The Washington times., 1920-08-10
NON JULIAN hesitated before
the urbanity OF Alvarez.
Then he said slowly:

the urbantty OF Alvarez.
- Then he said slowly:
II insist on reply
II refuse to crafty your curios-
ity."
Tense silence in the cafe as the
eyes OF all were focused on the
faces OF these two men so calm, so
punctilious yet so threatening.
"It is my purpose" went on JUL
ian calmly, Ito make your AFFAIRS
my AFFAIRS in so far as they con-
eerned me-Don Alvarez, you insult
ed my name He paused for de-
nial; none was forthcoming,
II shall not leave it to mere
baby to take up that insult. l take
II up now! Will you answer me,
Don Alvarez"
YES. after i have killed this fel-
low. / will answer you, Don Julian"
"You will answer me before, Don
Alvarez" and swift as light the
glove in the clenched hand of Julian
lashed across the face of his rival
movement of chairs, hush
that was almost tangible. Don AL
varez felt for his sword, his voice
was hoarse, his face flooded scarlet.
Nov, now!"r he cried. You are
right; 1 shall not wait. Now, now"
1.-The sooner the better" said the
other coldly.
Time For Duel Set.
Friends had gathered about both
men: a confused chattering sue
ceedsd the quiet. The place was
chosen again in the ruins of the
church, the time was set for that
very evening.
Severe went away with his
brother begging him to think again
and call of this infamous en-
counter.
He spoke to no purpose. Sup
pose you are killed. my brother"
And then, have 1 much to live
for?" Against this spirit Of fatal
ism worldly considerations carried
little power of persuasion.
Wickersham fingered on in the
cottage studio of his friend, de-
parting shortly before sundown,
promising to return before day
light and advising plenty of sleep.
"A calm mind is better than a
trained arm" he said smiling.
Fate sat on her pedestal and
surveyed the three characters in
the drama unfolding before her;
the poet in his studio lamenting
the loss of Don Julian's confidence,
grievfng over the misinterpretation
of his friendly feeling for Teodora,
the wife bitterly wounded by her
husbands inuendoes and the gossip
he believed. the husband trying to
right one of the wrongs into when
his folly had led him.
Gossip had been slow to impart
to the ears of Teodora the COM
ments on her companionship with
Ernesto; it was swift to let her
learn the happenings at the Cafe
Granada.
Teodora Tells of Duel.
Tired out, weary but uneasy. she
opened her door and heard. the
voices of servants. THE master is
to fight a duel-the poet-Oh,
knew it would come to that"
She grasped at the side of the
door; love for her husband called to
her. Her one thought was for
Julian. He must be prevented from
carrying out this rash business.
And to save her husband she must
reach Ernesto-he would listen to
her-where was he? She thought
of wickersham; perhaps he would
tell her.
Maria came in answer to her sum-
mons, and while the aged servitor
was approaching her mistress>tried
to assume calmness.
Maria, / want to talk to Captain
,wickersham."
"Yes, Carissima."
"You will get him on the tele-
phone2'
Isl, Carissima.'
Teodora steadied her voice-while
the old woman watched her, won
dering. "Ah, Captain Wickersham
YES, this is Sonora Gorgas-I have
a message to give to-to ,Ernesto-
do you know where he isT
A silence-a word of thanks--she
hung up the receiver hardly MOTTO
ing the shaking head with which
her old nurse had heard the name
of the poet.
Maria fingered. "Shall go with