The Ekalaka eagle. [volume] (Ekalaka, Mont.) 1909-1920, 1913-03-07

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against the little heart Of a woman. A
heart which does not love you is a hard
thing to dash yourself against. The
most victorious go to pieces on that
rock"
II shall wait. l know how to wait"
What will you wait for?"
My hour" he cried. THAT means
something. My hour has always come.
1t must come this time. as it has in all
other things. and them
He broke off suddenly. Grace arose
again.
why act this comedy with me?" he
demanded roughly. Il know that you
are really eager to confde the truth to
me; eager. Now, go on and tell me
what 1t is"
80 you take me for a malicious per-
SOMA tale bearer:"
mo: YOU have more at stake than
that, but what it is I an ignorant of.
Only go on and tell me-"
Listen to me, jacques"
"Ah, at last"
Il am not acting from interest,""
Grace explained hurriedly.
Agreed" he said, impatient to hear
her story.
But l an really devoted to YOU"
"And ] to YOU" he assured her.
II remember a winter out there. five
years 6 | remember those nights
in the Medieval palace. Since then
you've been a good friend to me-a
! man l could trust
1T was the least | could do"
And l am grateful to you," Grace
continued hurricdly. "Today you have
suffered. Well have just learned
that you are leaving for London"
True. In five minutes l must be
off"
SIS your trip very important?"
Very"
"ln that case She hesitated.
Rrachard turned to her impaticntly,
his eyebrows bent together.
600 on" lie commanded.
Il intended to advise you not to go
to pretend to leave, but to remain in
Paris"
"Why:' he asked.
wen, ! i'I sure 81 nolllnT, you I'M
dcrstand, nothing. But if you return to
your house ut about - o'clock and
knock on your Wifc's d"or''--
"WelI:' he cried wildly, his eyes
burning as he cazc1 at her.
'II"n't ask Inc any more she said
fcarfully.
"Good." Rrachard said, controlling
b{,,cof n~n;, r.,%1. ~,
was a pause during which he drew out
his watch. Grace watched him curl
Ously.
"Thcn you will not go to London:"
she asked.
Hrachard shrugged his shoulders and
said nothing, only looking at her ouizzi-
cally.
you will co." she asked again.
The same gesture and look was her
answer.
what are YOU going to do?" she
asked. consumed by curiosity.
This time Erachard smiled grimly,
and she exclaimed potulantly:
"Oh, YOU are dumb, are YOU: You've
gone back into your shell. Well. well,
! shan't insist. I'm 10 curious, but
one of these days. jacques
He smiled again with another con
tcmptuo,S movement of his big shout
lcrS as she walked toward the vcsti-
bulc. She turned as she reached the
door.
Eyes, my good friend, Shruy your
shoulders as much as YOU like, open
yOur eyes or close them if YOU like,
conceal what You think from me if
you please, but don't neglect the adj
vice of a friend "A woman Remain"
Rrachard knew that Grace had told
him the trutll-tha he was daShin-
himself to pieces against the little
heart of II woman who did not love
him. But he would 90 on. He had
in all the Years OF his life. years
Of desperate fighting, acknowledged
defeat. and he would not do so now.
He would find his riva! ana would
crush him until he lay writing. brok-
en-, helpless and exposed. His hour
was close at hand now. and there was
no longer time to wait.
Ito be continued