Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1913-01-10

But I'm not going to say yes at
least. I don't think I am. Do sit
down."
: Aleck started straight for the gilt
chair.
times too big for that chair. Be-
sides, it's quite valuable; it's a Louis
Quinze."
Aleck INDUCED in a vicious kick at
the ridiculous thing, picked up an
enormous leather bottomed chair
made apparently of lead, and placed it
iauntily almost beside Miss Reynier's
chair, but facing the other way.
This is much better, thank you,
he said. Now tell me why you think
you are not going to say yes to
me-"
Melanie's mood of softness had not
left her; but sitting there, face to
face with this man, face to face with
his seriousness, his masculine Will
and strength, she felt that she had
something yet to struggle for, some
deep personal right to be acknowl-
edged. 1t was with dignity, an aloof-
ness, that was quite real, yet very
sweet, that she met this American
lover. He had her hand in his nrm
grasp, but he was waiting for her 10
speak. He was giving her the hear
ing that was, in his opinion, her right
In the first place." Melanie began,
you ought to know more about me
who | am, and all that sort OF thlng.
| am, in one sense, not at all what L
seem to be; and that, in the case or
marriage. is a dangerous thing"
1T is an important thing, at least
But | do know who you are; | knew
long ago. Since you never referred
to the matter, of course | never did.
You are che Princess Auguste Stepha-
ME of Krolvetz, cousin of the present
Duke Stephen, called King Of Krol-
vetz. You are even in line for the
throne, though there are two or three
lives between. You have incurred
the displeasure of Duke Stephen and
are practically an exile from your
country"
"a voluntary exile" Melanie cor
rected.
voluntary only in the sense that
you prefer exile to absolute submls-
sion to the duke. There is no alterna-
tive, if you return"
Melanie was silent. Aleck lifted the
hand which he held touched it gently
with his lips and laid it back beside
it's fellow on Mclanie's lap. Then. he
rose and lifted both hands before her,
half in fun and half in earnestness,
as If he were courtier doing rever-
ence to his queen.
"See, your Highness, how ready l
am to do you homage! Only smile on
the most devoted of your servants.
Melanie could not resist his gentle
gaiety 1t was as If they. were two
children playing at story. Aleck, in
such mood as this, was as much fun
as a dancing bear, and in five minu-
tes more he had won peals of laughter
from Melanie. 1t was what he wanted
to brighten her spirits. So present
ly he came back to the big chair,
though he did not again take her
hand.
81 knew you were titled and ipapor-
tant, Melanie, and at first | thought
that sealed my case entirely. But you
seemed to forget your state, seemed
not to care so very much about it;
and perhaps that made me think it
was possible for us both to forget 1t,
or at least to ignore 1T. | haven't
gold throne to give you; but you're
the only woman I've ever wanted to
marry, and l wasn't going to give up
the chance until you said So
''Do you know also that If marry
out of my rank and without the con-
sent of Duke Stephen, shall forfeit
all my fortune?
"'Cut off without cent?" Aleck
laughed, but presently paused embar-
raised for the first time since he had
begun his plea. Il, you know, haven't
millions, but there's q decent income,
even for two. And then / can always
go to work and earn something" he
smiled at her, giving information to
a thirsty world about the gilI-slit, as
you call it. 1t would be fun, earning
money for you; I'd like to do it,"
Melanie smiled back at him, but left
her chair and wandered uneasily about
the room, as if turning a difficult mat
ter over in her. mind. Aleck stood
by, watching. Presently she returned
to her chair, pushed him gently back
into his seat and dropped down beside
him. Before she spoke, she touched
her fingers lightly, almost lovingly,
along the blue veins of his big hand
lying on the arm of the chair. The
hand turned, like a magnet spring,
and imprisoned hers.
mo, dear friend, not yet, said Me-
LAME, drawing away her hand, yet not
very quickly, after all. There is much
yet to say to you, and | have been
wondering how to say it, but I shall
do 1t now. Like the heroes in the
novels" she smiled again. " | am 60
ing to tell you the story of my life"
Good" said Aleck. "All ready for
chapter one. But your maid wants
you at. the door,"
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