The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1914-10-11

Gould YOU resist her. QuinnoN. II you
were twenty-tw"F asked this man IN ms
quiet voice.
Quinnox did not look around, but
shook his head slowly II cI"nut resist
her at siXty-two. my friend She is ador-
able"
Il do not blame him. 1t is fate she
is fate. cur work is done. my friend.
We have served our country well. but
fate has taken the matter out of our
hands. There is nothing left for us To
do but to fold our arms and wait.
Giourou revealed his inscrutablc smile as
he pulled at his thin. scraggy mustachc.
lie was shaking his head, as one who re-.
signs himself to the inevitable.
After II long silence luinnoX spoke.
our people will come to love their
princess, Gourou."
Even rs you and |. my friend" said
the Baron.
And then they held their heads erect
and walked confidently down the road
their future sovereign had traverscd be-
fore them.
When Mrs. Castor joined Robin and
Bcdclia at the table which had been set
/ for them in the SdlIc munger. she laid
several letters before the girl who picl /
them up instantly and glanced nj the
/ SuperSCriptiun on each.
Il think that all of them are impor-
| tant, said Mrs. Castor significantly.
| The smile on the girls face had given
way to a cloudcd brow. She was visibly
! pcrturbcd.
| You will forgive me. Mr.. Schmidt"
She said n"rvously. Il must look at
! them NJ once
lie tried not to watch her face aS she
| read what appeared To he brief and yet
evidently important letter. but his rnpt
gaze was not To- be- 80 easily mana ged.
/ I'm exclamation of annoyance fell from
her lips.
This is from friend in Paris. Mr..
/ Schmidt. Sh" said hcSitatingy. Then.
as if coming To quick decision: MY
father has heard that | am carrying on
atrociouSly with strange young man.
| Ii seems that il is II ncir young man. lie
is beside himself with rage My friends
have already come in for severe criticism
lie bameS them for permitting his
daughter 10 run At large and to pick M
with every Tom, Dick aud Harry. Dear
me. | shuddcr when | think of what hc
will do to you. Mrs. Castor. lie will
take off your head completely. But never
! fear, you old dear. will see that il j. put
on again as neatly aS ever. So. you see
! Mr.. Schmidt. you now belong to that
| frightful order of nuh,dicS the Toms and
| the Dicks and the llarrys.'
Il 80" that there is a newspaper clip.
ping attached" he remarked. Per
haps your father has been saying some
thing to the newspapers II was Il
mean speech and he regretted it in
| Stantly.
She was not offended. however. In.
deed. she may not have heard what h,
said. for she was reading til" littl" >lil
of printed matter. suddenly she tore il
into tiny bits and scattered them under
the table. Her checks were red and hol
eyes gliStrnod unmiStalahly with mort
/ licatiOn. IL" was never 80 know what
was in that newspaper cutting, but h'
was conscious of n sharp sensation oi
anger and pity combined. Whatever il
was. il was offensive To her. and hi'
blood boiled lie noted III" expression
of alarm aud apprehension deepen il
Mrs. GaStOn'S face.
QEDEJIA SlaShcd open another en-
- v"lop" and glanced NJ lis contents
Her eyes flew open with surprise. fol
an instant she stared, n frWn of per
pleNity Oh her brow.
I'VE ar" discovered :" sh" cried mo
mrnt later. clapping her hands hcl
in an ecstasy Of delight. "Ihc purSu"I,
are upon our heels. Even now they may
b" watching ~" from behind some con
vrnirnt post or through som" handy win
dow pane" Isn't il iurt Don't book :,
Mortified. You old dear. They can't ga
rs. You know. even though We are in
diuing-rno low" it all Followed h,
man-huntrrs What could he NOR" thrill
ingt The chase j. on again. quick