The St. Charles herald. [volume] (Hahnville, La.) 1873-1993, 1917-12-15

dared not analyze. Perhaps. after aiH
her self-dissection, there were stlil ST.
cret chambers. She thought almost
with fear Of what they might contain
Her sense Of superiority was VANISH
ing. She was, after all, like other
women.
"Yes," she promised, II will help.
We will leave it at that. Some DAY,
YOU shall talk to me again, II you IKE.
In the meantime, remember we are Do'n
free, You have not known many won-
en-. and you may change your nina
when YOU have been longer In London.
Perhaps 1t will be better for you IL
| you do"
"That is quite impossible" John said
firmly. "You see" he went on, look
ing at her with shining eyes, Il know
now what / half believed from the hrsr
| moment that saw you. love you J!
Springing restlessly to her feet, sne
walked across the room and back
again. Action of some sort seemed I'M
perative. A curious hypnotic feeling
seemed to be dulllng all her powers
of resistance. She looked into her life
| and she was terrified. Everything hau
grown insignificant. 1t couldn't really
be possible that with her brains, her
experience, this man who had dwelt all
his life in the simple ways had yet the
power to show her the path toward the
greater things! She felt like child
again. She trembled O little as she
sat down by his side. 1t was not In
this fashion that she had intended to
hear what he had to say.
81 don't know what is the matter
with me today" she murmured dis
tractedly. 81 think / must send you
, away. You disturb my thoughts. 1
> can't see life clearly. Don't hope for
too much from me-" she begged. But
don't go away" she added, with sud-
. den irresistible impulse Of anxiety.
: "Oh, I wish-I wish you understood me
:. and everything about me, without my
= having to say world"
II feel what you are" he answered..
! land that is sufficient"
| Once more she rose to her feet and
| walked across to the window. An au-
| tomobiIe had stopped in the street be-
| low. She looked down upon 1t with
! q sudden frozen feeling Of apprehen-
i sion.
John moved to her side, and for him,
too, the Joy of those few moments was
| clouded. A little SILVER Of PRESENT.
| ment took its place. He recognized the
footman whom he saw standing upon
the pavement.
| 1T is the prince Of Seyre," Louise
faltered.
| "send him away" John begged
ave haven't finished yet. I won't say
ANYTHING more to upset you. What
| want now Is some practical guidance
II cannot send him away"
John glanced toward her and hated
himself for his fierce Jealousy. She
was looking very white and very pa
i thetic. The light had gone from hel
Il eyes. He felt suddenly dominant, and
> with that feeling, there came all the
generosity Of the conqueror.
| "Good-by!" he said. Perhaps l car
see you sometime tomorrow.
He raised her hand to his lips ant
70 kissed her fingers, one by one. Ther
he left the room. She listened to hi!
y footsteps descending the stairs, firm
m resolute, deliberate. They paused
nj there was the sound Of voice ;-th'
prince and he were exchanging greet
n. ings; then she heard other footsteps
r. ascending, lighter, smoother, yet JUS
"a as deliberate.
If Her face grew paler as she listened
10 There was something which SOUNDED
of to her almost like the beating OF fat
70 in the slow, inevitable approach o
m this unseen visitor.