The Washington times., 1919-02-28
Man With .X-Ray Eyes
THE sTRANCEsT STORY YOU EVER READ.
Juliette Meets Lucien in a Private
Dining Room in a Restaurant in
Secluded Section of Paris

whole corner Of old ParIs-the
PalRis de Justice. with its impos-
ing. silhouette. surmounted by the-
QuiEtte EDire of the Sainte ChapeIfe
and the massive towers OF Notre
Dame.
Below flows the yellow Seine,
furrOw by barges which give ex-
traordinRry Rnimation~tO this little
branch cut or by flood gates.
While walking toward the Silver
+ Pike, few minutes before Z o'clock
that evening, LUCENT DelOrme was
radiant with Joy.
GeOrgette had accepted an invita-
ton to dine with him; Georgette
had also consented, that they should
hR e a private room. It was the
firsS time that they would be alone
together-realy 4 alone-Rt last,
alone. s
True, she'had. Warhed him thai she
would be obIiged,sto go away al.
rectly after dessert. lest her faith
er should return unexpectedly. But
what did that matterI They would
have two long hours before them,
and in two hours how many things
can be said-how many vows Of
eternal fidelity can be mRde-tha
decisive word would at last fan
from her lips, which would seal il
upon his.
HencefOrthnotning5 could separate
/ them; they. would belong to- each
other forever, and this delicious.
thought made his heart beat high,
and fastened his steps toward the
meeting so impatienuy anticipated.
Yet one little shadow darken 81
this radiant picture.
The guest in the Hotel -des Nou-
velies-Hebrides had died that ve<y
morning. Poor II. Boistet had ren-
dered up his soul, without suffering.
Ike lamp that goes out for lack Of
oil.
Bh why think OF that now? IN
life, does not JOY always elbow sor-
row, IS not love perpetually a neig.-
Dor OF death?
Eternal, unfathomable, mysterious
law OF the universe! We must DO -
before 1t, without seeking to inEes-
tigate it. and not spoil rare mo-
ments Of happiness BY reflections >
sorroWful
As he-pushed open the door OF the
Silver P2ze',a waiter came toward
him and. at his request. ushered
him into a private room on the sec
ord floor.
a lady will come in a few min
utes to ask for n. DelOrme; bring
her here"
Very well, sir. viii you make out
-1oaIE. bill OF fare while you are wait
dngg''
On being left one, the young
man went to the window, but he dill
I not glance at the Gard the wsite-
had given him. nor did he lock az
the majestic panorama outsp-sad Le-
fore him in the gathering twilight,
pierced, one by one BIZ the lights n
the shops on the quay. and the W IN.
dows Of the neighborinS houses
She is coming,p he murmUre5,
gazing at Juliette's photograph.
which she had consented one dxy,
not without objection, to have taken
by one OF the open-air artists who
wander about with their cameras
and, for a few cents, give a chance
customer an instantaneous proof
surrounded with frame or put in
brass brooch.
At last he Uettered a stifIed excIa-
nation. She. ] [ was she,
She advanced rapidly, slender
and graceful in her little costume,
elegant in its simplicity. and.
when she passed under a gas jet,
her fair hair shone like a golden
flame in the darkness which. had
gradually gathered.
An instant later, two light rraps
on the door announced her arrival,
and she entered asking in 4 mis-
chievOus tone:
Il am not loo Iate?"
Dear one, dear one" he muir
INJURED. OF sning his arms 10 her,
the clock OF love has no hours"
She was examining with a look
or curiosity the little room with its
smoky walls and low ceiling. from
which issued AT electric chandelier.
whose light was subdued by pink
shades.
This is the first time / have
ever been in a private ROOM" she
said. when | came with my faith
er,-we dined below. All this seems
SO strange. Lucien. is il really I
who am here" And what are you
going TO Chipk Of theimprUdent girl
who accepted such an invitation"
But the waiter mad appeared and
was stolidly awaiting his orders.
Lucien had handed the card TO
Juliette, who looked in bewilder-
ment at the endless list OF dishes.
Then she returned it, saying in
differently:
Whatever you like, dear"
He ordered rapidly, haphazsrd.
What did he care?
He was with her. and that was
enough.
champagne? asked the waiter.
The young man glanced at Juli-
cite and, as she, assented, he re-
piled:
Yes
Then, the man having gone out.
Luclen, Clasping the girl tendeTly =
in his arms, pressed a long kiss
upon her blushinG brow, and con-
tinued:
What do I think OF This jmpru-
deRce and folly: Why. my dear
Georgette, that you were perfect
~ right to commit them. Are you
not my promised wife? Will you
not be my bride tomorrow? Under
these circumstances, I don't see
what there is so compromising in
accepting the invitation of a man
who worships you. But tell me,
have you informed your father OF
your plans?"
(T0 HE CONTINUED ToHORROWO