The Spectator. (Ozark, Ark.) 1911-1916, 1914-10-16

smile, suddenly found emptiness in
everything.
Sing" said Herr Rosen.
Il am too tired. Some other time.
He did not press her Instead, he
whispered in his own tongue: You
are the most adorable woman in the
world"
And Nora turned upon him a pair
OF eyes blank with establishment. II
was as though she had been asleep
and he had rudely awakened her.
Els infatuation blinded him TO the
truth he saw in the look a feminine
desire to throw the others off the
track as to the sentiment expressed
In his whispered words.
The hour passed tolerably we'll.
Herr Rosen then observed the time.
rose and excused himself. He took
the steps leading abruptly down the
terrace to the carriage road. He had
come by the other way, the rambling
stone stairs which began at the por-
tiers lodge. back of the villa.
Padre" whispered Courtlandt. Il
Am going Do not follow. shall ex-
plain to you when we meet again.
The padre signtied that he under
stood Harrigan protested vigorously
but smiling and shaking his head.
Courtlandt went away.
Nora ran to the window. She could
see Herr Rosen striding along, down
the winding road, his head in the air
Presently, from behind cluster OF
nulberries. the figure OF another man
came into view. He was going at a
dog-trot his hat settled at an angle
that permitted the rain to beat square
ly into his face. The next turn in the
road shut them both from sight. But
Nora did not stir.
Herr Rosen stopped and turned.
You called?"
Yes" Courtlandt had caught up
with him just as Herr Rosen was about
to open the gates Just a moment
Herr Rosen." with a hand upon the
bars Il shall not detain you long"
There was studied insolence in the
tones and the gestures which accom-
panied them,
BE brief, II you please"
My name is Edward Courtlandt as
doubtless you have heard"
In a large room it is difficult to
remember all the introductions.
Precisely. That is why take the
liberty of recalling it to you. so that
you will not forget it," urbanely
a pause Dark patches of water
iyp
Little rivulets ran down Courtlandts
arm. raised as It was against the bars
Il do not see how ii may concern
me" replied Herr Rosen finally with
an insolence more marked than Court.
landts.
In Paris We met one night, at the
stage entrance of the Opera | pushed
you aside, not knowing who you We're
You had offered your services; the
door OF Miss Harrigans limousine"
1t was you?" scowling.
Il apologize for that Tomorrow
morning you will leave Bellaggio for
Varenna Somewhere between nine
and ten the first train leaves for
Milan"
"Varenna! Milan"
Exactly. You speak English as
naturally and fluently as if you were
born TO the tongue. Thus, you will
leave for Milan What becomes of
you after that is of no consequence
to me Am / making myself clear?"
"Verdampt DO believe my ears ?"
furiously. Are you telling me to leave
Bellaggio tomorrow morning?"
AS directly as can"
Herr Rosen's face became as red
as his name he was a brave young
nan, but there was danger of an act
I've kind IN the blue eyes boring into
bis own. If II came to a physical con-
test. ne realized that he would get the
worst OF it. He put his hand to his
throat his very impotence was chok-
ing him.
Your Highness ="
~Highness!" Herr Rosen stepped
oack.
Yes. Your Highness will readily
see the wisdom of my concern for
your hasty departure when l add that
know all about the little house In
Nhdl my huOWlcQSt ID
shared by the chief OF the Partisan
police and the minister Of war. II
you annoy Miss Harrigan with your
eQuivocal attentions :"
Cot. This is too much"
watt | am stronger than you
are. Do not make me force you to
hear me to the end. You have gone
IL IL. -. II
and that l know Your Highness not to
be. The matter is. you are young, you
have always had your way, you have
aot learnt restraint Your presence
here is an insult to Miss Harrigan,
and il she WAS pleasant to you this
tflE.aSo1 II was for my benefit Ii