Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1917-11-18

sobbing. Her husband whisked round
on her with that singular alertnsss OF
movement which was one OF his most
marked characteristics.
what we're all coming to? What mat
ter to Dupont now whether the pota-
toes were black or sound?"
Dalroy guessed that Dupont was the
a glimpse. too Of the indomitable soul
of Belgium. Though itching for infor-
nation. he checked the impulse, be-
cause time pressed horribly.
vow san fes sss .dy Tss ~aas
have spared you. You have fed them:
They may treat you decently. I'll
make 1t worth while. I have plenty of
money"
Irene stood up. Monsieur" she said:
a robin. ut is idle to speak Of saving
one without the other. Where Mon
sieur Dairoy goes 60. If he dies. I
die"
For the first time since entering the
mill Dalroy dared to look at her. In
her blue eyes held a tint of violet.
Tear-drops glistened In the long
lashes; but she smiled wistfully. as
though pleading for forgiveness.
English. making a miserable failure of
the anger he tried to assume. You
ought to be reasonably safe here. BY
insisting on remaining with me you de-
iiberately sacrifice both our lives. That
Is. I mean." he added hastily, aware of
a slip. you prevent me. too. from TAX
ing the chance of escape that offers"
III that were SO would not thrust
myself on you" she answered. But
mean to ware war. They make no Sc
cret of it. They intend to strike terror
into every heart at the outset. They
are not man. but super-brutes. You
saw Won Halwig at Berlin. and again
sian can change his superficial man
ners--not his nature, which remains
invariably bestial-to that extent in a
day. before he has even the excuse OF
become when reused to fury by resist
ance? But we must not talk English"
She turned to Joos, tell US, then.
monsieur" she said, grave and serious
have not the Prussians already raw
ared and destroyed WISER
The old mans face suddenly lost its
bronze. and became ivory white. His
bled one of those grotesque masks
a demon. Curse them!" he shrilied.
Course them in life and in death-man.
woman and child! What has Belgium
done that she should be harried by
pack of wolves? Who can say what
wolves will do?"
Joos was aboil with vitriolic passion.
There was no knowing how long this
TRADE might have gone on had not a
the open door with obvious and settled
intent to breakfast on crumbs.
"Ciel"' cackled the orator. MOT
fowl was fed overnight"
In real life. as on the stage, comedy
and tragedy oft go hand in hand But
the speckled hen deserved good meal.
Her entrance undoubtedly stemmed the
floodtide of her owners patriotic
wrath. and thus enabled the five people
In the kitchen to overhear a hoarse cry
from the roadway: Hi. there. dunn
mer Esel! whittier goest thou? This is
Joos' mill"
Quick. Leontine" cried Joos ITO
the second loft with them! Sharp.
In this unexpected crisis. Dalroy
could neither protest nor refuse to ac-
company the girl. who led him and
Irene up q back stair and through a
well stored Eranary to ladder which
'I'll bring you some coffee and eggs
as soon as can" she whispered.
Draw up the ladder. and close the
door: It's not so bad up there. There's
seen. Maybe" she added tremulously,
''vou are safer than we now"
Dalroy realized that 1t was best to
obey.
Courage. mademoiselle!" he said.
well with the world"
please. monsieur, what became of
Jan Maertx?' she inquired timidly.
I'm not quite certain. but think he
should not have ill-treated him. The
collision was not his fault"
The girl sobbed. and left them, Prob
ably the ErNff Walloon was her lover.
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raised the ladder nosieIessiy, and low
cred the trap, His brow was scanned
with forebeding, as. despite his deaire
to leave his companion In the care Of
stinctivs feeling that he was acting
unwiseiy. Moreover, like every free
man, he preferred to seek the open
when In peril. Now he felt himself
Gagged.
Therefore was he amazed when Irene
laughed softly. How readily you