Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1914-11-25

crowded studio She had noted his
entrance and Immediately made her
way toward him. Aren't you going
TO let him in?" she concluded.
One would have sworn that she had
been expecting him, thought Pedro
Evidently she had not forgotten the
roadside encounter. - ( T. ~
Pedro is the humble servant of you
BOTH" said he, with that sweeping
bow Of his. !.
"And this is Mr.. Milligan. our host, :"
| said she. "a ,'s, .te,& "a
The two shook hands,. and even
while Milligan muttered something by
way Of acknowledging the introduce
ton, he was carried of by phalanx
of men who came up, clamoring for
more beer. With a swift gesture the
girl beckoned to Pedro, and he fol
lowed up narrow, winding staircase,
which brought them out upon a little
balcony. The Madonna Lady seated
herself upon a divan and motioned Pc
dro to follow suit. @55 ..z5
Madonna, saw you through the
window, and could not resist coming
in, even though was a stranger to
the house," 81: ,E S ; y
She smiled at him. 55&$ ..es: b
%"You saved me just in time" he con-
tinued, "else Il might have failed Of
entrance" e, : - ~ ~ =
And you really came because you
| saw me?" ,s.t$: t:,:E 9sS5 5.'s as$
For what other, reason?" said he.
Madonna, what is your name?"
iris" said she, lifting her great
eyes, that were like those selfsame
blossoms. "My fathers name is Van
derpool. What other name have you.
besides Pedro 2" 4, :5ys z g.-s u.
81 have no other" he replied after
an almost imperceptible pause.
| u She raised her head, as If in disbe-
lief. All! that wonderful line from
chin to. breast! Surely some day he
must contrive to paint it. =sl e$yE
II am speaking as must" he told
her, '''Will you not believe me when
ISsay that the only, name can give
you is thatjwhich you have heard ::
This had a perfume OF mystery. but
while 1t added to her already keen In
terest IN him. she maintained her pose
of offense. ~ 4 =, ,5$ hi 5,-
..%''If it was only to be unkind, why did
you rescue me just now?" he asked.
She laughed a little. e.5s. igt
'"You once saved me from real dan
ger" she replied the least / could do
was to spare you, in turn" 4. s..s
Swiftly Pedro leaned toward her. in
his eyes shone light that might have
meant pure mischief, but this she did
not see, for she had turned away her
head again. His voice was very sibi-
liant, carrying a subtlety Of meaning
which was delicate in the extreme.
madonna Iris!" he said, when you
\ turn your head so, it is lovely beyond
I words! Do you know that the line of
| your chin and throat is like the silver.
white edge OF the young moon? All!
Now you are angry. Forgive me; but
Ifhave dreamed Of that line since first
II saw you! - # ss55s' i* : III n III
|. There was tense pause between
them 54ss ,.t,t ' - s .3S;5 WE.
mo, 1 am not angry" she said at
last in a low voice, looking intently
at the sticks tof her fan as she spoke.
"You see. had mot forgot you, either"
q shall not give you chance to for
get!'"' he exclaimed to his companion.
But before she could reply, a youth
who had been watching her. rushed UP
and claimed her for the dance. With
a smile she was gone; and in q few
moments he saw her and her partner
emerge upon the floor below. --'7 \ - ;.
While he stood watching her, man
joined him. and after nod and the