Coulee City dispatch. [volume] (Coulee City, Wash.) 19??-19??, 1916-07-21

ICllelS, ucl sui VOICE tOuCHSu WILL
just the faintest ironical interest.
philip Grey-No. 3112-Foreign Lee
gion."
Then she looked up involuntarily and
saw the man who watched her, his
hand gripping the head OF the cross.
1t was very quiet now. The Arab
prayer was silenced. and the white
figures of the worshipers had vanished
in the long olive grove leading back
to idi-bel-Abbes. Sylvia Arnaud's
voice, when she spoke at last. sounded
strained and harsh in the absolute
quiet.
"Richard!" and then again. Richard
Farquhar!"
He shook his head. Not Richard
Farquhar now," he answered. Erich
ard NameIess."
She seemed not to understand. Her
lips were a little parted in the ex-
preston that he remembered. She
looked piteously frightened and incred-
ulous.
II am sorry to have frightened you"
he said gently II did not mean that
you should ever see me-but you came
so suddenly. and out in this desolate
place you were the last person ex-
pected. Forgive me-"
"Yes-yes. it is a desolate place-it
it was something l ought to see-and
few minutes ago l wasn't frightened
at all. Now-I see ghosts every
where"
81 am one of them" he said.
She brushed her hand over her fore
head as though indeed trying to dispel
some terrifying specter. Her feeble
effort to regain her previous laughing
courage failed. She was white and
trembling.
81 am No. 4OO5 Of the Foreign Lee
gion," he said us there anything
else that you need understand"
"Yes-I must. feel as though one
of us two were mad. The Foreign LIE
gion is just the last resort for all the
riffraff of the world-criminals, gam
blers. cheats"
81 am one of them"
him with large. thoughtful eyes, out OF
which the fear had passed. When she
spoke again her voice was full of
smothered tenderness.
81 have thought of you so much late
ly. Richard. couldn't understand
why it was. You haunted me. 1t
was as though something in the place
made me think Of you. | remembered
all your little movements, the way you
looked. ! seemed to see you in others.
l grew almost-how shall l say?-
homesick for you"
you should have forgotten" he In
terrupted roughly. II have gone out
Of your life. Look upon me now as
what l am nova mere shadow"
Richard. what have you done?"
The tenderness had deepened. He
clenched his hands in movement Of
uncomfortable pain.
Hasn't your husband told your
mo. We never mention your name.
To me it is sacred"
"For Gods sake, Sylvia" He
Strengthened up. his black brows mark
ing straight line across his face. 81
was turned out of the army for be-
traying my country's secrets"
"You-a traitor! Why?"
The monosyllable was like the stall
of a knife in the silence.
"For a woman"
She drew back. Her eyes were dark
pools in which he saw no expression
What womanY"
He bowed gravely.
Madame Arnaud, have still honor
enough left to remember the discre-
ton imposed upon honorabl men,"
She turned away from him. He
could see nothing but her profile, the
exquisite, almost fawless profile, cut
against a background of mingling gold
and emerald. Her hands rested crossed
on the handle of her parasol. She had
grown suddenly very calm and DELHI
crate.
~ told you that had thought of
you, Richard" she said quietly. II did
not tell you how | thought of you. Do
you remember our last meeting, or has
that been eclipsed by other more lovely
memories?"
SILVIA, be silent! dare not listen
to you. You don't know what you
are saying"
II know what I am saying, and you
must listen. When a man destroys
something, it is no more than just that
he should see what he has done. You
have destroyed something-an ideal, a
dream, my faith in honesty and good
ness. You were the one man I be-