Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1913-11-16

He laughed uneasily @You do not remember me,
Nladame' he asked.
She renquished the doorknob and emerged inspect
ing his clothing You are from Paris Of course Last
year perhaps, you came
Il did-last summer, Madame. l am Philidor-the
artist.
You? Monsieur, you Phidoro" She leaned for
ward upon the STEP her searching his face "Ph
dor not such you. He beard, and" She
suddenly caught him by the shoulder and turned him
toward the Il might think, and yet"
Il am Phlidor, he repeated, laughing. Il in
search of-of Ivonne
"You-are he! 1t is true. The saints be praised"
She threw the door inside open and called Jules Jules
He is GOMEZ Monsieur Philidor Is here."
The ancien nped forward from the inner darkness,
showing his gums. Il knew it, he creaked triumph
antly. did l not say that he would return
Markham took the bony fingers his anxious gaze
going past them toward the glow of the kitchen.
and Yvonne?" he asked feverishly. "She is Within
"She is here-yes, she is here-waiting for you
He dropped his vallSe and strobe past them eagerly.
pot simnered upon the fire. the table gave evidence
of a recent repast, and pile of dishes nearby stood
mutey in evidence; but of Hernia there sign.
"TienS!" Madame Guegou muttering. "She was
here but moment ago. In the garden, perhaps
He dashed out OF the door and down the graveled
walk. "Hernia! he called, and then again, "Hernia."
He reached the arbor just in time to her speed
the lower end of the meadow and vanish the
Hatless he leaped the low wall and followed JOY
giving him wings, while the old couple wonderingy
watched from the doorway. They mad these two!
She had been waiting for him month, and now-she
fed Mad? But what was love but madness?
Markham sprang into the cover of the trees where
he had her disappear and followed the path the
hill breathlessly She would escape him now, even,
when she had sent for him and he had herl She
could not go far. The thin He would have
called again; but he spared his BREATH for he knew that
she would reply. He reached the end of the path
and scanned the hill beyond. She could not have gone
that way. He turned and plunged among the pine
to his right, where the woods thicker 1t get
ting darker; but he her white skirt gray in the
shadows-saw it-ost lt-and found it again in the
deep wood He sprang forward over fallen trees.
through brambles, rocks, down the slope the
streamsde and caught her behind where she had
hidden from him.
HERAIIA." he cried. Hernia, you witch! What a
dance you We led me! But have you now-I have
And he had-n both of his arms, his lips seeking
hers But she denied him.
did you think you could escape again. he
laughed when I've half the world for you?'
"You-you frightened mel she gasped
"How did brighten you''
Il did-ddn't expect YOU"
"You sent for me!
al thought you would have cabed"
He laughed joyously "Cabled the hour of my ar
rival, and found you mssing3 | know you now, you
l took chances. As it is, you tried to get
away"
Il didn't get far
THAT wasn't your fault. You tried Why did you
rum"
She was silent, her head still hidden He repeated
the question.
Il don't know"
"Do brighten you
mot much"
He held her closely in his arms and kissed the
crown of her head, which the only object offered
al know he whispered Because you had given me
everything except yourself and you knew that l
would take that
No, no."
thanon