The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1916-09-01

| ivory fan and the white gloveS-then
| passed upward, as though drawn by an
| irresistible fascination, to the face Of
| the man opposite. He, too, had seen.
A minute later their eyes met. In the
distance bugle chanted the Legion's
war signal, "Aux armes! AUX armest
| Richard Farquhar swung round and
closed the door behind him. Instinct
lively Colonel Destinn had placed him
| self between Farquhar and the door
| leading to the inner room. 1t was
| typical of him that he did not threaten
| or attempt to deny the vital facts of
the situation. In an hour this man
| might be arrested and shot down-but
not now. Richard Farquhar picked up
| the fan and opened it.
Colonel Destinn, a man I knew
gave this to the woman he was to have
married. How did it come here?"
Colonel Destinn looked into the
| blazing eyes of his opponent and
frowned. It was the first sign Of
yielding lf-possession.
you are brave. Courage is the one
thing I can respect. You are free to
60, Englishman."
mot till you have answered"
81 shall then have double cause to
| order out a shooting party on your be-
half"
"What you insinuate is a damnable
lie"
Destinn laughed.
-
your convictions" he said, almost with
regret.
The legionary made no answer. he
| had thrust aside the intervening table.
and the next instant both men were
! locked together in a merciless en-
brace. There was no sound-scarcely
a movement. The first fury of Far
quhar's onslaught balanced his fever
weakened condition and leveled their
respective strength to practical equal
ity. Then the steeled muscles Of the
elder man asserted themselves, and
slowly. imperceptibly, he retreated
from the door, seeming to yield, never
for an instant relaxing his tenacious
hold upon the others arms. Suddenly
he wrenched himself free and sprang
| back to his writing table.
'If you touch that door I shall shoot
you down--now," he said quietly.
Farquhar turned, conscious that his
own rage had suddenly burned out. He
saw that the door which Destinn had
protected had opened, and that Sylvia
Arnaud, white and large-eyed with
terror, stood trembling on the thresh-
old. Farquhar recoiled step. Colonel
Destinn had replaced his revolver on
the table. There was something akin
to pity written on his hard face. Sylvia
glanced at him and then at Farquhar.
Behind her fear there had already be-
gun to dawn the knowledge that the
situation was dramatic and wholly in
her hands.
Il knew that you were a traitor.
Richard" she said. But I thought
you were still gentleman. 1t seems
I was mistaken" Her manner was
fearful, childishly resentful.
He turned from her without answer.
81 owe you an apology, Colonel Des-
tinn," he said simply. "Do you trust
me enough to let me place myself un-
der arrests"
"I trust you enough to let you find
your punishment under fire." was the
courteous answer. ~ shall need brave
men,"
81 thank you.''
They saluted each other-gravely
with respect, as unreconciled duelists
who have learned each others worth
in the bitterness Of battle; then, with
a slight bow to the woman, standing
against the dark background Of the
inner room, Richard Farquhar passed
out of the open window.
"Aux armes! aux armes!"
He laughed to himself. his teeth
clenched. But the music Of that storm
signal was as the call Of the blood, a
challenge to the fighting spirit Of his
race He swung himself lightly into
the saddle and drove his heels against
the horses dripping flanks.
EN- avant, Graner' The animal
swerved. Someone had caught at the
bride. Farquhar bent forward, peer
ing into the darkness. who is it?
My God-Gabrielle!'
Yes; 1 thought L recognized you.
| Where have you come from?"
Colonel Destinn's--"
"Is-'
"Yes; she is there"
Captain Arnaud is asking for her,
and 1 suspected. There isn't mo-
ment to be lost
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS.