The daily star-mirror. (Moscow, Idaho) 1911-1939, 1915-05-11

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| and slinnod ter arr' III hers
| Has Monsieur Gle Sabron no near
| familv?"
| mo" said the Marquise d'Fsclig
| those unfamilied BEINGS who, when
| they are once taken into other hearts
are all the dearer because of their
orphaned state"
Her tone was not unkind 1t was
affectionate.
Hammet Abou, in a language totally
incomprehensible to him, money is
no object in this question, but what
will you do with Monsieur de Sabron
If you find him? He may be an in
valid, and the ransom will be fabu-
lous."
The Comtesse de la Maine felt the
girls arm in hers tremble. Hammet
Abou answered none of these ques-
lions, for,he did not understand them.
He said quietly to fremont:
"The caravan starts tomorrow at
shutdown and there Is much to do"
fremont stood pulling his mus
tache. He looked boyish and charm
ing, withal serious beyond his usual
habit. His eyes wandered over to the
corner where the two women stood to-
gether
Il intend to go with you, Hammet
Abou," said he slowly, IF it can be
arranged. Otherwise this expedition
does not interest me-"
Two women said:
ooh, heavens!" at once.
Robert de fremont heard the note
Of anxiety in the younger voice alone.
He glanced at the Comtesse de la
Maine.
"You are quite right, Madame" he
said, "a mans life is at stake and we
stand chatting here I know some
thing Of what the desert is and what
the natives are Sabron would be the
first to go if it were a question Of
brother officer"
The Marquise d'Esclignac got down
from her throne, trembling. Her eyes
were fixed upon her niece.
Julia" she began, and stopped.
Madame de la Maine said nothing.
Robert, you are my godson, and I
forbid it. Your mother"
"-is one Of the bravest women I
ever knew" said her godson. my
father was soldier"
Julia withdrew her arm from the
Comtesse de la Maine as though to
leave her free.
quise d'Esclignac, thoroughly Ameri-
can for a moment, must forbid him
to CO." She fixed her eyes sternly
upon her niece, with a glance of en-
treaty and reproach. Miss Redmond
said in a firm voice:
I'm Monsieur de Tremont's case I
should do exactly what he proposes"
But he is risking his life" said the
Marquise d'Esclignac. "He is not even
an intimate friend of Monsieur de Sa-
bron!"
fremont said, smiling:
"You tell us that he has no broth
sr, marianne. Eth bien, will pass as
lis brother"
A thrill touched Julia Redmond's |
leart. She almost loved him. If, as
Ter aunt had said, Sabron had been
tut of the question Il.
Madame de la Name said the
darquise d'Esclignac, her hands shak-
ng, Il appeal to you to divert this
leadstrong young man from his pur-
,ose"
The Comtesse de la Maine was the
alest of the three women. She had
een quietly looking at fremont and
low a smile crossed her lips that had
ears back of 1t-one of those beau
iful smiles that mean SO much on
woman's face. She was the only
ne of the three who had not yet
poken. fremont was waiting for her.
Iammet Abou, with whom he had
cen in earnest conversation, was an
wering his further questions. The
farquise d'Esclignac shrugged, threw
p her hands as though she gave up
II questions of romance, rescue and
disappointed love and foolish girls,
nd walked out thoroughly wretched,
1fmi tinkling at her heels. The Com
esse de la Maine said to Julia:
Ma chere, what were the words Of
he English song you sang last night {