Bonners Ferry herald. [volume] (Bonners Ferry, Idaho) 1904-current, 1914-11-27

Has he given up7" asked Abbott,
his voice strangely unfamiliar In his
own ears.
"A man can struggle just so long
against odds, then he wins or becomes
broken. Women are not logical; gen.
orally they permit themselves to be
guided by impulse rather than by rea-
SON This man | am telling you about
was proud; perhaps too proud. 1t Is
a shameful -act, but he ran away.
True, he wrote letter after letter, but
all these were returned unopened.
Then he stopped"
"a woman would good deal rather
believe circumstantial evidence than
not. Humphl" The colonel primed
his pipe and relighted it. She couldn't
have been worth much"
Worth much!" cried Abbott. What
do you imply by that?"
mo man will really give up
woman who is ally worth while, that
is, of course, admitting that your man,
Courtlandt, is man. Perhaps, though,
1t was his fault He was not persistent
enough, maybe a bit spineless. The
ldCl that ne bdN0 up bO 4uiChA1 ROo7
sibly convinced her that her impress
sions were correct. Why, I'd have
followed her day in and day out, year
after year; never would l have let up
until had proved to her that she had
been wrong"
"The colonel is right" Abbott APP
proved, never taking his eyes off Court
landt, who was apparently absorbed in
the contemplation of the bread crumbs
under his fingers.
And more, by hook or crook, I'd
have dragged in the other woman by
the hair and made her confess"
Il do not doubt it, colonel" re-
sponded Courtlandt. with a dry laugh.
~And that would really have been the
end Of the story. The heroine of this
rambling tale would then have been
absolutely certain of collision be-
tween the two"
THAT is like a woman" the Barone
agreed, and he knew something about
them. "And where is this man now?"
Here" said Courtlandt, pushing
back his chair and rising. Il am he. -
He turned his back upon them and
sought the garden.
Tableaul
Dash mel" cried the colonel, who,
being the least interested personally.
was first to recover his speech.
The Barone drew in his breath
sharply. Then he looked at Abbott.
Il suspected it," replied Abbott to
the mute question. Since the episode
of last night his philosophical outlook
had broadened. He had lost Nora,
but had come out of the agony Of love
refused to fuller manhood. AS long
as he lived he was certain that the
petty affairs of the day we're never
again going to disturb him.
Let him be-" was the colonels sug-
gestion, adding a gesture in the dlrec-
ton of the easement door through
which Courtlandt had gone. Hes as
big a man as Nora is a woman. If he
has returned with the determination OF
winning her, he will"
They did not see Courtlandt again.
After few minutes of restless to-and-
froing, he proceeded down to the land
ing, helped himself to the colonels
motor-boat, and returned to Bellaggio,
At the hotel he asked for the duke
only to be told that the duke and
madame had left that morning for
Paris Courtlandt saw that he had
permitted one great opportunity to slir
past. He gave up the battle. One
more good look at her. and he would
40 away. The odds had been toe
strong for him, and he knew that he
was broken.
When the motor-boat came back, Alb
bolt and the baron made use of 1t also
They crossed in silence, heavy-hearted
On landing Abbott said: 1T II
probable that l shall not see you agar
this year. l am leaving tomorrow fol
Paris. It's a great world, isn't 1t, wher,
they toss us around like dice7 Some
throw skies and others deuces. And IL
THE game you and have lost two on
of three"
II shall return to Rome" replied tn,
Barone My long leave OF absence Il
near its end"
What in the world can have haI
pened?" demanded Nora, showing tn
two notes to Celeste. Here's Donal
going to Paris tomorrow and the Ban
one to Rome. They win bid us good
by at tea / don't understand Dor
aid was to remain until we left 70
America, and the Baroness leave doe
not end until October"
Tomorrow dim-eyed. Celeste II
turned the notes.
Yes. You play the fourth ballad
and I'll sing from Madame. 1t will b
very lonesome without them" Nor
gased into the wall mirror and gave
pat or two to her hair.
When the men arrived, II was In