Brownsville herald. [volume] (Brownsville, Tex.) 1910-current, 1914-07-18

None" rather d~espondenily. I'm sor
nv. ! had hoped by this time % get some
" here. But II appears that ! amt ret
any further than this house"
She did not ask him what he meant
by that.
shall | play something for YOU, she
said.
please
lie drew n chair beside The piano aud
watched her fingers. white a. the ivory
keys. flutter np and down the board
She played Chopin for him. McndclSSohn.
.Grieg and Chaminade: and she played
them Ia a surprisingly scholarly fash
ion. lie had expects the usual xchDnl
girl choice and execution: Titania, the
Moonlight Sonata (which not half u
dozen great p%ianists nave ever played
correctly, Monastery Bells. aud the
like. He had prepared Ia make a mar
tyr Of himself; instead. he was distinct
Ily and delightfully."- entertained.
'You don't" he said whim~ically, when
she finally stopped. You don't by any
chance know The Maidrn's Praver'y-
She laughed. This piece was a standing
joke M school.
II have never played IL. Ii may, how
ever be in the music cabinet. Would You
like 10 hear it, mischieyously.
Heaven forfend." he murmuFed. rails.
ing his hands.
All the while the letter burned against
her heart; and the smile on her face and
the gayety ON her tongue were forced.
"Confide in no one" she repeated men.
tally. ~or YOU seal my death warrant
why do YOU shake YOUR head like
'that?- he asked.
Did | shake my head m Her heart
fluttered wildly. II was moi conscious Of
it,
"Are YOU going to keep your promise?~
what promise?r
"Never to leave this house without
Jones or myself being with you"
II couldn't III | wanted "a. Ill wager
Jones II out there in the hall this min
ute. ] know; IL IL all for my sake. But
il bothers me-
Jones was indeed in the hall: and
when he sensed the ~petulance IN her
voice, his shoulders sank despondently
and he sighed deeply IL silently.
Al q quarter % : Florence. being alone
Tor a minute, set fire 10 a veil and
stuffed ii down the register.
Jones'" she called excitedly, Il smell
something burning.""
Jones dashed into the room. shifted.
and dashed out again, heading for the
cellar door. His first thought was nat.
urally hat the devils i%ncarnate had let
fire 10 the house. When Ne returned. hav.
ing. Of course. discovered no fire he
found Florence gone lie rushed into the
hall. Her hat was missing. lie made for
the hall door with a speed which seemed
incredible 10 the bewildered SuSan's
eyes. Out into the street. mp and down
which he loked. Far away h. discovered
a ~dwindling taxirab. The child was gone.
I'm the house Susan was answering the
telephone, talking incoherently.
who is it?" Jones whispered, his
lips white and dry.
THE princess. II began Susan.
He tool the receiver from her roughly.
"Hellol Who IL it?-
'This il Olga Perigoff. H. Florence
there?"
NO, madam. She has just stepped out
for a moment. Shall | tell her Ia call
YOU when she r~eturns?r
YES, please. | want her and Susan
and Mr. Norton 10 come 40 tea tomorrow.
Good-by.'
Jones hung up the receiver. sank into
a chair near by and buried his face In
his hands.
"What is itf- cried Susan. terrified
by the haggardness Of his face.
shes gone; My God, those wrctches
have got herl They've got herr
Florence was whirled away az top
speed. Her father, She was actually on
the way 10 her father. whom she had al
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