Roanoke Rapids herald. [volume] (Roanoke Rapids, N.C.) 1914-192?, 1917-08-31

lie moved little uneasily. All this
time she was watching him It seemed
to her that she could read the thoughts
which were stirring In his brain.
"You would like to say, wouldn't
you" she went on, shat this is use
full and an upright life? So 1t may be,
hut 1t is not wide enough or great
enough. Some day you will feel the
desire to climb. Promise me, will you,
that when you feel the impulse you
won't use all that obstinate will power
Of yours to crush it2 You will destroy
the best part Of yourself, II you do.
You will give 1t chance? Promise 7"
She held out her hand with little
impulslve gesture. He took 1t In his
own, and held 1t steadfastly.
~ will remember" he promised.
Along the narrow streak Of road,
from the southwark, they both watched
the rapid approach Of large motor
car. There were two servants upon
the front seat and one passenger--a
man-inside. It swung into the level
stretch beneath them, fantasy Of
gray and silver In the reflected sun
shine.
Louise had been leaning forward, her
head supported upon her hands. As
the car slackened speed, she rose very
slowly to her feet.
1.-THE chariot Of dellverance" she
murmured.
ut is the prince Of seyre," John re-
marked, gazing down with slight
frown upon his forehead.
She nodded. They had started the
descent and she was walking In very
leisurely fashion.
"The prince IL great friend Of
NINE" she said. II had promised to
spend last night, or, at any rate, some
portion of the evening, Mt Raynham
castle on my why to London"
He summoned up courage to ask her
the question which had been on his lips
more than once.
"As your stay with us is so nearly
over, won't you abandon your incOg-
nito?"
"In the absence Of your brother" she
answered. ~ will risk 1t. My name is
Louise Maurel."
"Louise Maurel, the actress?" he re-
peated wonderingly.
81 am She" Louise confessed. "Would
your brother" she added, with little
grimace, "feel that he had given me a
nights lodging under false pretenses."
John made no immediate reply The
world had turned topsyturvy with him.
Louise Maurel, and great friend Of
the prince of Seyre! He walked on
mechanically until she turned and
looked at him.
"Well?"
~ am sorry" he declared bluntly.
"why?" she asked, little startled
at his candor.
81 am sorry, first Of all. that you are
a friend Of the prince Of Seyre."
sand again, why?'
because of his reputation In these
parts"
"What does that mean?" she asked.
'T am not scandalmonger." John
replied dryly. u speak only of what l
know. His estates near here are sys-
tematically neglected. He Is the worst
landlord in the country, and the most
INSCRIPTIONS. His tenants, both here
and In Westmoreland. have to work
themselves to death to provide him
with the means Of living disreputable
life"
"Are you not forgetting that the
prince Of Scyre is friend Of mine"
she asked stflly.
81 forget nothing" he answered.
"You see, up here we have not learned
the art Of evadlng the truth
She shrugged her shoulders.
$50 much for the prince Of Seyre,
then. And now, why your dislike OF
my profession?"
"That Is another matter" he con-
fessed. "You come from a world Of
which know nothing. All I can say
Is that I would rather think of you
rs something different"
She laughed at his somber face and
patted his arm lightly.
"Big man of the hills she said,
"when you come down from your fro
zen heights to look for the flowers, ]
shall try to make you see things differ