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«21! 'fl ‘quu- - v ......9 line Percy," he said, and, releasing her. bowed with the deep reverence or a subject before his queen. “Go-xi! Good!” cried the others. Sir John strode for comfort over be- am» Sir Henry. The blind man came back to light. He stood in the midst of them all. smil- In-g slightly and holding the bandage In one hand. May Percy was beside him. The others stood about, but than two seemed in some way to be at to themselves, apart from the rest.“ The girl looked at her captor with a sort of troubled archness. Something it was or the same look she had worn 'hen he made her dance the minuet. ‘1: last she spoke, and the tone was ambled. uncertain, questioning. “I tried, yet I could not escape you. 3 have got past all our gallants easily. I don‘t understand.” Then evidently the dancing master Vary“: himself. He bent toward her. user, earnest to explain. .“Mademoiselle but slipped a little. ally 21ml fortune caught her. Mistress My is handicapped always. for no .ln can stay long away.” The glance that flashed about the arc-1e showed amazement then. Sir Henry Percy, already black as might. grew ponderous in his rage. We. come, children.” he bellowed. man, "Did. gum, catchit Ethel Courtlei .dnld‘. Didn't YO‘ ”For my part! rumptn. “1 be mm." Dubarre still ' A an bandaga'ln his hand and smiling m a sort of puzzled, quizzlcal won- derâ€"as it were, laughing at himself. «ll: Henry Percy_l_:_roke tpe spell. ‘ -_._I.naln "L ”.1 _--_, , Wont,” with maf'ked emphasis .Q the title. “looms strangely at home a“ the tune of blind man's butt.” it: John followed the lead. “Certainly he displays rare excel- hnce One might Imagine he had play- d diligently at It from childhood, with fie French army perhaps.” :Dmn-e looked up. “No, no, mes~ rmbarre string ‘\ LI Zened. m With mm aging a reply- ” center fol m was a t :Dmfie looked up. “No, no, mes- 'm” he laughed. “not there. The apex-or reverses the game. His en- me- are blindfold." 1n: Henry Percy and Sir John walked can: with much dignity, but without fivtng a reply. Dubarre resumed his ‘nuflng. flow a big oak. the captain of the fie center foreground of the lawn. m was a bench on the dark side of the tree. and the path through the garden to the castle ran past it on the ML and on the left continued to the woodland lodge. where the dancing Queer lived, a quarter of a mile away. The birthday feast was to be set on the lawn near this “captain” tree, and ogre. leaning against the bench, Pierre tad left his heart. Mistress Percy, starting toward the house after the sewer for her hair, then returned to the lawn to superintend the placing of as babies for the birthday feast. Comâ€" El! along the path. she stepped from behind the big tree almost to overrun Dubai-re. Both started. ’ “You here?" she exclaimed. The man drew back. “I am in ”maladies way?" “No. oh. no,” she protested. ‘Hademoisene is disturbed; unwell mans.” There was insistence In his «it you. sit" nurthoflrstflmesinc03th¢71lfllm‘t -girlhadtlgeuppermnd. PAGE TWO. gie Viaced him. 1“ “m Vbélieve she slipped 0“ ammnnztohism'n‘m" luuuvâ€"v-__ She drew up coldly. “Which means. '0! course. they all know. We Engllsh girls are perhaps more backward. We learn more of housewifery, less of jun- ketlngs and furbelows." i After that there was silence until . Pierre appeared. mL _ J‘nnlnn with happiness. “Ah. 'nademolselle. like 10 bon men. ,ou gwe pan: that great Joy may zon- "Monsieur!" That was all, nu: me smile, still there. spoke velumes. g » “It was your birthday. I thought the lesson forgot." fie cried it eager ly as a defense. “Monsieur!" Reproachfully this time she said it. "But how I shall atone!" “The minuet." “With Pierre and his harp." the man broke in delightedly. He ran iv: the path and called over toward the lodge, “Pierre! Pierre!" then came back to the girl beside the tree. “Have you taughtumany ladies of France the mlnuet. monsieur‘?" she asked as they waited for Pierre. “I fear that none can now be taught. mademoiselle." ' “A minuet, Pierre." The dancmg master spoke in his most professional tone. The music began. and they took positions. As their hands met in the dance: “And does the houseâ€" Oh. what do you call it?” asked Dubarre. “Housewifery?” prompted the girl. “Yes, that's it. Does that give the grand air. mademoiselle?" he question- ed, most innocently. “Does flattery come within your prov- ince, M. Dubarre?" she answered. “ ’Twas brave of you." “Even a poor dancing master can be brave for the truth, mademolselle.” There was no reply for that.- “You said your countrywomen do not care for the minuet. Why is it?" she asked after a pause. His face lighted. “Because. their hearts pump warm blood, mademoi- selle. not freezing water that boils only from anger. For such. the minuet. but for women of heart, the dance." “The dance?" She stopped and look- ed the question. “One we English would like? ~What is the dance?“ The time, the scene, the maid had all combined to make the Frenchman reck- less. The poetry or his French nature ‘ was uppermost. -‘ .LL:__ I... "ao ukryy.â€"â€"'--. “It is a world's music throbbing in one‘s feetâ€"this dance! Ah. mademoi- selle, to a man"â€" He paused. “Yes, to a man"â€" she repeated slowly. “It is sometimes to carry heaven in his arms until his very heart sings in its joy." “Carry heaven in his arms, mon- sieur?" “I mean tr Would you val overwhelming. To her cheel flush that (ad eyes that look of sweet yet arcn sur' render. “You are the dancing master. monsieur." “Pierre, :1 valse!" he cried. Then Dubarre stepped close and put his “Av u-... __ _ “With all respect. mademoiselle." She yielded. and they began waltz- ing slowly. Now Dubarre spoke. “One, two, threeâ€"one, two, three. Ah. mademoi- selle, 'tis the poetry of life clothed in the joy of motion. Can you not feel. for thus ’galnst each other hearts talk. throb to throb?" “ I ,4 A- Over beside the tree Pi show signs of uneasiness. May Percy's head was bent down. Her breast moved with deep breaths. a dawning pink had stolen to her cheeks. Dubarre looked at her. “Pardon, mademoiselle. I was wrong. 'Tls far more beautiful when the warmth of an English heart melts the mask of ice from of! the face." He half whispered the words. - Pierre coughed sudden warning. The man continued eagerly. “Then. then, mademoiselle"~ Again Pierre coughed aloud. Du- barre glanced that way. The harplst, with his head. was making violent signs of disapproval. The hands of the dancing master tell. He stepped back suddenly and bowed. When he spoke it was in quite altered fdnes and very sad; tvuvv v.â€" “But, mademoiselle. I forgot. There is another dance, quite another danceâ€" the dance of the sword, where men choose honor for a partner and go Luv uuuyv . _ choose honor for a partner and go down to meet death at the end. And that. mademoiselle, ls the grandest dance of all." They stood apart, looking at each other. In his face she watched strug gllng resolution gain hard mastery. while he saw but blushing wonder and the questioning softness of her eyes. And as they stood thus there floated and girl standing there suenc. luv-ms r , , - ,at each other. They dropped again (lying. A lieutenant who tried to stop “And now to the nuuu on mm from tho cloud world of one romance the manger tell wounded. In the young doves. Thar health. friends. ' morning the ‘OIcaped English prboner’ their llama” he cried. It wu’dmnk '0 (one. 80 were the headquarter. standing. and when they sat down the girl's face as she turned to“!!! 91m” '11:. contain finished with a Clptaln Thorncflflé remained on his them ! mNotnhloheu-era.‘ “Imam ‘ ' U , “Amoeba! AWS! Horrible! “1 er .wlth the W” be: +Gould mm: in done? The: was an mom's-mg. whoxcnptur- an...n._.um mznmIMm finm‘twumtuMh They stooa aparh, mu-.-” .. ___, ‘ 7.. other. In his face she watched strug- ‘ A gentle “ah” of sympathy for the gling resolution gain hard mastery. disinheflted daughter of the long ago while he saw but blushing wonder and ran from girl to 811'] about the table. the questioning softness of her eyes. “Then was no heir. The place came And as they stood thus there floated to our branch," continued Sir nm_ over from the hat? the 811' 01' an old “I believe her eon is called Percy. I French love song. I sons of parting. heard she died thread. and rumor aye But louder from the direction of the the boy was taught by Englishmen." house came the hearty v0ice 0‘ Sir I “They did their work well,” spoke Henry Percy. calling: “May! Oh. May!” up Captain Thornclifle. “A: I began to ' tell you, we were after Sonlt cloee. " CHAPTER V. One night a man, claiming to be en el- u AI: on. Mayr; caped English prisoner. Joined the Again the his voice of Sir ranks. He wore a henvy English beard Henry Percy bowled across and looked the Englishman. Also, be ' the lawn. Thenoieeofit unmodmformnflonotswtendied shattered the nir of the French love 09 “fl! mshttnll. At daybreak there brokeinmdeiyontheman mlmofnhrmaetirettheont- end andgirlsundingtheresuenclooking‘m Inthecnmpthreeeentinelewere 1t end: other. my W 1M: Mint. Alieuteunt whotriedtoltop Immthedeudworuotfinemmnee~ the mam..un wounded. In the mmmmam.mm Mum‘wwm 99, about her. all respeci cheeks there came the quick Lt faded quick again in her t look of sweet yet arch sur- “Yon are the dancing master, the valse. mademoiselle. valse?" His eagerness was Pierre." The dancing in his most professional sic began. and they took m ‘ m of parting. from the direction of the the hearty voice of Sir mum: “May! on. my!” the tree Pierre began to was all. but the bent down. on the man IlLry 01 um Llent. lwm’wu post. In the cam: has much. the stranger tel m m; morning m ‘0.“ mad tron V“ to"- 8° V :medtowud mm” '1‘. u; mung-am One of the m about Dubarre's “Will ze kind lady help Ids pol: Frenchman?" “What can- I do?" asked May Percy nble. “My name, Jacques Fourney. My cousin, Jean.” Then be indicated by signs that Jean was deaf and dumb. “We run from ze la belle France. from L“- -- m- II» nâ€"_ ze leetle Corsican. He hate us. We look for comrades. les bons comrades. who came before. We meet. zen we be so hapDY. but”â€"as he noted the tables which the servants had begun to spread for the feastâ€""so hungry." May Percy’s mind was already made up. “Father. no person shall go hun- gry from here on my birthday." she cried. “These men must staygeut and rest tonight. Tomorrow youm‘ili give them a little money to help them on their way to find their comradesfl Then Dubarre spoke. "Mademoiselle, may not all the bog- gar Frenchmen be together-j? 1 will gladly share my room with my com- patriots." , r‘___.... A“ Innl’- At the words Jacques Fouruey loun- ed quickly at the speaker. For :1 mo went their eyes met. Then Fourney’s glance fell. "The very Hem-y Percy. thing!" exclaimed Sir ‘ ' A‘I dvAnnGhar " "Yes. a $000 echoed Sir John. “nutâ€"u u" v v__, Mistress Percy turned to Dubarre. “Certainly. monsieur. lt‘ it gives you pleasure.” she said. And so the mat- ter was settled. As Dubarre led the newcomers off toward the house Cap taln Thorucliffe was coming to the lawn. At sight of the smaller French- man the.soldier checked suddenly. look- ed in puzzled fashion. then came on. evidently wondering. The little French- man ducked his head and hurried aft- er Dubarre. The tables had been set. the feast brought on, and the guests came troop- ing back. May l‘e‘rcy. from her post at the head of the table. seated them. “On my left. captain; Ethel. next to him: next to Ethel. James; and you. Alice. on my father's right.” Then she motioned for Sir John to sit at her own right hand. “Dorothyâ€"Sir Henryâ€"â€" Elizabeth." A-L I‘Aâ€"A fin mum: Ur l u. "I'm sorry the bishop is not here to ask the blessing." quotb Sir Henry. “You should have brought him. Sir Harvey.” 7.) n -n ‘50-. u ‘4 . “His grace s gout prevented." swered Sir Harvey Johnston. "but hopes to be over in a day or two." Now all were in place, and the fe AL L_h uupca IV luv v- -_ , V Now all were in place, and the feast began. Seated on the bench behind the big tree, a dozen feet away and almost out of sight, Pierre. at the harp. made music for the diners. Dubarre had gone to show the strangers his room. Such feasts were not for rene- gade dancing teachers. ,. . .. , AALI- nnnnfif“ gur. Gradually. at the table, a; rendered, and there came when tongues were loosed host and hostess. Captain had been descanting on the might of the Percys. I’.‘_-â€" A Percy i” he exclaimed as a climax. “Indeed?” asked Sir John Wilmer- ding, with interest. “And he is the worst devil in the army.” added the enthusiastic captain. “Sedition! Sedition!" went the laugh- ing cry about the table, and Sir Henry came quickly with explanations for his family. “Vbe' even Percy I” he excl “Hé Is my cousin" very much after the would have admitted. at leprosy." UL Icy: Va; . But Thorncllfle was honest in his admiration. “Indeed, you should be proud of the connection, sir," he said. while May Percy clapped her hands. saying: “.Good captain, good!" “Tell us, is he handsome? Let us know all about him. What has he done?” came the Irregular fire of clues; tions from the rest. “Well.” said the captain meditative- ly, “for one thing he stole General Wellington's papers." ‘ ‘7 7 ‘- Aâ€"lfl AJ‘ CW1 uo. “Aye, and one of the boldest," laugh- ed the soldier. “When we started from Lisbon we were warned of this French Percy, who might pass any- where tor English." Interested in what promised to be e good story, none noticed Dubarro. who. coming along the path from his lodge. quietly took his seat on the bench be- side Pierre and began to listen. John. Sir Henry nnswered. “His mother was my cousin. 88th Percy.” “Daughter of Cousin John." ndded May Percy. Her father nodded. “He didnherlted her when she ran sway with the VI- comte de St. Crolx. We never saw her H stranger . Iv- -v __- traitor I: this Percy?" asked 811' thief!" bam's'51é and» general ap- seemed to, think it was time y. at the table. appetites sur- and there came that time ues were loosed in praise of iostess. Captain Thorncliffe \Mnnnflnc on the virtues and newcohIerB. ‘ Jacques Fouruey look- r"" It was tho horrified planâ€"all together." n." The squire spoke the same fashion as ted. “My brother died French have a wanderer'l instantly THE WATCHMAN-WARDSR be halt a‘ day agalnet a regiment. altered t0 fight any officer in the English army with other: for the amusement of the two hosts and the English headquar- ten spew aethe prize." “D any one. accept?" asked May Percy eagerly. AL -n-â€" an A”. “And sure of his DIOWeus. We...“ James Bate. The captain's reputation for reckleu bravery was too well rounded to mind It. ' ..- #__ n... lieutenant." Then Mistress Courtleigh's eyes went very big. “He be'at you. captain?" she exclaimed. * -- --,__-_An “Easily. I had called to me me outpost not to shoot. because I w: to take the daring fellow alive. ,_I-J “any WV __ self. ‘Thanks, mousieur.’ he cried, ‘ac- 1 cent your life and a small wound from j me.’ Then he cut me down, jumped on my horse and rode away amid a storm of bullets. calling back to oil. 'Vive l’empereur!’ Naturally I feel in his debt." ‘~ “Audacious scoundrel!" roared Sir Henry. then added. "But his granddad, old Jack Percy, over again.” “But is my cousin handsome?" ques- tioned May Percy. “They say so. without his beard." “And married?" she persisted. The captain laughed again. “So, and he despises women. They adore him.” “Well, for my part." sneered James Bate, “I don't admire renegades.” “Nor I like spies." simpered Sir Harvey Johnston. Sir John Wilmerding had become a bit excited. “Nor 1. either!" he cried. t‘The low thief!" Then he added viciously, “I'd love to have him at my sword‘s point. this French Percy.” At that Gaston Dubarre and Pierre. seated on the bench behind the tree, looked at each other. “A shallow strutter, Pierre." said the dancing mas- ter. And between two touches on the harp strings his man nodded a smiling “Suicide?" quesfloned u Over at the table May Percy and Ethel Courtleigh were talking low. “I‘d like to meet my cousin." said Mistress Percy. Captaln Thorncllde. still chuckling to hlmselt over Sir John Wilmerdlng'l last speech. heard her. â€" - n‘, A_‘_‘ “You may yet. young lady." he cried ‘ “’Tis said to be French Percy's boast that some day he will come to Eng- i land and stop at his mother’s home. They say he promised her to do it.” Sir Henry Percy rose quickly then. "Tush. Tush !" he exclaimed irritahly. “Enough of this. We should be merry. not discuss French dogs. for to me this is an eSpecinl time of joy.” “To be sure. to be sure." cried Thorn- cliffe, eager to make amends. “for isn‘t it the seventeenth birthday of one of the fairest maids in all England?" “Right. captain. but my joy goes deeper. This is not only my daughter‘s birthday. but today sees my fondest hopes well on the road to be realir ." Sir John Wilmerding glanced at May Percy. then smiled a quick smile of joyful anticipation. At her father's words the girl's eyes flashed fierce re beliion; then. as she looked at him standing there so happy, became as quick miserably resigned. With may todonic playfulness Sir Henry contin- "NatuRUYI" he laughed. “It's a pretty secret, and It Is my pleasure. friends and neighbors, to tell you of.lt, but ‘can you guess this little roman ?" He paused. Abou the table were sly wlnks and laughs and gestures toward Mistres- Percy and Sir John. A dozen feet away and partly screened behlnd a tree a man stood at stralned attention. watch- lng a girl's face and listening for every Again Sir Henry took up his speech. “It all goes back to the time when Sir Elmer Wilmerding and I were young men, friends. clout than brothers. And in those days we planned a romance. He had a son. young John Wilmerding. and I a daughter." Now at the tree Pierre stopped play- ing and rose quickly to lay a sympa- thetic hand upon his comrade'a shoul- der. That comrade paid no attentionâ€" only with his eyes he sought that other pair of eyes. equally miserable. and watched. answering line for line em mm of pain on a girl’s white face. And the gay uttering about the table was the laughing accompaniment for breaking hearts. The squire was now in a hurry to finish. dlnz grow, and, whether s paying boy. syouthorsmsn. hehuheldmyre- spect. and today I an very happy.” here was deep silence swan; the guests. the silence of stifled expects- floxi. Beside the tree Dubsrre bent tor- He Joppod, burning over all. Now .1118 out the “bmvos” 'and the lively m of communion. Over by the on: tree a nun turned bitterly aide. ward, eager, intent. tearful. 1 pm uniting the certnln death antenna. ”It is with grout jarâ€"Bl: Hen :13 sentence. At the table. her stained smile Innk- ng mock or her own miserable eyes. a girl at waiting (or the hum of con- gntulation to simmer dawn. Slr Hen- qnlsedhhghu. --- ‘ AL--- nbunco the betrothal of my (hunter. Mistral May Percy. to Sir Jdm Wil- ‘n mwered Thorncllfle. ,v_, w.. he laid. Th;- prisoner had got called to the men on secret, and it Is health of then Wilmerdln3~ ontheoe dau- wanted GINO :Bffifio’in‘t‘iwu‘t «And I will 16¢"? wisdom andâ€"4| they have done on this occasion." ‘ ' " "-m m Jnmes Bate they have done on this acct-Ion.” The captain gave place to J was But. amld cheers 1nd laughter. “Upon my worth 1 ought to a: something." he began. “I kpow Iouzht -1 ought. but L‘ cannot tnlnk at It. w. should nll be glad. I dare say-don‘t you thlnk we should allâ€"that 13. you and Iâ€"all of us"â€" “A hnudsome pair. eh. James?" m- IL _.A gesteu w 51qu ' -â€"thlt Is. not”__ He clam m. mt. 811' i bow ed sided. lunatic, Jv. v..-_ _-_ _ “Whoa love. as that snow. pure and nndeflled. rests high, secure on tho mountain other trust; *“Whoee whole self is God's exprel' ston of perfect Joy t9 mm u-vâ€" vâ€" 57' “To her, then, whom, seeing, man must say, ‘I have followed marsh lights. but now the evening star; henceforth I follow no more marsh lights.’ " He paused a moment. then added. with deepest loving reverence: “To Mistress Percy. God bless her!" He drank and, as in the queen's tosst. snapped o! the stem of his gins. Then he stood looking down silently at the pieces in his hand. And in his taco could be rend plainly what the broken glass meant to him. With an undermuttered oath. Sir John started up from his seat. Mistress Percy laid a restrsinlng hand on his AA. AL- - v-" -â€"-v arm. and he sat down again. At the foot of the table Sir Henry Percy sprang to his feet. “Have done! 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