Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1920-04-23

this darkness" he said. II must ride
with you, madame, for the journey
that is left
She had surrendered too utterly to
dispute now. Yet, to feel him beside
her
mot YOU she partly rebelled.
Send Captain Lesendra. Not you'll"
He drew back at once, with a word
of command to his kinsman. That
young officer threw the bride of his
horse to one of the men,, saluted the
girl, and took the place opposite her.
A moment later, they were again.
travelling along the unseen road.
The %precaution Of guarding Delight
from herself was not necessary.
Numbness had overtaken her: resist
have been so if her husband had in
sisted ON riding with her. but there
was nothing to arouse her fear or
antagonism in the presence Of Danilo
Lesendra. She lay still, with closed
eyes. But once her escort leaned
forward and dropped the feecy
warmth of some wrap. about her
shoulders.
Permit me, madame" he apollo
gized. The night is cold, and your
dress thin"
AIAoIC0u I'll 1CSSuLllk6 Ii.tuc SERVICE,
she caught the hand that had touch
ed her.
What will happen to me?" she
questioned. her voice breaking. you
know him-what will happen to
me?" - -.
Nothing. he answered gently.
Nothing but good. This violence to-
night was forced on US by your COM
lng here. We thought all safe while
Michael was unable to go to you. We
a not counted on your coming TO
him. unafraid."
you were watching for me, this
morning" \
II beg your pardon. I was there
on another errand, and guessed all
when I saw you"
You knew mellow ?"
II had seen you in Tours. And this
morning / acted on my own RESPONSE
bility."
What would you have done with
me, II I had entered your 'limou-
sine? ;"
Il would have drivAl aboard the
boat that was leaving, and taken you
back to Italy, madame. When you
refused, I rode back to Count Balsic.''
But why. Why? How can you
be SO cruel to a girl because you hate
Michael?"
1T is no cruelty that keeps you
from Michael Balsic," corrected Les
endra very curtly, and said no more.
She unused duly on this hatred Of
Michael. until lights again shone out
of the obscurity. The journey was
ended. .% :,
montenegro is a country Of sim
plicity. A country neither to be
bought nor conquered, its luxury has
been its freedom, its treasury an
armory. Wealth Is not generally
known or coveted. Z In all the land
there was NO such house az that of
Stefan Balsic, with the possible ex-
1nes designed to impress the smaller
nation. 1t wa mi of those Turkish
castles snatched from the Moslem in
the youth of Prince Nicholas; rebuilt
and preserved by Count zBalsic.s
mother with the sovereign's special
permission. ~
But Delight was nota&of. this coun-
try. When Danilo Lesepdra assist
ed e to leave the carriage, the girl
with gtgantic horsemen, up at the
gray castle that doomed rather
fortress than home, twin rock with
the mountain to which At chung. and
! saw. only a prison. She did not know
ne had staggered. until she found
herself again leaning son Stefan Bal
sic and across the threshold OF his
Her dazzie4 eyes received q
j k~aleidoscopic Impression OF color and
light, OF rooms successfully passed:
then they entered low. horseshoe-
arched door.
Thee ! NY mothers chosen
rooms said Count Balsic. II give
thsm to you.rr
She steadled herself, catching the
4 back Of 4 curious chair inlafd with
DUR mosaic. The taste Of the iuxury.
loving Russian was evident Il. III
about her, and d still richer fancy
had been learned from the nearby
East. Blue was the predominant
color running through all stints 81
pale and dark In h~angings, d ana
cushions::. touched with silver and
gold. with bronze and copper. I'll The
room Yas. octasonAl. lighted, With IN,
standing lannpa. But what the eiri
saw most clearly BY their glow va
he. massive door that had closed be-
Please 70"
He looked It her vffh 8.