The commonwealth. (Scotland Neck, N.C.) 1896-1929, 1915-01-28

She Saw Loubeque In the Doorway.
the escape dying before the sight of
Louheqne's tall, saturnine figure in the
doorway, the glowing cigar tip picking
out his every feature, the hateful
smile upon his face. He extended his
hand, bowling gracefully. sardonIcally.
"The packet OF papers, Miss Lucille,
II you please" he murmured
For the heeting second Lucille Won
dered what would happen did she re-
fuse to surrender the papers to Lou
beQue-WOnGered what diaboiicai thing
might enter his brain when he found
himself defied A glance at the room
which had started 20 descend upon her
drove the thought away as quickly as
1t brought shrddar through her slen.
der frame. Slowly; reluctantly, she
held out the packet to him, watching
him furtiyeiy, as with the utmost cour-
tesy he bowed and placed it in his
breast pocket.
Slowly he conducted her I'D the
stairs. In his private room he motion
ed her to chair, seating himself at
the desk.
L am not going to threaten you
again., he said quietly. Il wish YOU
TO know that this is the last time you
can Interfere with my plans. Child
can you not be made to see what folly
1t ls-this fight against me-"
MI Loubcque," she said softly,
nave You never grieved that it is inl-
possible for the finer feelings you are
continually suppressing to be returned
because your ambitions are cruel and
base? l do not like to wage this con-
slant war with YOU. / do not like to
battle With the man who has been so
klnd to me in his own way that could
love him as another father But YOU
would ruin my father; YOU would
wreck my sweethearts life. You would
Keep me apart from perfect happiness
after L have merely peeked through
lie door Of that happiness only to have
IT slammed shut in my face Can't
You see that it is you who must go
down to defeat? Can't YOU see that
love such as supports u frail girl to
battle with you as l have done will
not be downed by the most powerful
man! Can't you sec that [ cannot stop
even IT l do sometimes grow very
tired and sick at heart and pray to
this soul Of mine to let ME lie down for
little while and rest? Rest-rest"-
She broke off with u sob Of the most
acute distress. "There is no such word
as rest for me. Always it is go on. go
On, constantly go on, until it seems l
must fall along the wayside. But l do
not fall. l have won from YOU con-
stantly; l have always won, and I
shall always continue to win And
you know it, Mr.. Loubeque, for l can
see 1t on your face-now."
Like one inspired she was, as the
battling tones of her plea changed to
those Of passionate conviction, GER
tainty that expressed itself in words
tumbling from the tongue with utter
abandon, words that seemed to come
from other lips than her own. And as
LoubeGue looked back at the beauti-
full figure Of the girl he was surprised
to see that suddenly she seemed to
have changed, that the slip of a child
who had come on board the Empress
from the hydroaeroplane had suddenly
become q woman Of such capacity for
love and hate as even he himself Gid
not have
Came back to lin the girl he had
loved and whom he still loved as fond.
~ as in the Old days Of Filtration walk
at the Point, from which he had been
expelled. Swiftly she came to his
side, placing her hand upon his shout