Evening public ledger. [volume] (Philadelphia [Pa.]) 1914-1942, 1915-09-03

you. for instance, II the certainty was
hanging over me that you would read
them!"
Then Of what use Is the key2"
You would rather have Il than give II
TO another wouldn't your"
Decidedly"
thoughts"
And Il the book ever falls into my
hands"
II win see that It doesn't"
VIII say, years from now"
"Twenty?"
Twenty? Eagle!"
Ten"
Months? That's too long"
NO 10 years, sire"
Not 10 years, Eagle. Say eight"
mo, nine"
Seven. II the book falls into my hands
az the end Of seven years, may | open
II may safely promise you that" she
laughed. THE book viii never fall into
your hands"
took from my pocket the gold snuff
box with the portraits on the lid. and
placed my key carefully therein. Eagle
leaned forward to look at them. She took
the box In her hand, and gazed with
long reverence dropping her head.
Young as I was, and unskilled In the
ways OF women, that key worked magic
comfort She had given me a link to
hold us together The inconsistent. CON
Trajectory being, old one instant with the
wisdom of the Saint -Michels. ripping
ruiz OF unrestrained life the next, deny
ing me all hope, yet indefinitely tantaliz-
ing, was adorable beyond words
closed my eyes; the binding sunshine
struck them through the ivied arch
Turning my head as I opened them.
saw an old man come out on the terrace.
He tried to search i'm every direction,
his gray head and faded eyes moving
anNiously. Madame de Ferrier was san
| heard her lay the snuffbox on the stona
seat. ] knew, though 7 could not ct
myself watch her, that she stood Up
against the wall, woman of stone, her
lips chiseled apart.
'Eagle-Eagle!" the old man cried from
the terrace
She whispered-"Yes, Cousin Philippew
CHAPTER XI.
CNWlFTLY as she passed between the
- tree columns. more swiftly her youth
and vitality died in that walk Of a few
yards.
We had been boy and girl together a
brief haif hour needless and gay. When
she reached the arbor end, our chapter
of youth was ended.
saw her bloodless face as she stepped
upon the terrace.
The man stretched his arms to her. As
II the blight of her spirit fell upon him,
the light died out OF his face and ne
dropped his arms at his sides.
He was a courtly gentleman, cadaverous
and shabby as he stood, all the breeding
| OF past generations appearing i'm him.
| "Eagle?" ne said. The tone of piteous
! apology went through me like a sword
| She took his hands and herself drew
| them around her neck. He kissed her OF
| both cheeks.
80 Cousin Philippe!"
81 have frightened yog, child | meant
to send a message first-but I wanted tC
BEE you'll wanted to come home!"
cousin Philippe. who wrote that let
ter?"
"The notary, child. l made him do It.
"It was cruel" She gave way, anC
brokenly sobbed. leaning helpless agains
him.
The old marquis smoothed her head
and puckered his forehead under the sun
light, casting his eyes around like cul
prit.
at was desperate. But I could d.
nothing else! You see it has succeeded
While / lay in hiding. the sight of tn
child, and your youth, has softened Bona
parte That was my intention, Eagle!"
THE peasants should have told me yo
we're living!'
They didn't know l. came back. Man
of them think / died I'm America. Tn
family of Les Rochers have been YER
faithful and the notary has held hi
tongue. We must reward them, Eagle
I have been hidden very closely. l ar
tired of such long hiding!'
He looked toward the chateau and LITE
hts voice sharply
where's the boby2 haven't seen tn
baby"
With gracious courtesy, restraining al
impulse to plunge up the steps, he CAV
her his arm; and she swayed against
as they entered.
When | could see them no more, rose
and put my snuffbox in my breast Tn
key ratified I'm it.
A savage need of hiding when 2
wounded worked first through the dis
order that let me see none of the amen
tiles Of leave-taking, self-comamnd, cor
duct
was beyond the gates, bare-headed
walking with long strides, when an oil
mill caught my eye, and l turned towar
II. as we turn to trifies TO relieve us froT
uncomfortable tension.
Tho water dripped over the wheel an
long green beard trailed from Its chi
down the sluice. In this quletinG com
pany skenedonk spled me as he rattle
past with the pOSt-carriagei ana, con
siderng my behavior at other times, h
was not enough surprised to waste an
good words OF Oneida.
He stopped the carriage and ! got IN
He pointed ahead toward a curtain q
trees which screened the chateau.
Paris" ! answered.
Paris" he repeated to the position
and we turned about. / looked from hi
20 stream, from the fruited brambles Q
blackberry TO reaches of noble fores
realizing that / should never see thos
lands again or the neighboring creS
where my friend the Marquis slept
We posted the distance 10 Paris in Nv
days,
What the country was like or whs
towns we passed l could not this hou
declare with any certainty, At hri
making effort and groping numbly IN m
mind, but the second day grasping dI
termination, / formed my plans an
talked them over with skenedonk W
would sail for America on the hrst cor
venient ship, waiting In Paris only Ion
enough 10 prepare for the post journe
TO a port. Charges must at once be Sc
tied with Doctor Chantry, who wou
willingly stay in Paris while the
Chaumonts remained there.
Beyond the voyage l did not look m
first faint tugging of my foster countl
began TO pull me as II has pulled mar
. ! a broken wretch out OF the conditions ,