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A MAKER
OF HISTORY
By E. NIILLIPS OPFENHEIM,
Author of "The Matter Mummer," "A
Prinec of Rtiweri." "Mmttrtmu
Mr. Sahtn," "Anna tlit
Adventures," Etc.
CopyrlBht. 1006, 1900, by LUtlc, nrown,
and Company.
(Continued from Pago Three.)
one was hold enough, however, to
make a second effort. Necessity nt
times gives birth to n swift cnpuclty.
Fresh from her simple country life,
Phyllis found herself still able with ef
fortless serenity to confound the most
hnrdened boulevnrder who paused to n
ogle her. Tier eyes and lip expressed
with ease the most convene lug and ab
solute Indifference to their approaches.
A man may sometimes bravo anger;
INl'. urln ' ' from bpuiiid whlih
his lust v..s teni nrarlly at least blind
to all hat passed. A curious disturb
.ii'fo seemed to have passed Into his
blood, lie felt his eyes brighten and
his breath come a little quicker as he
unconsciously cre.iled In his Imagina
tion the living presentment of the girl
whose picture he was still holding.
Tall she was and slim, with a soft,
while throat and long, graceful neck,
eyes rather darker than her complex
ion warranted, a little narrow, but
bright as stars, a mouth with the di
vine lines of humor and understand
litf. It was only a picture, but n real
ization of the living Image seemed to
be creeping In upon him. He made
the excuse of seeking a better light
and moved across to a distant lamp,
lie bent over the picture, but It was
not the picture which life saw. He saw j
the girl herself, and even with the half
formed thought he saw her expression
change. Ho saw her eyes lit with sor-1
row and appeal. lie saw her arms
outstretched toward him. Ho seemed
even to hear her soft cry.
lie knew then what his answer
would be to his friend's prayer. Ho
thought no more of the excuses which
he had been building In his mind, of all
the practical suggestions which he had
lie rarely has courage to combat Indlf-j been prepared to make. Common senso
fernnce. So I'hyllls held her own and i
waited.
And at last the handkerchief fell.
Phyllis felt her own heart almost stop
beating as she gazed down the room.
A man of medium height, dark, Immac
ulately dressed, distinguished, was
slowly approaching her, exchanging
greetings on every side. His languid
eyes fell upon Phyllis. Those who had
watched her previously saw then a
change. The cold Indifference had
vanished' from her face. She ieancd
forward as though anxious to attract
his attention. She succeeded easily
enough.
lie was almost opposite her table,
and her half smile seemed to leave him
lr.t little choice. He touched the back
of the chair which fronted hers and
took off his hat.
"Mademoiselle permits?" he asked
softly.
"Hut certainly," she answered, "It la
you for whom I have been waiting."
"Mademoiselle Hatters me," he inur
mired, more than a little astonished.
"Not In the least," she answered. "I
have)eeu waiting to ask you what has
become of my brother, Guy Poynton."
He drew out the chair and seated
himself. Ills eyes never left her face.
"Mademoiselle," he murmured, "this
13 most extraordinary!"
She noticed then that his hands were
trembling.
died away within him. The matter of
fact man of thirty was ready to tread
In the foot:; tops of his great predeces
sor and play the modern knight errant
with all the whole hearledness ofI)oi
Quixote himself. He fancied himself
the hall, lie waH (ryTng fo fancy her
as she must have appeared to this man '
who dwelt alone walking down tho
meadow In the evening.
"No," ho repeated softly, "I don't un
derstand myself. You've known mo
for a long lime, Andrew. You wouldn't
write me down as altogether a senti
mental ass, would you?"
"I should not, George. I should nev
er oven use the word 'sentimental' In
connection with you."
Duncombe turned and faced him
square'. He laid his hands upon his
friend's shoulders.
"Old mnn," he said, "here's the truth:
So far as a man can be said lo have
lost his heart without rhyme or rea
son, I've lost mine to the girl of that
picture."
Andrew drew a quick breath.
"Hubblsh, George I" he exclaimed.
"Why, you never saw her. You don't
know her."
"It Is quite true," Duncombe an
swered, "and yet I have seen her pic
ture." His friend lnughed queorly.
"You, George buncombe, In love with
a picture! Stony hearted George we
used to call you. I can't believe It. I
can't take you seriously. It's all rot,
you know, Isn't It? It must be rot."
"It sounds like It," Duncombe an
swered quietly. "Put It this way, If
you like: 1 have seen a picture of the
woman whom If ever 1 meet I most
surely shall love. What there is that
speaks to mo front that picture I do
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ciiapti:h v.
AM asking a great deal of you-,
tioorge! 1 know it. Hut you
see how helpless 1 am. And
read tho letter read it for
yourself." v
lie passed Phyllis' letter across the
small round dlu'aig table. Ills guest
took It and read It carefully through.
"How old Is tho young ludy'r"bo
asked.
"Twenty-three."
"And the boy?"
"Twenty-one."
"Orphans, I think you said?"
"Orphans and rolatlouless."
"Well off?"
"Moderately."
Duncombe leaned back In his chair
and sipped his port thoughtfully.
"It Is n: extraordinary situation !" ho
remnrked.
"Extraordinary Indeed,", his friend
assented. "Hut so far as I am con
cerned you can see how I am tlxed.
I am older than either of them, but I
have always been their nearest neigh
bor and their most intimate friend. If
ever they havo needed advice they
have come to mo for It. If ever I have
needed a day's shooting for myself or
a friend I have gone to them. This
continental tour of theirs we discuss
ed and planned out mouths before
hand. If my misfortune had not come
on Just when It did I should havo gone
with them, and even up to tho last wo
hoped that I might havo been able to
have gone to Paris with rhyllls."
Duncombe nodded.
"Tell me about tho boy," he said.
His host shrugged his shoulders.
"You know what they're like nt that
ago," he remarked. "Ho was nt Har
row, but he shied at college, and thero
was no one to Insist upou his going.
The pair of them had only a Arm of
lawyers for guardians,. He's just a
good looklug, clean minded, high spir
ited young fellow, full of beans and
needing tho bit every now and then.
But, of course, he's no different from
tho run of young fellows of his ago,
and If an adventure came his way I
suppose he'd seo It through."
"And the girl?"
Andrew Pelham rose from his seat.
"I will show you her photograph," ho
said.
lie passed Into an Inner room divid
ed from the dining room by curtains.
In a moment or two ho reappeared.
"Hero it Js," he said and laid a pic
ture upon tho table.
Now, Duneoinbo wart a young mnn
who prided himself a little on being
unimpressionable. Ho took up tho
picture with a certain tolerant interest
and examined It at flrst without any
special feeling, yet In a moment or two
ho felt himself grateful for those greajt
abandoned cricket matches nnd neg
lected house parties. A linger f fire
had been laid upon his somewhat tor
pid tlesli and blood.
"Well?" Andrew asked.
Duncombe returned to tho table and
laid the picture down with a'rcluctanco
which he could scarcely conceal.
"Very nice photograph," he remark
ed. "Taken locally?"
"I took It myself," Andrew answered.
"I used to be rather great nt that sort
of thing before before my eyes went
dicky."
Duncombe resumed his seat. Ho
helped himself to another glass of
wine.
"I presume." ho said, "from the fact
that you call yourself their nearest
frlenJ that the young lady Is not en
gaged?" "No," Andrew answered slowly, "she
Is not engaged."
Something a little different in his
voice caught his friend's attention.
Duncombe eyed him keenly, lie was
conscious of a sense of apprehension.
Ho leaned over the table.
"Do you mean, Andrew" ho asked
hoarsely. "Do you mean"
"Yes, I mean that," his friend an
swered quietly. "Nice sort of fool,
aren't I? I'm twelve years older than
she Is, I'm only moderately well off
and less than moderately good looking;
but, after all, I'm only human, and I'vo
seen her grow up from a fresh, charm
ing child Into one of God's wonderful
women. Kven a gardener, you know,
George, loves the roses he has planted
nnd watched over. I've taught her a
little and helped her a little, and I'vo
watched her cross tho borderland."
"Does she know?"
Andrew shook his head doubtfully.
"I think," he said, "that she was be
ginning to guess. Three mouths ngo
I should have spoken, but my trouble
came. I didn't mean to tell you this,
but perhaps It Is as well that you
should know. You can understand
now what I am suffering. To think of
her there alone almost maddens me."
Duncombe rose suddenly from his
scat. ,
"Come out Into tho garden, Andrew,"
he said. "1 feel stilled here."
Ills host rose and took Duucombe's
picture which points beyond. You see,
I have talked like this in an attempt
to be honest. You have told me that j
you care for her. Therefore I have told j
you these strange things. Now do you
wish me to go to Paris? Por If you
say yes I shall surely go."
Ajinln Andrew laughed, and this tlmo
his mirth sounded more natural.
"Let me see," lie said. "We drank
Pontet Canet for dinner. You refused
liqueurs, but I think you drank two
glassc3 of port. George, what has
come over you? What has stirred
your slow moving bloodlo fancies llko
these? Hah! Wo are playing with
one another. Listen! For the sake of
our friendship, George, I beg you to
grant me this great favor go to Paris
tomorrow and help Phyllis!"
"You mean It?"
"God knows I do. If over I took you
seriously, George If over I feared to
lose the woman I love well, I should
be a coward to rob her of help when
she needs It so greatly for my own
sake. He her friend, George, and mine.
For the rest the fates must provide!"
"The fates!" Duncombe answered.
"Aye, It seems to mo that they havo
been busy about my head tonight! It
Is settled then. I will go!"
to be continued.
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arm. They passed out through tho
French window on to the gravel path
which circled the cedar shaded lawn.
A shower had fallen barely an hour
since, and tho air was full of a fresh,
delicate fragrance. Birds were sing
ing In the dripping trees; blackbirds
were busy hi tho grass. Tho perfutuo
from tho wet lllnc shrubs was a very
drenm of sweetuess. Androw pointed
across a park which sloped down to tho
garden boundary.
"Up thero among tho elm trees,
George," he said, "can you see a gleam
of white? That is the hall, just to tho
left of the rookery."
Duncombe nodded.
"Yes," ho said, "I can see it."
"Guy and sho walked down so often
after dinner," he said quietly. "I havo
stood hero and watched them. Some
times she came alone. What a long
time ago that seems."
Duucombe's grip upon his arm tight
ened.
"Andrew," ho said, "I can't go!"
There was a short silence. Andrew
stood quite still. All around them was
the soft weeping of dripping shrubs.
An odorous whiff from the walled roso
garden tloatcd down tho air.
"I'm sorry, George! It's a lot to nsk
you, I know."
"It Isn't that!" ' .
Andrew turned his bend toward his
friend. The tone puzzled him.
"I don't understand."
"No wonder, old fellow! I don't un
derstand myself."
Thero wns another short silence. An
drow stood with his sightless eyes turn
ed upon his friend, aud Duncombe was
looking. un through, tho elni trcesto
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Father James Hayes of Liverpool
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mer's Chicago conference of govern
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Presbyterian church that has been in
tesslon In Allegheny, Pa., closed after
deciding to hold tho next synod in
Philadelphia.
The nppcal of Count Bonl do Castel
lane against the decision of tho court,
Nov. 14 last, granting a divorce to his
wlfo, was again postp6ned at Paris.
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Tho Baltimore and Ohio railroad an
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