The herald-advance. (Milbank, S.D.) 1890-1922, 1914-12-11

parts. which. perhaps, accounted for Ed
tim.llionaire. ne wandered about where
fancy dictated. He might be In Paris one
DAY and Kamchatka the next. Following
CHAPTER li-contInued.
There was . minute wrinkle above
the unknown's nose; the shadow OF .
frown. she Is very beautiful"
Bah! Did she send you after me?
Give me her address. l have come all
the way from Burma to see Flora
Desimone."
TO see herr She unguardedly
clothed the question with contempt,
but she instantly forced . smile to
neutralize the effect. Concerned with
her W defined conclusions, she lost
the fine ironic bitterness that was in
the mans voice.
Aye. indeed, to lei her! Beautiful
a. Venus, as alluring as Phryne. /
want nothing so much as to see her,
70 look into her eyes, to heal her
voice!"
rs 1t jealousy? I hear the tragic
note" The certainty Of her ground
became As morass again. In his turn
he was puzzling her.
Tragedy? am an American. We
do not kill opera singers. We turn
then over to the critics. l wish to see
the beautiful Flora, to ask her a few
questions. II she has sent you after
me, her address. my dear young lady.
her address," His yes burned.
Il am afraid" And she was so.
This wasn't the tone of a man madly
In love. It was wild anger.
Afraid of what?"
"You."
i will give you a hundred francs"
He produced 4 criEp nGte. DO you
want it,"
She did not answer at once. Pres
emily h opened her purse, found a
stubby pencil and a slip OF paper. and
wrote. There it is. monsieur She
held out her hand for the banknote
which, with a sense Of baf1lement, he
gave her. She folded the note and
slowed it away with the pencil.
Thank you." said C%ourtlandt. "Odd
paper. though" He turned it over.
"Ah, l understand. You copy music"
Yes, monsieur"
This time the nervous flicker Of her
eyes did not escape him. You are
studying for the opera. perhaps?"
Eyes. that is It."
Good night" He rose.
Monsieur is not gallant"
Il was In my YOUTH" he replied, put
ting On his hat.
The bald rudeness Of his departure
did not disturb her. She laughed soft
~ and r~elievedly. Indeed. there was
In the laughter an essence Of mischief.
However, II he carried away q mys-
terry. he left one behind.
The young woman waited five or ten
minutes. and, making sure that Court
landt had been driven of, left the
restaurant. Round the corner she en-
gaged q carriage. So that was Ed
ward Courtlandt? She liked his face;
there was not q weak line in it, unless
stubbornness could be called such. But
to stay away for two years! To hide
himself In jungles, to be heard OF only
by his harebrained exploits! Follow
him; see where he goes" had been the
command. For q moment che had re-
helled, but her curiosity was not to
be denied. Besides. Of what use was
friendship II not to be tried? She
knew nothing Of the riddle, she had
never asked = question openly. She
had accidentally e q photograph
a day. In . trunk tray. with this
mans name scrawled across it. and
upon this fimsy base she had builded
I dozen romances, each Of which she
had ~ruthlessly torn down to make
room for another; but still the riddle
lay uns0lved. She had thrown the
name into the conversation many q
time. q mi might throw q bomb into
: crowd which had 40 chance to es-
cape. Nsxles! The man had been
calmly discussed and calmly dis
missed. At odd times IN article ii
the newspapers gave her IN oppor-
stu the frank discussion. still
- calm dismissed. She had learned
lnok the man vas rich. irresponsible,
Vneil1akine. : picturesque sort OF fool.
Ut Two yearsf What had kept him
lWny thnt long7 - weak man. Ii love,
not heve mazda - tame ! sur
Porhaps ~ had not sur.
Ionoered: perhaps neither Of them
-
Ar w, - sought the Calabrlan.
3iro - anothor Hind alley out Of
40 - - - sstrace her steps.
Tokh1sRI TIT EUok of Shakespeare
rfGlkt: 1co1o these MORTAL