The Lexington intelligencer. [volume] (Lexington, Mo.) 1901-1949, 1913-11-21

olutlon In Paradise, they'll come RnC
chase these communaTds into the sea
And after that they'll stand you VI
against a convenient wall and Civ,
you thirty seconds for absolution-'
"Stopl" burst out the mayor, atrug
Cling to his feet. What am l to do
This gentleman, Monsieur Buckhurst
viii slsy me If ! disobey himl Be
sides"-he began to buster. "Tn
mayor Of Paradise, and I won't be
bulliedl You get out Of here with
your circus and your foolish ele
phantsl l haven't any gendasmet
just now to drive you out. but you
had better STAR, all the sams-beforG
night"
"oh." | SAID before aightl why
before night"
wait and see then he muttered
Anyway, get out Of my house dye
hear?"
I'VE are going to give that perform.
ance at two o'clock this afternoon.
/ said. After that, another tomorrow
at the same hour, and on every day
at the same hour. as long as 1t pays
Do you understand"
Perfectly" sneered the mayor.
Then | asked him what he would Dc
II the cruiser began dropping shell
into Paradise. he deliberately winkeo
at me and thrust mis- tongue into hi
cheek.
so you know that the cruiser t.
gomez" | asked
He grinned.
DO you suppose Buckhurvt's mer
hold the s%emaphore2 II they do. the,
sent that cruiser on q toolO errAnd,
whispered Speed.
Here was a nice plotl / stepped to
the window. Outside in the square
Buckhurst was ranging a dozen peas
ants in line. The peasants we're no
Paradise men; they wore the o
tunes OF the interior, and somebod,
had already armed them with scythes
rusty boarding-pikes, stable-forks, and
one, or two fiintlock muskets. An evil
looking crew, II ever / saw one. They
were the scum Of Morbihan.
WE'LL" muttered Speed In amaze
ment.
After a long silence, Kelly Eyre
looked at his watch. TITS time We
were In the tent" he observed, dryly;
and we turned away without a word
At the bridge we stopped and looked
back. The red flag was flying from
the mayors house.
Il think" l said, that we had bet
ter ride over to Trecourt after the
show-not that there's any immediate
danger
There is no immediate danger
said Speed, because she is here"
My face began to burn; ! looked al
him m~iserably. How do you know?
she is there In the tent. I saw
her. Don't misconstrue her presence
Don't be a contemplate fool. If /
have read her face-and | have never.
spoken to her, as you know tel
you, Scarlett, that young girl is golne
through an ordeall Do women OF tina
kind come to shows like this to be
amused?"
And he turned on his heel, leaving
me speeches..
do not remember dressing. When
! came out into the passage-way BY
ram beckoned me, and pointed at Q
crack In the canvas through which
n could see the interior Of the am
phitheater.
The show was on.
! stood in the shadow OF the stable
tent, dressed IN my frock-coat, white
stock, white cords. and hunting-boots
sullen, embitteTed, red with e false
shame that better men than l have
weakened under, almost desperate in
my humiliation, almost ready to end
1t all there among those tawny. rest
less brutes pacing behind the bars
at my elbow, watching me stealthily
with luminous eyes.
She knew what / was-but that abe
could come to see with her own eyes
l could not understand, / could not
forgive. Because she had, in her IRA.
cious ignorance, given me a young
grille impulsive friendship, was | to
mistake heri
Have you seen herr" whispered
Speed. coming up to me, long whip
trailing.
shook my head.
He looked At me in DISGUST. "Hers,a
something for you" no said. shortly.
and thrust an envelope into my hand.
In the envelope was q little card
on which was written: Il ask YOU to
be careful. for a friends sake" On
the other side Of the card was an.
graved her name.
Where 10 shef" l Said, ateadyins
my voice, which my leapine heart Al.
most stifed.
He drew me by the elbow and
looked toward the right OF the amphi.
tneater. Following the direction Of
his eyes, saw her leaning forward.
pale{aced, grave, small, gloved hands
i%nterlocked. Beside her sat sylvia
Elven, apparently amused at the a n
tics Of the clown.
Il viii be careful" l said TO speed.
in a low voice. II II were not for
Byram would not so on today-but
that is a matter Of honor. Oh, Speed.
! broke out, lis she not worth dying
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