The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1915-07-16

stirring days. He has planned this
great ball in order that you might see
the equaminity Of his own soul In
these events, so difficult alike for a
king and his people to endure. There
fore, remain loyal to your king. whom
l represent before you. The ballroom
soon will be cleared. Let the streets
also be cleared. Go to your homes.
Wait, and depend on us who have your
true welfare at heart"
There surged up to him now the
figures of more than one man, some in
uniform, from places in the throng, in
the street. What is it-what is wrong
why do we not have the order to
march on the palace?" they demanded
eagerly.
Ais wrong" whispered the Count
them. For some reason, best known
to himself, the king is not drunk to-
night, but sober. His people are not
turned against him-on the contrary,
they seem to respect him more than
they have done for months-there
would be division among them if we
started new revolt now.
Here, take this gold, my friends"
he added, and stripped himself of
some considerable sums he had
brought with nm. 1T is all | have
Give it to those who need it most
Take them away from here-let them
so to the drinking places. See that
these places are filled now, and that
the toast shall be Long live King
Michael''
I'VE may not yet cry Lcng live King
Frederick"
The nobleman shook his head. Not
yet" said he. They still shall cry
Long live King Michael That will
do for the time at least"
Count Frederick returned through
the great entryway and rejoined King
Michael where he stood. Your ma
iesty,' said he, your people are re-
turning to their homes"
Frederick, my friend, my savior!"i
The weak king, his features working,
grasped the hands of the stronger
man. You tell me they will dis
perse?"
Even now they do so. your ma
iesty."
Kitty, by this time somewhat for
gotten in the kings vacillating mind, I
stood looking from one 60 the other
of these two. AS she read the situa- !
ton, it carried something of defeat
to her. An instant ago she herself
had dominated the scene. Otherwise
now; for Count Frederick gave her
a somewhat sarcastic smile. 1t was
the time of his triumph and of her
discontinue.
"Mademoiselle is distrait?" said he.
She is not dancing-she will return
to her hotel, perhaps? What can one
do for mademoiselle?" ,
Kitty turned toward him calmly. :
IF / might ask one Of you gentle
men to secure my car for me?" Count
Frederick smiled and bowed as he
turned away. ,
But Kitty was not so soon to leave :
the great salon of the palace that
night. She passed toward the entrance
slowly, caught in the crush and confu-
sion of others who were crowding cut
in the fiasco of the much-vaunted I
black and white ball. For the time,
she found herself in the shelter of a
great column, where she was willing
enough to pause. AS she halted here
she heard voices just behind her-one
deep voice, which it seemed to her
she had surely heard before. I,
1T is a pity that the affair did not
come off tonight, your excellency," she
heard another whisper hoarsely. I'VE
have everything in cur own hands
now. have all the plans Of the forti-
fications, the maps of the avenues, the
specifications for each street crossing.
1t would have been entirely simple for
the army OF Grahoffen to march
through this ramshackle city as it
liked"
'Yes!" broke in the deep voice
which haunted Kitty's memory, Il sup
pose so; but what would we do II
we could not pay cur troops the next
day? How much better off than Gretz-
hoffen would then be our own case?
No, Frederick is right in his main
plan. The throne alone is worth moth
ing-it is worthless in his kingdom
or in our kingdom, or in any other
a poverty-stricken kingship Is no busi-
ness for any man. Why have you not
a diagram of the treasures burial
place-With that, now, the matter
would be somewhat different tonight"
Hush" she heard the other voice
whisper. Apparently warned, at least,
by their suspicious, they moved away,
although Kitty shifted her own posi-
ton SO that her presence was not
known.
Was it Count Sachios voice she had
heard-was he, the kings friend.
Count Frederick's friend, the worst
traitor of all, and was he also plot
ting for the restoration of the two
lost bits of Gretzhoffen coin?
(which way should she turn now?
To Frederick? Impossible. To Nj
chael? Equally impossible.
The two men whose talk she had