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

sheer verge was ON three sides of
them. h had been running toward
death when ne stopped her. The
match burned out.
Remember that you gave me the
little dog. mademoiselle," said Stefan
Balsic,' through the dark.
n did remember it; and the face
she had just seen in the match light
was the one that had moved her to
that absurd, impulsive confidence.
Let me 60 back" she whispered.
Il will not marry him until you say
1 may. 1 will wait"
Would you keep that PROMISE"
he asked, when Michael Joined o
in New York and told you I had
lied?" :.
Delight Warren was honest. She
he turned and led, her back. The
girl vent without resistance; she had
had enough of the Karst, alone.
When the yellow door and window
We're again bright against the gloom,
her companion paused. ar
w are near the Orient he said.
NO women are more chaste than
ours. but no conventions more strict.
l would not do you so much wrong
as to take you to my house except as
my wife; do not compel me to it.
Lay aside all thoughts of escape or
rescue. know where We stand, and
I tell you there is no such chance.
This building is a church; a priest is
waiting"
"Where?" she painted, aroused to
hope. Take me to him!"
He looked at her with an under
standing compassionate rather than
hard, and brought her across the
threshold of the poor little ediice.
closing the door behind them. A
white-haired, white-bearded man.
moved forward in the light that, dim
as it was, dazzled the girl who had
been SO long in the dark. With an
eager cry, Delight sprang past the
man with her and ran to the other,
tenacious fingers. Not of his church,
all her convent education neverthe-
less showed him to her as a refuge.
my father, you will help me? You
will not permit this thing-this
crime? oh. if you cannot understand
my language, you can see I ask your
protection! Let mo stay with you
anywhere, anyhow. I will make your
church rich; only keep me here"
Her wide eye besought him; she
broke off, expectant. The old man
met her gaze with = smile of embar-
rassment. moving %dneasily. To Count
Balsic he looked with habitual de-
%pendence on the masters guidance
Will you not help me ?"-she re-
preached. "oh Goodwill you let
this, be done-you. a priest?
The appeal brought only a puzzled
murmured q. soothing phrase. run
ming his fingers through his flowing
beard. N
What have you told him the
girl demanded fercely, facing her
captor.
Stefan Balsic met her look.
Are you convinced. mademoiselle?
You are no more in these. mems eyes
than a disobedient child, dangerous
in your ignorance. You must come:
by the sheltered way orSr, or"
Like the woman lin the cart" she
finished hysterically, and broke into
passionate sobbing. Like the wom-
sn in the carl"
He caught hersas she srayed. her
hands over her face. He sid moth
- :wi5l yos T.. messe: = you .aia9,,
you let, me 80 ato Michael, by and
II have given you my word. Even
Michael will. admit that has never
been broken. ~. gssa#g ,5
The Frenchwoman-hsd marks
The curious smile again bent his
Zip, not to mirth.
my wife will have nothing to fear,
from me or any other man.
She was silent. Presently he drew
Il Vas d stranss. unreal marriage.
The girl rested against the arm
whose touch she hated, only semi
Econsctous. passive from exhaustion.