The St. Mary banner., 1914-10-31

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This Mr.. Courtlandt"
"Oh, l didn't pay much attention to
him." carelessly. But once alone with
Celeste, she seized her by the arm,
little roughly. Celeste, love you
better than any outsider | know. But
il you ever discuss that man in my
presence again, shall cease to regard
you even as an acquaintance. He has
come here for the purpose Of annoy
ing me, though he promised the pre-
The prefeot!"
Yes. The morning left Versailles
| met him in the private office Of the
prefect. He had powerful friends who
aided him in establishing an alibi.
was only a woman, so didn't count"
Mora, If l have meddled In any
way" proudly, 1T has been because
l love you, and l see you unhappy.
You have nearly killed me with your
sphinx-like actions. You have never
asked me the result of my spying for
you that night. Spying is not one Of
my usual vocations, but did it gladly
for you
You gave him my address," coldly
Il did not. / convinced him that
had come at the behest of Flora Desi-
none. He demanded her address,
which l gave him. If ever there was
a man in a fine rage, it was he as he
left me to go there. If he found out
where we lived. the Calabrian assisted
him. spoke to him rather plainly
at tea. He said that he had had moth
ing whatever to do with the abduc-
ton, and believe him. l am positive
that he is not the kind of man to go
that far and not proceed to the end
And now, will you please tell Carlos
to bring my dinner to my room?"
The impulsive Irish heart was not
to be resisted. Nora wanted to remain
firm, but instead she swept Celeste
into her arms. Celeste, don't be angry!
l am very, very unhappy"
: II the Irish heart was impulsive, the
French one was no less SO. Celeste
wanted to cry out that she was un-
happy, too.
Don't bother to dress! Just give
your hair a pat or two. Well all three
dine on the balcony"
Celeste flew to her room. Nora went
over to the easement window and
stared at the darkening mountains.
When she turned toward the dresser
she was astonished to find two bou-
quets. One was an enormous bunch
of violets. The other was OF simple
marguerities. She picked up the vio-
let's. There was card without a
name; but the phrase scribbled across
the face Of 1t was sufficient. She flung
the violets far down into the grape
vines below. The action was without
anger, excited rather by contemptu-
GUS indifference. AS for the simple
marguerites, she took them up ginger
ly. The arc these described through
the air was even greater than that
performed by the violets.
I'm a silly fool, suppose" she
murmured. turning back into the room
again.
It was ten o'clock when the colonel
bade his guests good night as they
tumbled out of his motor toat. They
were In more or less exuberant spirits,
for the colonel knew how to do two
things particularly we'll: order din
ner, and avoid the many traps set for
him by scheming mammas and ell
gible widows Abbott, the Barone and
Harrigan, arm In arm, marched on
ahead. whistling one tune in three
different keys, while Courtlandt set
the pace for the padre.
All through the dinner the padre had
watched and listened. Faces were gen.
orally books to him. and he read In
this young mans face many things
that pleased him. This was no night
rover, a fool over wine and women.
spendthrift.
There has been a grave mistake
somewhere" he mused aloud. thought
fully.
Il beg your pardon" said Court
landt
Il beg yours. I was thinking aloud
How long have you known the Har
rigans?'
THE father and mother never saw
before today"
Then you have met Miss Harrigan!' z
Il have seen her on the stage.
Il have the happiness of being hel
confessor."
They proceeded quite as far as
hundred yards before Courtlandt vol
unteered: That must be interesting.
She is a good Catholic"
"Ah, yes; l recollect now.
And your
"Oh. l haven't any religion such al
requires my presence In churches