The Monticellonian. [volume] (Monticello, Ark.) 1870-1920, 1915-02-04
CHAPTER XIII.
From Brown to Gray.

Lanstron exclaimed in alarm when he
heard her voice over the tunnel tele-
phone. But safei" he added in re-
lief. Thank God for that! It's
mighty load off my mind. And your
mother?"
Safe, too"
We'll, you're through the worst of
it. There won't be any more fighting
around the house, and certainly West
erling will be courteous. But where
is Gustave?"
"Gone!"
"Gonei" he repeated dismally.
wait until you hear how he went"
Marta said With all the vividness OF
her impressions, partisan for the mo-
ment of him and Dellarme, she
sketehed Feller's part with the auto
matte.
AS he listened, Lanstron's spirit was
twenty again.
Il can see him." he said. 1T was a
full breath of fresh air to the lungs
of a suffocating man. I"
Marta was off in interruption in the
full tide of an appeal
you must-I promised-you must
let him have the uniform again!" she
begged. You must let him keep his
automatic. To take it away would
be like separating mother and child:
like separating Minna from Clarissa
Eileen"
Better than an automatic-a bat
terry of guns!" replied Lanstron. This
is where | will use any influence
have with Partow for all it is worth.
Yes. and he shall have the iron cross.
II is for such deeds as his that the
iron cross was meant.
THANK you" she said. Its worth
something to make man as happy as
YOU will make him. Yes, you are real
flesh and blood to do this Lanny"
Her point won with surprising ease
when she had feared that military
form and law could not be circum
vented, she leaned against the wall
! in reaction. For twenty-four hours
she had been without sleep. The in
terest of her appeal for Teller had
kept up her strength after the excite
ment of the fight for the redoubt was
over. Now there seemed nothing left
to do,
That's fine of you. Lanny!" she
said. you've taken it like a good
stole, this loss of your thousandtf
chance. You really believed in it
didn't your"
Forgotten already, like the many
other thousandth chances that have
failed" he replied cheerfully. Zone
of the virtues of Partow's steel au
we'll as passionless, they never cry
over split milk. And now" he wen
on soberly, I'VE must be saying good
by.
"Goodby, Lanny? Why, what dc
you mean?" She was startled.
It'll the war is over" he said, "ant
longer than that, perhaps, If La Til
remains in Gray territory"
You speak as If you thought yol
were going to lose!"
Not while many of our soldiers ART
alive, II they continue to show th'
spirit that they have shown so far
not unless two men can crush ONT
man in the automatic gun-recoil age
But La Tir is in tangent and alread.
in the Grays' possession while we &C
on the defensive. So | should hardl,
be flying over your garden again"
but there's the telephone, Lanuy
and here we are talking over it thli
/ s.,f IL Iafa
You must remove it," he said. II
the Grays should discover it the,
might form a suspicion that would pu
you in an unpleasant position.
The telephone had become almost
familiar institution In her thoughts
Its secret had something of the fasci
nation for her of magic.
"Nonsensei" she exclaimed. IT an
going to be very lonely. l want t
learn how Feller is doing-I want L
chat with you. So I decide not to lie
II be taken out. And, you see, ] hav
the tactical situation. as you soldier
call it, all in my favor. The worl
of removal must be done at my en-
of the line. You're quite helpless t
enforce your wishes. And. Lanny,
| ring the bell you'll answer, won
your"
81 couldn't help it," he replied.
Until then, You've been fine abou
everything today!"
Until them"
J When Marta left the tower she kne,
only that she was weary with tn
J mind-weariness, the bodyweariness