Roanoke Rapids herald. [volume] (Roanoke Rapids, N.C.) 1914-192?, 1917-10-12

that am going to dance here' Never
before have danced in private house
In England. Except upon the stage l
like to dance only to those whom 1
lover
TIE little space between the cur
tains was suddenly darkened. John
turned eagerly around, and, to his I'M
mense relief recognized the prince
Their host came forward TO where they
we're sitting, and held out his arm TO
Calavera.
Dear lady" he announced, supper
Is served. Win you do me this great
honorf"
She rose to her feet. The prince
turned to John.
This is my privilege as host he
explained; but II you will follow U.s.
YOU will find some consolation In store
for you"
"WellY the prince asked, as he
handed Aida Calayera 10 her place al
his right hand.
~ think not" she replied.
He raised his eyebrows slightly. For
moment he glanced down the supper
table with the care of punctilious
host, to see that his guests were prop
erly seated. He addressed a few
trivialities to the musical-comedy star
who was sitting on his left. Then he
leaned once more toward the great
dancer.
"You surprise me-" he said. u
should have thought that the enter
prise would have commended Itself to
you. You do not doubt the factsT
"They are obvious enough she re
piled. "The young man tried 10 tel
me that he was In love with another
woman, and | felt suddenly powerless
| think | must be getting to that age
when one prefers to achieve ones con
quests with the lifting Of finger
The prince sighed.
~ shall never understand your sexP
he declared. ~ should have supposed
that the slight effort Of resistance
would have provided just the necessary
stimulus"
She turned her beautiful head ant
looked al the prince through narrowed
eyes.
after all" she asked, what shoult
gain? The young man is, in his way
a splendid work of art. Why should
he vandal enough to destroy III
shall ask you another question"
The prince slowly slipped the win'
from the glass that he was holding L
his lips. Then he set 1t down DELHI
erately.
"Why not2'
"What is your interest? Is 1t bet
whim, or-enmity2'
"Iou may count 1t the latter, IN
prince replied deliberately.
Calavera laughed softly to herself.
"Now, for the first time" she con
fessel ~ feel interest. This is wher
one realizes that we live in the mos
impossible age of all history. TIL
great noble who seeks to destroy tn
poor young man from the country |
poweress to wreak harm upon hin
You can neither make him q paupe
nor have him beaten to death. VIII
are there princes any longer, | won
der? You are only as other men,"
at Is an unhappy reflection, bu
1t is the truth" the prince admitted
MY ancestors would have disposed q
this young man as | should trouble
some fly, and 1t would have cost ther
no more than few silver pieces an
sack Of wine. Today, alas, cond
tons are different. 1t will cost IN
more"
She trifled for a moment with tn
salad upon her plate, which as yet sh
had scarcely tasted.
81 am feeling" she remarked, 'mai
nihcently oriental-like Cleopatra. TIL
sensation pleases me. We are bal
gaining, are we not"
eve shall not bargain" the prime
interrupted softly. ut is you VIII
shall name your price"
She raised her eyes and droppe
them again.
"The prince has spoken" she mu
INJURED.
He touched her fingers for a m,
ment with his, as II to seal their con
pact; then he turned once more
the lady upon his left.