The Washington herald., 1921-05-08

hesS, sisaess via majesty Like . ven
sfssfS 80 b.Sftfsft come 20 life, he stood
feF . EsSEnsst IN bis long cloak. q far
sSsy l9SS ~ bis bisek eyes. Then he
s~eSt ahSH . sssfsihesnt bow and was
fSNSs
FSF . fsii sslssss JseassIIns and Ear
IslEt seeS1 ss1sF tbs spell Of him, az
Els f1StstSSs sls1 sssy down the stairs
'-Ts1s IL t6s1y trem<n1o1s.- burst from
EsTisiEs 81 jsnSth, shall I-msy take
TSs soassvbsTe, ma1emolseiie7 But do
lat me stsI with your
Tbanks. monsieur. But you needn't
tsks me sway. ~ tE terrible weather.
And he may not be gone more than q
few hours Perhaps Gensro will come
after all AZ for you, monsieur" she
turned away again. Il fear you will be
poorly entertained You have come at
such q strange moment
"Entertsined. mademoiselIe7 am en-
raptured! ] mean that sincerely. This is
simply tremendous! Think what that
man has achieved! Against what chances
and after trying 80 many years! ] want
TO help you rejoice
IF only. monsieur. ft is TO reJoice!-
But mademoiseIle--
-'oh, you think me poor spirited. no
doubt You see only that violin there
But do you see all that Il representa- I
wonder!" She was pacing the floor now,
her fingers laced across her breast
1T represents a noble dream. great
daring. great skill What more can it
represent? The skill Is there. And IL
those violins sing but tithe Of the pas
sion ! see has gone into them. what
voices they will hsve-'
Yes monsieur. But they will sing OF
much else"
oh, / suppose
Hating before him. JacqueIine burst
out They must sing. monsieur! II they
do. they will sing of my mother. Yes.
and of me! All. that man. that man, He
has put all. he has put everything
into those fddIes-everything ] have been
able to earn. all he could borrow. Ny
mother is buried in one of them. She
adored him She believed in him. Two
adorable years they had together. Then
came the devouring idea Of those hddIcs!
1t is a splendid dream, monsieur. But
when l think how much depends upon IL
- She resumed her pacing.
But if he is successful: And why
not? Them"
The idea has occurred to Others" She
shook her head. And they failed. or
they turned out one clever. superficial
imitation. My father makes fine vioIins
they say. Nxperts have praised them
before this. But real rivals Of Stradi-
varius? Not yet. they have said. And
he has begun all over again. see.
monsieur. why he has taken to you. In
convincing you he is convincing himself
again. My. mother saw it all. Hers was
beautiful faith. She soon enough dis
covered SHE had married a lovsble ia
matte. She died for him. She worshiped
him and he neglected her. He chiseIed
away at his wood when he was really
chiselinE away at her heart. One love
he had-his fddles. Yet she never COM
planned of her rival She gave him all
her money-and once she was rich. She
gave him her love, her Iifc-whiIe he
courted the other love. II those hddIes
can sing of that"
EsrIeigh tried to find words for his
thoughts. "An that. must speak out.
mademoiselle! 1t must! God, what a
prospect"
His enthusiasm lighted a smile in her
eyes. 20. l grant you. monsieur. IL he
has copied my mothers voice.
Then she will live again. and for
ever! What a beautiful immortality, This
is srupendous! All, mademoiseIIe. what
If others did fail at the idea: They had
nothing but the money in view. The
hearts passion was wanting. They had
not what your father had-and has now
to inspire him"
That's what a poet would say. mon-
sieur." said Jacqueline softly. rewardfnC
his pretty compliment with a swift flash
of smile. ''oh. see you despise my
hard reasoning. You think / am not nv
mother. Perhaps I have waited so long
haf Ali
ingly enough 1 have sung for him. hoped
for him. But too much has been asked
of me. And"-impetuousIy JacaueIin.
drew up and faced him-"have / not also
dreamed. monsieur: BAH" She whisked
away again. who are you. monsieur,
that you have these secrets out Of me-
i am your friend. mademoisellc. Your
brother. Whatever you wish"
Here something escaped the girl. God
knows ! need brother" she said before
she could control herself. and rushed to
the window as il to cancel the remark.
In three strides Earleigh was at her
side. to take command OF her I'm going
to play the brother at least: What can
do"
Gazing blsnkly out OF the window into
the sleet' she shook her head. Nothing
can help monsieur. There is no heIp,
except in those violins."
i see! That means, Who is Gcnaro?
Doesn't it,"
With that she turned suddenly and
bIaZed at him. Never dare to mention
that man TO me again. came the quivsr-
ering command. Then she broke alto
gether' leaning wearily against the sash.
i thought so!' said Esrleigh. In some
way these fiddles enslave you to that
man. I've guessed that much already"
He's been willing to lend" she helped
him on. He has taken my mothers
place. suppose"-she laughed-"his
voice. too. will be heard, His money has
helped so long to keep US going"