The Forrest City times., 1913-08-08
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 Is it wtse.~ he had asked. to court the attention a the peopie
 ~Oh, an not afraid" she had ansvered- And they are going to dance. tool"
 Tbey!" He trowned
 Why not. I. Is the queens own hea Les the people dance she has said. and they will keep out Of uis- cAieS' Besides" with a proader boise Of the bright head. why shouldn't they see, and--iige me-"
 They like nothing excep. them scIres. and" dryly. to attempt 10 evade the4r just obligations"
 Can you blame thsm+'' She made a ngh. gesture. Obligations, mon pere. are 50 uresome."
 Well. well. hastily. have your own way" Although he spoke rather shortly, on the whole he was not dis pleased with his daughter; her be- trothai with the Marquis de Beau vtiiers. 8 noblenan Of large estates,- arranged while she was yet chid!- promised a brilliant marriage and in . measure offered to his Excellency some compensation for that old and brgcherished disappointment - the birth Of a girl when his ambition had looked 90 strongly for an heir to his name as well as 10 his estate.
 And so m lady and her guests danced and made merry on the sands saIn rA hD the mainland. or down from the fouses in the town d. the base Of the rock to watch. A varied assem blaze Of gaunt-iooking men and bent, low broued vome- for the most part they stoot suilen and silent. though ex- changing meaning glances now and then as 1T to say: Do you note all this ostentation-ail this glitter and dlsplays Yes. and some day" Up oa breeding brows. in deep-set eyes. an furrowed faces a question and an answer seemed to gieam and pass Endowed with natural optimism and . vfvacity somewhat needless. my lady appeared unconscious of all this latent enmity until an unlooked-for incident. justifying in a measure the governors demur. broke in upon the evenings festivities and claimed her attention.
 On the beach, lighted by torches a dainty minuet was proceeding gaily when through the throng ot onlook. CTS, a young man with dark head SC, on frame tall and powerful. worked his way carefully to point where he was afforded at least a restricted view of the animated spectacle. Alb s,rbed each in his or her way In the scene before them, no one noticed rim. and. with hat drawn over his brow. and Ltanding in tho shadow of the towering head-dresses of sev eral peasant women. he seemed con tent to attract as little attention tC himself as possible. His look. al frs quick and alert, that ot a man taktnl stock Of his surroundings. suddenly became intent and piercing. as, pass ing fin survey over the lowly spec tators to the giittering company, f centered itself on the young mistres! of festivities
 In costume white and shining. tn, Lady Elise moved through the grace ful numbers. her slender supple tigur, now poised. now swaying. from heaC to foot responsive to the rhythm o that "pastime of little steps" HeI lips. too. were busy, but such was th. witchery of her motion-all lire ant iito.-the silk-stockinged cavalier. whom she thus regailed with wlt mockery, or jest. could. for the mos p0rt, respond only with admiring glances or weakly protesting words
 That pretty fellow. her partner with a contemptuous accent on the adjective. "is the Marquis de Beau villers. a kinsman of the king" salc one of the women in the throng
 Ma foi! They're well matched A dancing doll for a popInjay!"
 The young man behind the head dresses. now noddiug yiciously. moved nearer the front, Dressed fin the rough though not picturesque fashior of the northern fishermen. a touch O color in his apparel lent to his bearinl
 
 of his swarthy face did not belle. Fol few moments he watched the girl the changing eyes and lips. shadow co by hair that shone and flashed nk, bright burnished gold: then catching her gaze. the black eyes gleamed. Al instant their eyes fingered; her, startled. puzzled
 Where have ] seen him?" M, iady, in turning. paused to swin, over her shoulders a glance.
 Whom asked her companion fl the dance--a fair. handsome noble mar Of slim figure and elegant bear ing.
 That's just what can't tell you. she answered. sweeping a courtes, tfat fitted the rhythm of the music Only face 1 should remember!"
 "Should? The marquis look fol lowed hers