The Red Cloud chief., 1915-06-24
CHAPTER xvii-Contlnued.

She had done this for several days.
but now she was restless. Sabron
was not in Algiers. No news had
been brought OF him. His regiment
had been ordered out farther into the
desert that seemed to stretch away
into inflnity. and the vast cruel sands
knew. and the stars knew where
Sabron had fallen and what was his
history. and they kept the secret.
The marquise made herself az
much at home as possible In Algiers,
put up with the inefiiciency OF native
servants. and her duty vas done. Her
first romantic elan was over. Sabron
had recalled to her the idyl Of n love
affair Of a quarter Of a century be-
fore. but she had been for too long
MarQuise d'Esclignac to go back to
an ideal. She pined to have her
niece a duchess. and W spoke the
unfortunate Sabron's name.
They were surrounded ny fashion
able life. As soon as their arrival had
been made known there had been a
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carriages and automobiles. and this
worldly life added to the unhappi-
ness and restlessness Of Julia. Among
the guests had been one woman whom
she found sympathetic; the woman's
eyes had drawn Julia to her. 1t was
Comtesse dc Ia Maine, a widow.
young al herself and, as Julia said.
vastly better-looking. Turning to
fremont on the balcony. when he told
her she was beautiful. she said:
Madame do la Maine Is my ideal OF
Eloveliness."
The young a wrinkled his fair
brow.
do you think so. Mademoiselle'
Why!"
"She has character as we'll as per-
feet lines. Her eyes look as though
they could weep and laugh. Her
mouth looks as though 1t could say
adorable things"
fremont laughed softly and said:
60 on, you amuse me-"
And her hands look as though they
could caress and comfort. I like her
Rwfully. l wish she were my friend
fremont said nothing and she
glanced at him suddenly.
She says such lovely things about
you, Monsieur"
Really! She is too indulgent."
Don't be worldly" said Miss Red
mond gravely. be human. l like you
best so. Don't you agree with me?"
Madame de Ia Maine is a very
charming woman" said the younl
man, and the girl saw a change com,
v Q his features.
At this moment, as they stood 81
together. fremont pulling his mus
tache and looking out through tn,
bougainvillea vines. a dark figur,
made It's way through the garden I,
the villa, came and took its position
under the balcony where the duke an,
Miss Redmond leaned. II was a ma
tive. a man In filthy rags. He turne,
his face to fremont and bowed 10y
to the lady.
"Excellency," he said In broke
French, my name Is Hammet Abol
was the ordinance Of Monsieur !
Capitaine de Sabron."
What" exclaimed fremont, "wha
did you say"
ASK him to come up here" sal
Julia Redmond, or. no-let US z
down to the garden"
1T is damp" said fremont. let m
get you a shawl"
mo. no. l need nothing"
She had hurried before him dow
the little stairs leading into the ga
den from the balcony, and she had b
gun to speak to the native before Tr
mont appeared. In this recital he a,
dressed his words to Julia alone.
IL am a very poor man, Excellency
no said In a melliluous tone. and vel
aick."
"Have you any money. Monsieur
-Pray do not suggest IT," said Il
duke sharply. Let him tell what /
will; we will pay him later"
Il have been very SICK" said Il
a Il have left the army. l
not like the French army" said Il
native simply.
"You are very frank" said Tremo
brutaily. why do you come here
any rate?"
Hush" said Julia Redmond II
ploringly. DO not anger him, Mo
,sieur. he may have news" She aske,
'"Have you news?" and there was
note In her voice that made Tremo
glance at her.
Il have seer the excellency al
her grandmother" said the natiy