The Washington times., 1917-08-12
ny JEAN DE LA HIRE.
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PART I-CContInued.l


I'VE stopped, petrihed, and STAN
n ms sTh.r. did you s.. tina.
weapon
"Ah,v said Moisette with a smile,
''you did not think OF that As you
said. nothing is lacking in the din
ingroom cupboard. The table service
is complete. / took this knife, which
is as long and pointed as a good dag
ger"
you will kill yourself if I come
near?"
u will"
Then do you hate me so much?"
NO; 1 despise you"
Severae Fooled.
She was so poised and so strong.
her eyes shone with such a fierce
resolution that he recoiled, instead Of
advancing
He was undecided for a moment, his
eyes fixed on the young girls throat
and the point of the knife.
Suddenly he smiled a terrible iron
ical smile. He drew himself UP and
bowling low he said:
Excuse me, Moisette. The love you
inspire in me is driving me to ever
greater follies. 1 ask forgiveness for
TO longer defend yourself against IL.
Il repeat what said four days ago.
My good care, solitude, and time will
change your attitude.
Very soon-perhaps day after to-
morrow IL nothing interferes with
the carrying out OF orders 7 have
Eiven-you will also have a servant
] can wait"
Moisette let the hand fall which
held the knife. and in a voice which
was more unquiet than she would
have wished, she said:
How long do you intend to keep
me a prisoner"
"Always-at least. you will stay
give yourself to me of your own free
will. Au revoir. mademoiselle"
Saverac left the salon.
When she had heard two doors
close she fell to the floor sobbing
violently.
The poor child was no longer up
held by her Indignation and the ner-
vous excitement which the sight OF
severac had wrought in her.
She measured now the full extent OF
her misery.
Surely all flight from this subter-
ranean prison was impossible, sepH-
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mountain and by sea. Neither Oxus
nor Fulbert could discover Severac's
retreat Her Hictaner-her beloved |
Guy-would never find her again.
As she wept a bitter abandon. Moi |
settle could see no deliverance but |
death. Then a more awful despair |
flooded her being. She raised her |
armed hand to sink the knife into her |
heart, but her arm was suspended, and |
she sank gently to the floor.
Il am to have a companion" muir |
INJURED the unfortunate.
Il am to have a servant. Perhaps
they will take pity on me. They will 1
save me"
Here was hope-the happy ray of |
hope which refreshes souls! Follow
ing upon the shadows Of death. this /
ray Of life filled Moisette's being with |
such emotion that the poor child |
tainted.
When she awoke she was lying
upon the bed in her room. In a flash |
she recalled everything. She Temem-
bered having fallen in the center of
the salon.
Who had carried her to her bed?
1t could only be Severac. She shud-
dered. But he had not harmed a hair
of her head.
She promised herself fervently not
TO let herself be carried away by
anger or emotion again for she real
tied that her physical resources must
not be so severely taxed.
Il must wait for the companion and
the servant he has promised me-" she
said. That is my one hope"
Nothing could have been calmer or
more Uneventful than the four DAYS
this eventful evening. She
prepared her food carefully and forced
herself to eat She read. dreamed and
herself at night in her
room. the only entrance to which was
the door leading into the salon which