The Washington times. [volume] (Washington [D.C.]) 1902-1939, 1924-09-24
SCREEN VERSION NovEL1zED
By Jane Mclean.
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snip, though she most adrcitly
kept him at a proper distance. II.
she observed a growing confidence
in Max. she quickly nipped it. by
showing him she enjoyed my com
partnership or that Of old Franz.
just as much. On such occasions
Max's dignity and vanity required
balm. .,...
"Oh.r he said to me one eve
ming while. we were preparing fer
bed, at seems to me I have just
Weakened to life, or have just got
out Yof prison. No human can. he.
happy on a pinnacle above the
intimate friendships Of his fellow,
man, and-and woman"
Yes and woman Well put,
Max" said /.
II now realize why have hum
gered all my life," said Max,
though I have never before:
known: I longed for friends. Is
1t not strange that 1 should find
them among these low-born poo
pie? 1t surely cannot be wrong
for me to live as / do, though
father and mother would doubt.
less deem it criminal.
These good burgher folk are
making you better and broader
and stronger" answered, but
there is one thing want to sug-
gest; you are devotingl too much
Of your time to the brown-eyed
little maid. You must seek favor
with Twonette. She is harmless,
and through her you may, by
some freak Of fortune, reach the
goal of your desires. With the
prestige of your family and the
riches of Burgundy, you amay
become the most powerful man
In the world, save the Pope"
Perhaps Fraulein Yolanda is
also acquainted with the Princess
Mary responded Max, half re-
luctantly. speaking Mary's name.
mo-" answered, she is not.
/ asked her If she were. She
laughed at the suggestion, and
saidl oh, no, no. the princess
is 9 very proud person and very
exclusive
She knows but ne burgher girl
in Peronne, / am told. That one
Is Twonette, and I believe she
treats her most ungraciously at
times. would not endure her
snubs and naughty ways as Twon-
cite does. / seek the friendship
of no princess. Girls of my own
class are good enough for me.
"Twonette,. fetch me cup Of
wine" 'Twonette, thread my
needle" 'Twonette, you are lat
and lazy and sleep too much"
"Twonette, stand up" ''Twon-
cite, sit down." Faugh! tell
you l want none of these prin-
cesses, no.; not one of them.
hate princesses. and I tell you l
doubly hate this-this-''
The attitude of Max toward
Yolanda was a real triumph of
skill and adroltness over inherited
convictions and false education.
She had brought him from con-
IescensiOn to Difference solely by
the magic of her art. Or am l.
wrong. Was 1t her artlessness?
Perhaps it was her artful art
Iessness, since every glrl-baby is
born with modicum of that dan
gerous quality.
Perhaps you are right, Karl"
AIDED Max. II may underrate the
power OF this girl. AS you have
said. she is little witch. But
beneath her laughter there is
rare show of tenderness and
strength, which at times seems
pathetic and almost elfin. You
are right, Karl. / will devote
myself to Twonette hereafter. She
IL like feather bed in that she
cannot be injured by a blow,
neither can she give one; but
Yolanda-ah, Karl, she is like
q priceless jewel that may be
shattered by q blow, AMI may
blind one by it's radiance"
But Max's devotion to Twonette
was a failure. She was certainly
willing, but Yolanda would have
none Of 1t, and with no equivo-
cation gave every one to under
stand as much. Still. she held
Max at a respectful distance.
The Castlemans, Max and 1
made several excursions into the
mountains. Yolanda and rwOr-
cite were in ecstacy at the noun
tain views, which were 80 wildly
In contrast with the lowlands of
Burgundy.
These mountains are beauti.
full" said patriotic Yolanda. hut
our lowlands raise bread to feed
the hungry" q
On one occasion we rode to the
Falls Of Schaffhausen, and OTTER,
we were, out upon the river.
During these. expeditions Yolanda
adroitly kept bi1R little Marty to.
gether, and Max could have IA.
private word with her., n I.
During al this time Max pom.
dered In vain upon the remarkable
manner In which Y0Iahda had
OWNED the secret of his rim.
He !onged to question her bfyf
she would not be- questioned ms
I'll she was ready, 10 !. AM Wer. n
+. Max could not help FEELING Elltsts
1t was most condescendingih him.
a. prince, to walk out with Yo-
landa, Q burgher maiden. Should
any one from Syria meet him,
ne WCulc certainly sink into the
ground, though in a certain way
the girls reluctance seemed to
place the condescension with her.
After dinner, which we all took
together that day, she put him,
Oft with excuses until drowsy
Uncle Castleman had taken him
self orr for a nap. Then Yolanda
quickly said:
Fetch me my hood. Twonette.
i shall not need a cloak. / aHu
going to walk out with Sir Max"
Max and Yolanda climbed the
hill. and. after a little demurring
on the girls part. sat down on a
shelving rock at point where
tins river view was beautiful. AZ