The Huttig news., 1913-07-19
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when he thought of the three hours alone with Roeitta.
 His nights. since he had met Astra and Rositta, were restless Rositta's many kindnesses especially gave him food for thought. He paid more at- tention to matters of dress; he shaved his round, ruddy face every day. He even used perfume
 It daZzled him to think of the trip to the capital with the countess for company.
 Early in the dewy morning Santos brought the Hawk to the cottage and waited for Rositta.
 A little later the wonderful machine leaped into the air and up and for ward with mighty flaps of the glitter Ing wings
 Countess Rosiny rose and went slowly forward to the man who was directing the flight of the great bird; the brain of the mechanism. ] She leaned over the railing that separated the cabin from the steering wheel and the various levers. "Row high are we now, MT. Duprel?" she asked
 Santos looked at the aerograph: "2,527 feet, countess. Do you want to go higher?"
 "Oh, yesi"
 The Hawk darted up: turn of the wheel worked the wings. and electric sparks were seen in steady stream
 What wonderful machine this is." whispered the countess in Santos ear. He had mastered his timidity and, for the first time, turned to look at her. Her brilliant eyes melted into the light blue. round eyes of Santos.
 Yes, it s,' he said simply.
 Are we going still higher?" she asked i'll a breathless tone.
 santos looked hurriedly at the aero graph and saw that it showed 1s.0Ga feet. In his nervousness he had gone higher than he intended. SO he hastily changed the direction. It was bitterly cold for a short time. but the wings soon generated enough heat to warm the cabin; in fact it was too warm, and Santos opened the air condenser that let i'll the fresh, pure air Of that altitude, where it is clear and intoyi- eating in it's sweetness
 How much l admire men like vou, MT Duprel. You have conquered the air," whispered the countess to the good boy who had suecumbed 10 her charms
 Countess. you are too good to me: you are the sweetest, dearest woman have ever met" stuttered the bird man. He was still more dazed when she placed her dainty, dimpled hand oh the steering wheel where it touched his
 Where does this machine get the tremendous power that enables il to fly with such vefecitg?n questioned l Ros | a.
 "Liectricity." was all the little man said; then he smiled at his fair pas senger, whose hand still rested on the wheel, touching his.
 "Electricity?s She looked around at the simple machinery in sight How do you generate it?"
 Santos laughed at the shrewd Guoe- ton. We don't. Al least, not, much of it. Then he suddenly closed his mouth like one who has realized he is saying too much.
 The clever woman read h's thoughts. She was quiet for short time, then her hand released the wheel and fell in her lap. She sighed deeply.
 Are you happy MT Duprel?" was her sudden question.
 Santos was so surprised that he gave an involuntary pull at the wheel that took them from their course Why do you ask this question. count ess?.
 Because a man like you ought 10 be very happy
 "A poor. lonesome fellow, such as me?"
 Are you lonely? l would have SUD- posed that genius, who could con quer the air and save his country. couldn't be lonely"
 Santos Duprel put on the automatic lock and let the wheel go. His instinct was aroused; something told him that this beautiful woman was playing with him. and he, the brave Santos Du- prel, turned toward the bewitching en- emy with eyes lit up.
 Countess Rosny! Why are you playing with me? am not great Maa. am not an inventor and con seror: I am only simple workman ryinS to give my best to my master. should xon tell all this to him, to Ma noleon Edison. it would be well rlaced, but why do you speak to me this way%"
 His appearance was changed. His stone was clear and strong lis round face vas pale
 The countess looked at him as if fascinated by his ouiburst Tears ap- peared in her eyes.
 'Mr. Duprsl, Have l wounded vour l am all alone. with no one to care for me. You have been SO kind 10 me hat have. ever since Elelgoland. looked ol yon us my best friend Gan help it if my loneliness has" she did not finish her sentence, but fell to sobbing hysterically and poor San. fos' heart was softeped.
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