentful CLEAN
In her eyes. His remissness was an
impertinence! It was the last time
she would come-but a sudden thought
struck her like a blow. She turned
white and red by turns. Had he tired
Of the sport? Had the novelty worn
OF? Was he laughing at her for a
silly c%oquette? The riding crop came
down sharply upon her horses flank.
and a very deeply agitated young wo-
man galloped on toward Bazelhurst
villa, hurrying as though afraid he
might catch sight of her in flight.
A quarter Of a mile brought a change
In her emotions. British stubbornness
arose to combat an utter rout. After
all, why should she run away from
him? With whimsical bravado she
turned OF suddenly into the trail that
led to the river. her color deepening
with the consciousness that, after all.
she was vaguely hoping she might see
him somewhere before the morning
passed. Through the leafy pathway
she rode at a snail's pace, brushing
the low hanging leaves and twigs from
about her head with something akin to
Epetulance.
AS she neared the river the neighing
Of a horse hard by caused her to sit
erect with burning ears. Then she
relapsed into a smile, remembering
that 1t might have come from the
game warden's horse. A moment later
her searching eyes caught sight of
Shaw's horse tied to a sapling and on
Bazelhurst ground. many hundred feet
from his own domain. She drew rein
sharply and looked about In consider
able trepidation. on to the right lay
the log hat divided the lands. but
nowhere along the bank of the river
could she see the trespasser. Careful
y she resumed her way, ever on the
lookout. puzzled not a little by the
unusual state of affairs.
Near the river trail she came upon
the man. but he paid no heed to her
approach. He sat with his face in his
L-- -n h o~.rI .zk hAltAUn IAr
eyes and ears-he was sobbing bitter
ly. For an instant her lips curled in
the smile of scornful triumph. and
then something like disgust came over
her. There was mockery in her voice
as she called out to him:
Have you stubbed your toe. little
boyr
He looked up. dazed. Then he
arose. turning his back while he dash
ed his hand across his eyes. When he
glanced back at her he saw that b
was smiling. But she also saw some
thing In his face that drove the smile
away. Absolute rage cleaned In his
eyes.
$50 II Is real war;" he, said hoarsely.
his face quivering. Your pitffui cow
ards want 1t to be real, do theyf
Well, that's what 1t shall be. hang
them! They shall have all they want
of IL. Look. This Is their way OF
hghting. is lit Looky'
He pointed to his feel. Her bewtI
dered eyes saw that his hano was
bloody and a deathly sickness came
over her. He was pointing to the out
stretched. inanimate form Of the dog
that had beer his friend and comrade
She knew that the beaot was dead
and she knew that her brotaer's threat
had not been an IDLE one. A great
wave Of pity and horror swept over
her. Moisture sprang to her ayes on
the mamen