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to intsrpst his friend by pointing out tile
various notables of their little town,
fell in x him something about each of those
he thought him likely to be thrown In
eontnest with.
••'Eiusro's the Russian envoy, the big fel
low on the Jeff: lio’s been very active in
this matter. Rook! look in that ear-
(riaee-—I'trfisuBtin. Strauss of the opera;
sings, divinely—and figure—a-daughter of
Juno! Wp shall see her some night
soon—perhaps a little supper; do you still
or toy themC”
The two men chatted on lightly, nnl
D'Aubant kept his eyes •well about him.
At the flint opportunity
"Bv the way, Kuno, did you not ride
along the.Drt silen road” this morning?"
"Ves—”
"I felt quite sure of it—I saw you."
“Where? 1 did not see you.”
"Xn—you had something better to look
jit. yon flashed by jne like a living
devil, trying to catch' up with # girl—
amo old tricks, Kuno. Only you seemed
in a very 111 tempos;. J>id you ever
overtake hca*?”
Kuno frowned, then'laughed.
"Xo—never’ -overtook ner; but where
were you?"
"O, i sawwj'60. Who la she, Kuno?
Bo honest."
"Wiree wort •you?”' Kuno persisted.
"Half a b.uigur frdqt town, on the bres-
flen .mad; when- a Utile bridle path turns
off up the hill—lota of young lira on
that side
Kuno i.-tuglMPd. "yes, i I'm caught.; I
"Who is tho f lady? TolI.it alt.”
• t .... io.lv ? v !'he lady? Ton do not
kn.nv : Really? That was'the Princess
Charlotte."
iTAubaiK looked at 'him quickly and
vv.vu ii ..«* expressed surprise, hut th®
.-•lie-. nl;lt | 1: ti-rnnued. pointing to a slm-
j ens’rkige "that luul drawn up neat’
■ jS)
_Vr<l here .she-is now, withvthat every
jar; r- .hi Aunt Frederica."
TV- »vrinerss had stopped, and was
’— nr. f. •• 01: of ' her carriage to trXlV:
women rrcmii'ch’ of the plnln-
, -r pc 'S< Kf.uurl saw her, too: he
b lived IMUl under IVAuhar.Cs horse and
si■ 10.! .: .•.•.•••ringe step, wagging his
mas enik.--.l,ly. < 'harlotto did not
• 11; ■ .1 ig, so he yelped to attract
;<•>.:•' m, -r <; insisted that: she should
. v with :ui.araln, Tho princes® racog-
z. e 1 ;ri, a.;ul glanced round involun-
t'tHIv - hi vllmn to meet D’Aubant's
bln. e .*■•■•! Kuno cordially, and
! 1'1 i'’ n"e 1 ? lifi. n • tlvir bits as (hey rode
■ -.r. a few paces before
■ - S5tu . rt did nor follow.
lartghed, "if she hasn't
due i" Jie turned his head,
or goring after him. Both
1 other way, and IRAu-
for Stuart."
a.'v,", explained Kuno, "Is
: yon must make. friends
• w ihin^r. She-is a friend
:v.i aid us greatly. Her
li \ to marry a Russian,
ml .-treated her, ar.d she
■ b- nation worse than the
oiy relic*. Tomorrow you
d.ro the rooms adjoining
v.so»nf Burgomaster Seidel;
-. ---T comfortable, and can
virg to the Castle Cellar,
1 nothing whatever to do
u b. was to meet the Swell-
< ? mo smokingband medl-
• ..•! ! irterprisie which had
r,. \\ . fcTibuttel.
; var: vi. "I've fired at the
,! 1' . but to ntakf love ax
we shall see. Thank
ta d stretching himself-
t: i; k heaven, ih'-e'si
n the process, and not..[rig
v the same old thing
»•» anio generation/'
to ihinking again of the
--• a - .1 dauniless bearing of
■ 1 to woo in the dark.
1 ■: . us Terry would say.
. cnpahi.table after all.
no, woman bn' a Russian
.. ],*--• as Alexis '"
' -.1 Hi man shrugged his
iff-uv roly, -aet if it were
■. ft An expression of
. . earns strongly to hist
i imagir-'d .that Paria was too
„• ■/,, .. Hus-;.ui What a fool I am-
• sough of women to know
ter*' They’re ail like Haria, and. I
v : U, 4 amuse myself—a 'man must
• ..pw "
I err S-.-iimenki I passed out on the ve-
>vnd quietly reminded D’Aubant
:t ;t vi"i - nearly 10. b'Aiibant tmme-
t.-iv h ft the table and Went to hfs
,e had completed his few
<-rr Sehmenkel poked his
,.-un. When
: v‘l In u tht
niy
my lord
•'Quite," ii'Atiii.int replied. Sehmenkel
glanced at the pair of formidable pistol*
!-. ; .-tr on the table beside the sword which
D'Aubant always carried, and smiled.
"Monsieur 'will have no need for
them."
■ "tine often rieofls good friends In a
land of strangers,” I> Aubunt answered,
making his belt secure.
"1 shall wait for monsieur under that
tjghr at the rtorncx," said Stlimenkel,
pointing out the lamp; “we had best not
leave the house together. As soon as 1.
see you <• cniug I shall start. You keep
i-ie in sight. »ud lock well about you, for
you will return alone."
Herr. S'htm-iikel sauntered carelessly
a way. end after a. few moments D'Aubant
went Out ot. the street. When be came
mar t;ie ’amp designated, IVAnbattC
saw the bulky form ahead of him move
uff steadily; be. took careful note of
directions and followed.
They, had gone a short distance -when
!il> guide tttrned into a dismal street,
which kil abruptly up a rough-paved
incline. It seemed nothing better than
.1 haphazard alley,crooked and winding,
between houses which fronted each other
so closely that a. man might almost
touch Hie Wall on both sides. JyAutoant
gianeed upward; tlie pf';vked gables came
so near together at the top as to leave
only a tint row jagged strip of moonlit
sky between. He paid dearly for his
< arcif ssness in not watching his feet,
for ho bruised his .shins against some
jutting stops. D’Aubant’s vigorous oaths
iirougbt Jlerr Schfr><tnkel to a stand, and
lie- tame up with his guide.
"Tliis is called the Himelstrasse, my
lord; you can easily reeogiiizo it by the
curved front at the corner—”
“Hollengasse would he a fitter name;
J shall know it again, mfve.r fear."
“Here is our place," observed the prac
tical German, who was nothing of a
humorist; “two doors this side the
church, to the left.”
D'Aubant thought they must have
come very near the end of their Jour-
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rtey, for the stretch of blackness seem
ed completely blocked by . a forbidding
structure, which Herr Sehmenkel as
sure him was a church. As they could
proceed no farther, they must perforce
go in. Herr Sehmenkel shuffled his feet
on the doorstep, then knocked.
The door opened instantly—into utter
darkness. Both men stepped inside, and
the dour closed. A perfectly silent fel
low ushered them up the stairs into? a
large room on the second floor. The
room was severely plain, furnished in
the fashion of many generations gone, a
heavy oaken table being tin: most con
spicuous article in tin- room. Beside this
table sat a man, tall and vigorous, fully
knows that such is his father's wish.
This we learn from active friends in the
-suite of Alexis—the truth is, his most
trusted companions arc our allies. They
are bitterly antagonistic to this German
alliance, and will delay him by every
means in their power.”
D'Aubant listened attentively, though
much of what the resident said was a
matter of common knowledge.
"Now, your mission, as I understand
it," Von landau continued "is to interest
the Princess I’harloUo So that she will
either refuse Alexis outright if he pro
poses, or, at hast, def.-r the marriage."
D'Aubant felt very foolish, indeed, as he
silently bowed to Von Rindau’s interro-
be careful that you. show no acquaint
ance with me in public. Good night. Mon
sieur."
D’Aubant felt some slight qualms of
conscience as #t» made his way back to
the Castle Cellar—the girl seemed very
young and innocent to be made the game
for this cold blooded hunt. Then lie
tiiougnt again cf Daria's heavenly In-
ma-ence, and his lip curled at the mock
ery of the mask that Women wear,
"Oh, will, where’s the harm in It?"
he justified himself, as he • threw down
his pistols upon the toed. "If I lie to
'her, she's lying to someone else—a poor
fool, .who Rt rlinps believes her."
Just atomic ..'bedtime Kuno knocked, at
the door. "Hulk, D'Aubant, still tip?
I wanted to, toil you that we a re invit
ed to the castle tomorrow night; they
wi 1 j tonve must'—-not a dozen people in
nil. quite ei: fumble—is that what you
. French. would say?"
The two men sat and smoked and talk
ed together for perhaps an hour.
"1 am wretchedly tired tonight," J ,uno
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gray, but square-built and powerful in
spite of his years. His huge brows
gave hjm the appearance of a man
Who squints at you from underneath a
that oh.
"My lord"—Sehmenkel bowed low—
“this is the gentleman,”
Knowing perfectly weli what was fi-
pect-'d •:•!' him, Sehmenkel bowed again,
turned, and left the house without an
other word. Tiie man at the table dll
not speak at nl’ until he was alone with
D'Aubant.
. "This is M. D’Aubant?. Pray be seat
ed. monsieur.” D'Aubant took a seat,
and the old man continued:
"You a r e from Dresden?” D’Aubant
noded his assent.
“Before that you were--"
“Ranlon, monsieur," D'Auhiant inter
rupted courteously, “but I have riot yet.
the honor of knowing to whom I
speak,"
The othe- man hesitated. He scanned
D'Aubant closely arid looked- over a pa
per he held In Ills hand.
"1 merely wished to he sure of mon
sieur's identity. I must make no mis
takes. I am the Counts Von Rind.au, en-
•foy of Sweden, resident at this court."
D'Aubant had heard many times of this
masterful old diplomat witlf the gray
hair and extraordinary brows. His
shrewdness and fertilty of resource in
a pinch had set afloat many stories
concerning him. People often wondered
why the chancellor of Sweden should
keep a man so able at so insignificant
a post. Indeed, his very presence’ here
marked the vital Interests which Sweden
had at stake. For a moment D’Aubant
and Von Rindau measured each other,
and thi^n Von Rindau spoke,
"I am pleased to meet monsieur, and
to know that he is to be our friend. You
are here on a somewhat unusual er
rand," he continued, smiling.
"Very—and not one of my seeking.”
“Do you -fully understand what It Is
desired you should do?"
"I confess to a very vague idea of it,"
laughed D'Aubant, wholly without mirth.
“Well. 1 must go more Into detail. The
Russian prince is now at Dresden on
bis way to this place. He comes un
willingly, as you, perhaps, know, urged
on by the tsar. We have reiiatda In
formation that Alexis ia not command
ed to make formal proposal for the
hand of this Princess Charlotte; yet ho
■Ration—It seemefl so small a business for
a soldier to engage in.
“If,” pursued Von Rindau, "she once
makes up her mind not io. marry AIex4s'.-
1; would lu> .a mlgluv task for nil - of
Christendom to compel her, But Kuno
can tell you more - of' tills than I—•he
bag fried her. You ore to 1 dge with
him in the house of Rurgnmnsfor Seidel—.
1 believe you'two are old friends,"
The men talked on for two hours. Von
/Rindau jgrtirmd -more confidence In. this
crack, brained s- mme after his confer
ence with R'A'K.uR vvjo impressed him
as a man of anion rather than a carpet
knight.
"Von Sort had a one-sided l„ve -affair
with her a year ago.” th. old man said
in conclusion, "and he can doubtless give
you nui.-h va I ; information."
-ton Juneau laid hit hand on the knob;
D'Aubant started oni.
“W;ut a moment." the resident detained
him; “you will lie so good as to meet
me here every ether evening at ten. But
SISTER'S TRICK
Biit All Came Out All Right.
How a sister played a trick that brought
rosy health to a coffee fiend is an inter
esting tale:
“I was a. coffee fiend -a trembling, ner
vous, .physical wreck yet clinging to the:
poison tbaut stole a way my strength h*-
cants® f**r « Meeting moment it. stimulated’
my weakened powers. I mocked at Pus-
turn and would have none of it.
“One day my sister. .Mrs. H. S. Show.il-
ter, substituted u cup of crisp, hot Po»-
tum for my morning cup Of coffee, but did
not tsll me wh.it it was. I noticed the
richness of it and remarked that th,. cof
fee. tasted fine, but rny sister did not tell
me I was /drinking Postum for fear l
might not take any more.
"She kept the secret find kept giving
mg Postum instead of coffee until I grew
stronger, more tireless, got a hotter color
in my sallow cheeks and a clearness to
my eyes, then she told me of the healtfi-
■ giving, nerve-strengthening life-saver she
had given me in place of my morning
coffee. From that time I became a dis
ciple of Pus in it. md no words cart do jus
tice to the good this cereal drink can do.
I will nottJry 10 tell it for only after hav
ing used It can one be convinced of its
merits." Name given by Postum Co., JJat-
. tie Creek, Mich.
Ten days’ trial shows Postum’s rower
to rebuild what coffee has .lestroyed.
There’s a reason.
look in each pkg, for the famous little .
bonk, "The Road, to Weilville;**
remarked, as be rose and stretched him
self. Then the door closed behind him,
and D'Aubant smoked on alone.
CHAPTER V.
“Where Have We Met?”
B.irgomn.st*'r Seidel’s venerable house of
tiie and plaster, .and carved oak which
had almost hardened into stone, stood on
a corner of the street along which D’Au-
b.ant had entered Wolfen'bnttel. Imper
tinent little windows peeped, out of the
steep red roof with most fantastic Ir
regularity; some frankly curious ones
held themselves wide open, while others
merely squinted BJco sleepy eyes, or the
lid of a half-closed chest.
Five stories and a peaked garret en
abled those inquisitive windows to peer
out above the.’r neighbor's heads, watch
dog the whereabouts and wha.tabout« and
talkabouts of burghers who ponderously
went arid eame under their surveillance.
The street in front Was broad, though-
winding; that at the side ran straight
on past, a row, of modest, dwellings, tiled
and stuccoed, and proud to be found in
such pretentious company. Back of the
burgomasters nn alley completely sep
arated him from the lesser world—a nar
row crevice 'n the walls of scarcely suf
ficient width to admit the family milk
and marketing. All of these streets were
substantially paved, for the Hausfrauen
of Seidel abhorred mud-tracking across
their neatly scrubed floors.
In the morning D'Aubant and Terry
came early to the burgomaster's door.
Before he knocked the Frenchman paused
to examine its rich quaint carvings, the
curiously wrought lamp which overhung
it, the square stone steps and the iron
railing. Then he knocked. The voluble
burgomaster was expecting him. and had
prepared a room on the second floor with
several small windows, very close to
gether, overlooking the street, and shad
ed by curtains immaculately clean. The
high mantel, the broad fireplace, the fur
niture grown black with age, ail pleased
D'Aubant's artistic eye.
"Yes, yes. I have no doubt T shall be
quite comfortable here." he replied, .seek
ing to stem the burgomaster’s steady tor
rent of commendation, "but where ign
the Count Von Sorr?"
* • * *'• » * • • . • • * •
Three doors down the hallway Kuno
Von Sorr was having a very bad half
hour, which interfered with his plans for
welcoming D’Aubant. In fact the Count
Von Sorr met with a detention—a serious
detention, one that /had traveled all the
way from Vienna for the express purpose
of meeting him, Waldo, his serving man,
very grudgingly admitted the visitor.
"Master, It is the Jew again,' ho whis
pered.-''
Samuel Baumgartner, the money lender
of Vienna, followed Waldo Into the roqin.
Very respectful and very apologetic, the
old fellow rubbed his hands together and
prayed all good blessings upon the noble
Count Von Sort,
"Waldo, you may leave uj,? Kttno or
dered, in the tone of a man who lacks
courage to refuse.
Samuel’s cringing manner fell from him
like a discarded robe.
“Well, my Lord, this is the third day
after the time you specified—the ninth.
I am glad to believe yon have the moneys
ready—"
"Unfortunately, Samuel, I have not—I
have b'-eu,greatly disappointed in some—”
Samuel clenched his hands doggedly.
’'But the notes must be paid today,
otherwise they go immediately to the
duke.”
“But. Samuel!”
“It does no good, my noble Count; you
have broken so many porn Res, told me
many lies—”
Kuno turned pale, but did not resent
the Jew's plain, statement of a fact.
“Where’s the inheritance which was to
come from; the Countess 'lliferesa? She’3
dead, and you were not even mentioned
In her will. Where’s the rFjh marriage
you were to make so fast—yotlr cousin,
the Princess Chnrlqtte,, who you assured
rna was desperately in love with you?
ATexta -of- Russia is even now on hi si way
her," The ,Tew fhfttg his arms
an expressive gesture of dls-
Kmw interrupted, “the duke is
surety for the note, and—”
Samuel looked Kuno so .scornfully in
the face that tho young man wavered
and dropped h;s eyes,
“That is not the truth, my noble
Count Von Sorr," . Samuel said with
the stern decision of a man who
knows, and Is .not afraid to apeak, "the
duke 'has -no knowledge of these notosi-
it ./is hot a 'tru„ signature."
Kuno sprang to ills feet threateniugly;
the man’s face grew .livid, but Samuel
did not give back an irmh.
“Do you mean, ■Samuel,’-' he spattered,
“that I—do you mean that
"You forged the duke's name to: those
note* of hand," Samuel contly sur-plied:. /
the proper phrass; “I anspeutoi it Kef urn'
now 1 am sure, - Yes, that is .eorreut, my
noble (kiur.t von S irr " Sarnuei repeated,
Innkitig him steadily in the -eye,
Kano's hand fell, hot tipuii the. head' Of-
Samuel, but limply n his ewii sife, /Af
ter -gome moments .Kamo ■ ai%r,' •.-4 up—si
new plan had struck hlin. Tha house' :
was quiet—no one in wight.or-bearipg. -'H*
asked blandly of - Samuel ;
"Woifid yvu let mo sea tha aigna.ture,
Samuei? 1 —
Tim Jew laughed.—that is. Ms lips
moved, but no sound came.
“I have not fetched th® pa peers -/with,
me, Samuel .1® ho fool; they are in :•
very - mvfo : place , .where ...they would be
fctiaid- if rivisfortune. befell me."
For a long ttfflg. Kuni. suniied the floor
Intently; }<bi iwhoRv- body relaxed Jn:r, a
perfectly hofeiess^auuuae.
"-Come, come.", 'tho -Jew demanded.' 1 Ib".
the coldest; nicest ' buslrteasilk* voice,
"what da you mean to do?"
/Kuno made no reply-ho had come. to.
the end of his TSsoirrOTS,
"I am waiting." ftananc! Insisted.
“I can -raise fire hundred today, Sam
uel,” Kuno ventured in rupp,Faring
tones, "If you will wait a fortnight for
know that you will give me
-Kuno went. to his-locker
o.na took out a bag qf coim— five ..hundred'--
thalers he ha'i /but yesterday received
from the Swede. Kuno had Intended this
for m-ore agreeableuses, arid/poured It
on the table grudgingly as .his own heart's
Wood. "There should 1^ exactly five hun
dred thalers."
"it counts out correctly." Samuel had
It already stacked4n Htlle piles; then he
shoveled it into a bag and thrust the
bag into Tils pocket. "Ret me. see; a
fortnight—today D -the i writh~-on the
twenty-sixth T shall return." and Kuno.
felt so relieved that -he forgot to demand
a receipt.
"The .fiend take him," he muttered,
striding up .and- down' ids room, feeling
like a man • who has had a, particularly
vivid nightmare..
Them. Kuno turned his thoughts to 'th®
(Princess CbarTotte, upon whose reyenues
he ha-:R relied f.> get him out of thR
very scrape. He vented his dlsunoinfment
by cursing her for. a cold tblood.-vi, unn-P;
preciative- woman.- If is- couId •••rtly’
marry h.er. then .all of these infernal
money troubles would immediately come
to and end. 'But he had failed—'be-, the
redoubtable Kuno von Sorr. the invinci
ble bower knight, the mom exquisite .
dandy in Europe, had utteriy failed tb
gain anything-.more than a laugh from
his beautiful, icousln, Sh» pnrrjed his .
love-sick apeeehs with a ridl-etilo'ws. good,,
sense •whi-'h- maddened Kun'i.
“Now do no: be absured. my pretty
couslri." :-;he j would stop bintwith =ueh
merry raillery that at last he -slunk .tiway
snd owned himself beaten/ lie hts rc?<-u‘-
nient he Itched for the -yic-tty /Vtovcsnge -f
‘ sealing Charlotte hnmilia ted. So he w-'-i-
coipod the gold of Sweden "16: ids fi i.t*:- '"
purse as the price, -of helping D’A'tibanc
"By the arm b£. Stars," he suddenly r*’-
memberuR '"hat <*1^,1 Jew -ha* kept:
me from my. appointment with J I'Aubanf.
But I d-o not fee! In the humor to talk
with him now," he sail to himseR. end
slipped out of the house .by a siije 4®or.
Terry and D’Auix-uU were busily en
gaged in getting settled. The Irishman
forgot to grumble about tjie uttpactttrig. .
for D'Aubant annou,heed that he, you’d
help. D’Aubant dearly loved to handle
bis bookg» and trinkets. IK? .hauled .dufet
everything at once, scattered 'the room
full of miscellaneous plunder, wrangling
all the while with Terry me to where
each article should be placed.
"Now, Terry, there's just that one big
box to open."
“Hadn’t .wo better getythes,? other
thing's .straight before we bring out any
more?” suggested trie man mildly.
"Oh,. no, you’re ton slow for roe: T
want this room arranged immediately--
I'll open it in a moment..” Ib’ speedily
demolished the top of the box and stirred
his ha uds amongst its contents. “What's
all this in here? Come, bear a hand,
let's take it. to the window where 1 can
so" ”
Master and man caught np the heavy
box. one at each end, a art were strug
gling across the floor with it step by
step, - when P'Aubant's eye. lit upon a
small bundle of letters carefully tied to
gether. He deliberately eased his end i.
of the box to the floor, and reached for
the package.
"Hello—what’s this?" He tore off the
wrapper to look at the delicate, hand
writing.
Terrry stood still, fuming at his end
of the box. A smile same slowly to D’Au
bant's face: a smile half of wistful re
gret, half of indulgense for, some long
forgotten folly. This particular folly,
though, seemed to leave its legacy of
sweetness to the fool. D’Aubant rose
from his knees, upset a pile of books from
a comfortable chair, drew the chair to
a window and sat down to read.
Terry had gradually let down his end
of the box. and stood with arms at hips,
watching his trifling master, who sat
there rcaJmly unfolding a lot of mildewed
letters written In a woman's hand.
“Well?" was all Terry said, but the
way he said it sufficiently expressed bis
disgust. D’Aubant glanced up innocently.
"Terry, perhaps you had better get
some one to help. There’s too much work
here for you to do alone, and I’m in. a
hurry to have it ended.” Then he drop
ped bis eyes to the letters again.
"What a lot of lies they- are! But I
believed her," and 'he sat there, looking
from the window, thinking.
Kuno kept himself out of the house all
day. Some time before elfTht he ra.
on tho' door and inquired if . D.-wu
was ready to go with ■hMn to the oa
“Mastef will be ready in a ■
apulogized Terry; "I «fXce-io<S
vit® a gentleman Into such u place, l
}jk,. ; thu day afteT -one of our iahs la K
jn “Oh, - that’s good enough for
ea I led D’A ub ant thrusting his head out
of the bedroom, 'Tf you like, _ Kuno.
you mav come in '^4. watefe; ^
pull on a boot three/ sizes too srnafi. ^
“What -the devil Is this?" asked Kuno.
picking up a knotted bidet d. wood dec
orated with'-%e.d and jnsllow foathera,.
“That’s an Indian wax club 1 m
the American colonies/ explaitiea
D’Aubant “all the things ffi .that pd®
came from Rouisiana. 'Amuse yourself
examining my spoils whilst , ^
••• dressing.’ D'Aubant kept /MR a raniun*,
fire of comment—“Are we .rate?' _
"No there's plenty of- time, ’ : Kuno
answered, seating himself on
t.u v empty • Iiair. b. side ;i table p.l*u
high with books. Tilted up against th®
wail h« s;tw a row of sketches in nu
stages of . fr.comploteness,', sotnO in oil,
some in water-color. Even to Kuno s
uneducated eye they,showed a master s
touch—perhaps a dilettante master, but
There was one that especially Attracted
yet a master. / ■ -
his attention,/ It was larger atia more
elaborate than the others, ,, and rested
unframed on as easel by Itself. - From,
where K,»uo sat it seetned the full figure
of a woman richly dressed,. with/,.luxury ■
ant ruddy hair. A sWowlh“lt .had ,b<?0‘h
flung across the easd, and its .assels
obscured the faee. AVith t’ri# txu,e-. irffi;.
cop's tustiaet, Kuno wish'd ».•'•
■ there.- was d such a. pretty woman, so?
He walked over and-f-ook down th@; bc-U...
Two vicious-, strokes -of; .h'lttCk/jjiiWtr tiad.
part ia 1R. - destroyed the woman's face,
leaving only and there a cash to
show its marvtlmis ooR'ring - ;
"<; .d: What a b<*a rfttui womati! But
,v sh.- fiioks Ik-’ r> Wotf-v-a : werwolf,” h®
added under ills breath, -y
A . singularly bold and odd concept ion
of :r -face, drawn by a. atrong. firm hand.
Kano shuddeied at its intense rnaievo-
/ ler.ee. -- .* '
D’Aubant came stamping in forcing his
feet into;the/Trot-bsti.hg/^obtaR/HJe/istbpfH/s
ed- a moment saw Kuno at the eascl ana
glatv*d angrily toward. Terry who
ducked -his htxid and disappeared. Then
D'Aub.tnt remark'd -- enrdoskly to ; Kuno.
“\ .very piece of -vork. and I
crossed it out --t.be likeness was a..total
faiiarc." /.
"I was t’sfnkireg," responded. Kuno
Without taking Jns fascinated ®V"8
away, “sh*> ! s ca magniftecnt licaiity, ?»ut
sb*. : looks more- like ,a ; werwolf//thaite.a
w .mart, 'Twoold never do. to/-let' your
model ecu it." -
”Tn s.imc respWs It is a faithful like
ness;" JfiAufiant 'throw A cloth over the
ca.TSVftki :•
'Did . you paint- thAt?" 'asked' Kuno fn-
'. reduousty. - .
"Yrs." 1Y A u bant nodded,; “most of
these-: .are my- w-ork; s r >ma'"were given me,
amf-som®.,1 bought" ■ '//
"You -are a -peculiar :-'fellow,”' oWbrvrta- ■
Kuno, innking round at. the ; Qn«er niix-
/tiiri -of..artistic and' Si-'-uTiarjc k"etssftise:V
" flow the"devil d«:> you ever find time, trof ,
"Behold, roy lordship," D'Aubant re-
pti-ai with mock gravity, ..extending;/
arm . as if iib - j/oir, ted, to his .Te-ids, bja
f. .'rests and his mountains.: "raisf is : »f:
■fli'mair'!;. bchoSd it. .As the goat . I’ve.
: gained in nearly thirty years,/it does not
count fur ru:
Somel
K m-"'.-:
it
j‘<! <v s t
;n the man’s tnftrin'er eloscd
: 'to further comment.
'It t« tiro* w® were going." he sug-
gested and the two- mer<-- pjeked- thei'x.f
way gingerly across' tha trashairewus: -:
•log ago
u re.
' us, qp
fi.ntmed. 'tskfrjg the Tc/t'ure from tha
rasei |s: -the- kind-."of gams he
mostly hunts..”- dua-Urtg the .•picture- car*,-'
full'", "and' somettmcs ir'viiidkeis hiai,
I "ci'h-apsi he: tviU hd nn’ throw t'nb/ th'ir.g
way oar's al ways, serd-ng' SE and
askinrihftfeat i-OES?.^- .
Than Terry carri-’d out Barbara's por
trait and- deposited it in n '/bank room.
He- gcrutinfxed the ruirif-d fare, with a
half .miusied, half regretfulbsexpressior.
‘’B<rar.-hunti.n-g• -by my 'faith, "J is pleasant
eiirtugh, -but'' it - drags' a man' into marry
t roti: /I-:-:". Six months In a prison at
Trieste,' two years !••:-•; in America and
the devil knows- 'what. t\ hat a gor.t’a-
mtmt What, a ,.geutlemvuT- .
After a short walk- :Kuno -passad the
guard at t.Hc bridge, anti entered the case,
tie with the air of- a man tm. nughiy
R”* 'a n i id.-'i pleasantly/
run ::,t th" T. Caap.1T
* .tb• - U'-ut’evni n's cloaks
Kvld<'i*tJ-y ' Ktino . w^s
rh-u they as ear: tied
1 I. :US-! Mi . the door
'"'n, whore the. ladies
It
!■:
■him—T knew
home
'Helix'. Caxpn
to the old 'f. i>:;
hurried to tr.k.
and ; h:l!S
a fav .rite,
the stair and
of the drawing
were, assembled-/ - ,j t prenifii thlrt there
v ?: • iti iro than ha ’’ a 4oyer)- of them,
■and as tu-mx- men, a Ivor - comnani- ,«f
Charlotte’s mpst intimafe friends. Two
—/'OS w-u-e already- kroirn tq IVAnbanr—
:lu> Princess cbariorixv. herself, ana tha
i ';••;;•••-• -- V.lcU.-' •-fi-fi'. w- filch .was the Rns-
«ian name by Av.jiiit'h no ..n® 'darcd-forcAiJ'
Aunt I-'ro-R: i;if*b -. /./'■ :
"IUr re. -Kur<o. in the back room,"
D'/iwRmt directc,l - hi* friend's M.-tentio-H'
to i- lixormi:: ob! man at. a cnr.l table*
"atu X mHfnk.cn. or is .that JmeR-WGStt* '
fried I tartmann ?"
"I -- yp-'.-riuip duke-—they are great
gossips."' ■ ' - . -
'% thought ■ recognize
him si-/! i:i Vlhutia
i no , a I-- add. talkative Diikc ..\nfnn
T inch laid down his- cards- to tela/witXi
great .aniroatiaa an anecdote!, fie. had-'-J-ii-st
pul irtlo-his novel "Oftayia:" Those fhut-/
Jairghcd loudest were reckoned best-
friends. -
■ Wstan. Tl’Anbitif. TW drtfert tijk-
ing .- :"’m an* book:- He' Is- writing a.
- ''r-Mriit novel, you 'knew-,../.afatuinq-
XeiR jiitrt-_ you h:»ve heard /jt/ hisrbfx-
spoken of. Tho:/? tin?' beat way fn make -
fair we a (her -• irb biro." '
Kur;-o and D'Aubant were stonrling-
/noticed in the floor, -t.hrt- new-erfitp’c -
•ing filriut-hlin ns r , soldier .Anight seek
b> fix a probable battle g.-riffm! hi hi*
rnrou " eye. There they stood -
t’htriptfe caught sight of . them. 'siVe-
flrew another yonn$r girl’s urn’ irfti per
own. ' ' /■
■ -"fame. Rnoim. ffiere’s Kuno and V *
friend, the rihev.'rik'r d’Anbant ■
be very gracious t,-,Ahim "
Arm in arm the- two -girls
room and in Charlotte's first
D A i want was sure he : rtotefl, again!"jbat -:
same glimmer of puzzled half-reebtrrH-
iron O'Aubant thanked -his lucky : sJars
for the sacrifice of bis beard, k
Re Contimicd.l '
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