New Ulm review., 1913-11-19

directed to Herr Bauer. who
in reality was James Citizens Of Scot
land Yard. The telegram had said
"Why do you say NJ IS there: He is
in London. Explain. Letter tomor-
row." The letter had come, and Mr.
Citizens as well as the local police Of
fee was "bowled over." to express it in
Scotland Yard English. He had wired
his employers that IN. is still in Inns
bruck. Cannot be in London" 1t was
very clearly set forth in the letter tha t
Roxbury Medcroft was in London and
that Mr.. Citizens Of Scotland Yard had
| betrayed his trust He was virtually
charged with playing into the hands Of
the enemy-"selling OUT as it were.
1t readily may be expected that Mr..
| Citizens was accused of being in the
employ of the opposition" Moreover,
it is but reasonable TO assume that he
took vigorous steps at once to vindi-
! cate himself. which accounts for the
woe that lurked close behind the heels
! of man named Brock.
Brock and Consta nee had ridden off
that afternoon to visit the historic
Schloss ,Ambras. The great castle had
] been saved for the very last Of their
! explorations. He had just been able
to secure permission to visit that part
of the dukes residence open on certain
occasions to the curious public. Edith
had declined to accompany them. In
| the first place. she was expecting the
all important message from her hns-
sand. She was ION nettles." to quote
her plaintive cagerlfess. In the second
place, she realized that as the crisis
was at hand II the affairs Of Brock
and Constance her presence was not a
pecessary adjunct. Not only was she
expecting message from Roxbury
but eagerly anticipating an outburst Of
Joyous news from the two who had. it
seemed. very gladly left her behind. ~
The young couple returning by the
lower road from the schloss came to a
resting place at a little eating house
and garden on the hillside overlooking
the river inn. 1t is a quiet, demure.
unfrequented place among the crags,
standing in from the white roadway u
hundred feet or more. clouded by
! gorgeous trees and somber cliffs. 1t
was to this charming, romantic retreat
that Brock led his fair, now tren,ulous
inamorata. She. too. knew that the
hour for decision had come. 1t was In
the air. In the CLINT OF his eyes. in the
leaping Of her heart. And she knew
what she would say to him and what
they would say to the world a few
hours hence The mountains seemed
to have lost their splendid frown.
They were beaming down upon her,
,tenderly caressing instead Of bleak and
'foreboding as they always had been
before
A rosy checked girl came into the
garden to serve them. Swift. cool
,breezes were scurring down the valley.
bearing ln their wake the soft rain
clouds that were soon to drench the
earth and then radiantly pass on. They
were quite alone. seated in the shelter
of a wide, overhanglng portieo.
soft, green darkness was creeping over
the mountain side, pregnant with smell
Of the shower. as
Constance ordered tea and "A bfte of
something to eat for both. Brooks
gaze never left her exquisite face
while she was engaged IN the pretty
but rather elf conscious occupation
of tnstructinc the waitress. After the
girl had departed. he leaned forward
across the little table and said. a 'trifle
hoarsely and disjointedly: .a..
ut was most appetfzing to watch
you do that could 1--we forever on
nothing but tea and sandwiches II you
were to order them"
you've said a great many silly
things to me this afternoon"
81 woneler"-.he stopped and lowered
his voice-"l wonder If you would call
it silly If were to tell you tha1 i love
you, very, very much.' His Sloved
hand dropped upon hers as she fum-
bled aimlessiy with the menu card;
something in the very helplessness of
that long. slim hand drew the strength |
of all his love toward it-all Of this |
confident. arrogant love that bad come |
to be so sure of itself In these last |
days. His gray eyes. dark with the |
purpose of his passion, took on new
and impeIling glow; she looked into
them for an instant, the waverinG
smile of last resort on her parted lips;
then her lids dropped quickly and her
lip trembled.
"I should still think you very silly"
she said in a very low voice. unless
unless you 90 love me-
His fingers closed so tightly upon
hers that she looked up. her eyes swim
ming with tenderness. Neither spoke
for a long minute, but words were not
needed to tell what the soul was say
inc through the eyes.