The Meridian times. (Meridian, Idaho) 1909-1938, 1915-06-25

ed almost hostilely on the gorgeous
marquise In her red gown. He felt
| that she was glad to have him 60 Ha
wanted to say: Il shall come back,
however; shall come back and when
! return" IA. but he knew that
such boast. or even such hope was
fruitless
His colonel had told him only the
day before that Miss Redmond was
one Of the richest American heiresses.
and there was question OF duke or
prince and heaven emily knew what
in the way of titles. AS the marquise
moved away her progress was some-
thing like the rolling OF an elegant
velvet chair. and while his feelings
were still disturbed Miss Redmond
crossed the room to him. Before Sab
ron quite knew how they had been
able to escape the others or leave the
room, he was standing with her In the
winter garden where the sunlight
came In through trellises and the
perfume of the warmed plants was
heavy and sweet. Before them flowed
the Rhone, golden in the winters light.
The blue river swept its waves around
old Tarascon and the battlements of
King Rene's towers.
You are going to Algiers tomorrow.
Monsieur dc Sabron?" Miss Redmond
smiled, and how was Sabron to real
lie that she could not very we'll have
wept there and then, had she wished
to do so?
Yes" he said Il adore my regi-
ment. ! love my work. ] have al
ways wanted to see colonial service"
Have you? II is delightful to find
ones ambitions and desires satisfied"
said Miss Redmond Il have always
longed to see the desert. 1t must be
beautiful. OF course you are going to
! take Pitchoune?'
"Ah!" exclaimed Sabron. that is
Just what I am not going to do"
What" she cried. You are never
going to leave that darling dog be.
hind your"
= must, unfortunately. My superior
officers do not allow me to take horses
or dogs. or even my servant"
Heavens" she exclaimed. What
brutes they are! Why, Pitchoune will
die OF broken heart" Then she
said: 'You are leaving him with your
man servant
Sabron shook his head.
Brunei would not be able to keep
him"
"Ahl" she breathed He is looking
for home? Is he? II so. would you
might take care OF Pit
ehoune?"
The Frenchman impulsively put out
is hand. and she laid her own In It.
I, You are too good" he murmured
Thank you. Pitchoune will thank
YOU"
He kissed her hand. That was ALL
From within the salon came the
noise Of voices. and the bow of the
violoncellist was beginning a new con.
certo. They stood looking at each
other. No condition could have pre-
vented 1t although the Marquise
d'Esclignac was rolling toward them
across the polished floor of the music
room. As though Sabron realized that
he might never see this lovely young
woman again. probably never would
see her, and wanted before he left to
have something made clear. he asked
quickly:
Gould you. Mademoiselle, in word
or two tell me the meaning OF the Eng
fish song you sang?'
She flushed and laughed slightly.
Well. 1t is not very easy to put II
In prose" she hesitated. Things
sound so differently In music and
poetry; but 1t MEANS" she said in
French. bravely. why, 1t is sort Of
prayer that someone you love very
much should be kept safe night and
day. That's about all. There is a lit
tie sadness in 1t, as though" and heI
cheeks glowed, "as If there was sort
of separation. 1t means
"Ah!" breathed the officer deeply
Il understand. Thank YOU"
| And just then Madame d'Esclignao
rolled UP between them and with al
unmistakable satisfaction presented tc
her niece the gentleman she had Sc
cured.
no BE CONTINUED.)
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