Catoctin clarion. [volume] (Mechanicstown, Md.) 1871-1940, 1913-09-18
THURMONT FREDERICK COUNTY, MD, THURSDAY, SEPTEMBE

they could not meet on common foot
ing in her opinion; she must be at
least of noble birth, and probably
looked on him merely as a convent
medium of assistance.
sit down, Monsieur, and let me
speak," she said coldly. "As for those
sailors, they will not dare to lay a
finger on me- nor Captain Won Holz-
rath either" She pulled the little
purse from her belt, opened it, hesi-
tated, and then replaced it. Il was
about to offer you money she said.
"but | see that you are gentleman.
l appeal to your goodness instead"
Lane remained standing. He bow
ed gravely at her words but attempted
no answer.
II am person of rank in my
country" continued the girl with
faint smile 'of very high rank I
found it necessary to visit America
upon a certain errand. My govern
ment objected to this mission of mine
and sent battleship in pursuit of the
steamer on which | had taken pas
sage. You know the rest Happily
succeeded in reaching land, aad |
have no doubt that the warship is
now speeding away seaward, for even
the audacity of Captain Won Holzrath
would go no further than the firing of
q few shells In American waters.
I do not think he will nolest us. So
In,
with the person whom | have come to
see.'
IF that be possible, Mademoiselle,
will do so,' said Lane. What Is
hiL name?"
His name," answered the girl slow
ly, "is Paul Lane"
Il am Paul Lane answered her
companion.
The girl made no reply but looked
at him scornfully.
Evidently you disbelieve me, Mad
am" Paul said May inquire the
reason for your disbelief? Will my Wis
iting card suffice to prove my iden-
tity?" He opened his card case, 1t
was empty. He stared at it in cha
grin and then hung his head like
schoolboy. Over the girls features
faint smile spread once more.
IF you are Paul Lane" she said,
you are undoubtedly acquainted with
Monsieur Rosny, of Paris?
"Rosny!" exclaimed the other. THE
agent of the Orleans family: Jean
1f NJ "a
The girl looked at him in consterna-
ton.
You are really Paul Lane?" she
murmured In embarrassment.
thousand pardons, Monsieur. But
are you not rich, millionaire? If
this is your house, where are your
automobiles, your seryants?'
"Ah, Mademoiselle, not every Amer
lean cares for those things he an
swered. Il have, | believe, seven auto.
mobiles in the garage of my city home.
But | have not seen them for seven
months now"
The girl sprang to her feet and ex.
tended her hands impulsiyely.
"Veritably. you are Paul Lane,
Just as he was described to me" she
said. Monsieur Lane, how can | ex.
press my regrets for my mistrust OF
you? You knew Monsieur Rosny two
years ago" she resumed. you spoke
to him of your desire to devote your
millions to certain causes: he had not
bnc hnnn q
familiar one among our circle during
all the time that has elapsed since you
last saw him. And SO have come to
you to petition that you follow the
former impulse of your nature, Mon,
sieur. If riches have not corrupted
you, you will obey that inner call
that you have heard"
Lane looked out through the win
dow at the drifting fog Clouds the
low sandy shore, growing more Wis
| ible each moment, the long deserted
stretches of desolate country; and
suddenly there revived in him the
| impulse to taste that fulness of life
when. for three months. he had been
closer than a brother to Jean Rosny,
the leader of the Orleans conspiracy
which was being formed against the
government of France to re-establish
her ancient kings and renew her great
ness. He felt shaken to the depths.
II will obey that CALL" he said in a
low voice, and raised her hand to his
lips.
Then let me speak quickly" said
the girl, for at any moment we may
be interrupted He cannot hurt me
now but assuredly Captain Won Holz-
rath will not leave these shores until
he has talked with me. You are
agreed with Monsieur Rosny that GER
tain things are true; that the history
Of tho last century has been
one of gigantic blunders. We
have reversed the traditions of
our fathers and all the ills Of the mod
ern world are due to them" She
spoke like a prophetness; her bosom
heaved and her eyes flashed as the
words poured from her lips. You
are agreed, Monsieur, that 1t was
only under the rule of their an
cient kings that the peoples prospered,
that democracy, with It's drab equal
lty, has removed all purpose, all poe
try, all happiness from life. We have
| formed a league, then the League Of
Lost Causes, for the re-establshment
| of the ancient orders, and our ad-