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He â€"stood and gazed after herâ€"held' her in view until she had gone‘from his 2 eightâ€"and then gazed upon the vac-T ant spgce she had last occupied. He' stood hke one upon whom a thunder- ’ At this her hot indignation burst forth in a flame. Th3 flame envelop- ed her cheeks and shot forth from her eyes. “Fool! Idiot! Let me pass!" And she strode by him. pushing him from her path as she went, and was soon gone from his sight, "No! No! Ten thousand timesâ€"no! \Vere there not another man than Your- self living I could not love you f" “Ah. you prevaricate. You do not answer my question. Do you love another?" was several seconds before he could speak. At length he said. struggh ing with all his might, t ') h)ld.' in check the hot wrath that posessed him: “I have the other part of the question to ask. “'1“ you tell me: Is it love for another that prevents your loving me?" __ -v â€" --....v. LBJ‘V to you a word;I never gave you a sign; nor did I ever give token of a thought that should lead gou tothink I loved you. or that I cared for your love. And now hear ihlri I am young; I love life; the world is good and beautiful in my eyes; while death and the grave are cold. chilling, ter- rible to think. of. yet. sooner than marry youâ€"sooner than stand lefore God's holy altar and give my solemn promise that I would love. honor and obey you while life should en- dureâ€"sooner than do that. I would lay me down and choose the eternal re- poze of the grave! Does that answer you!" “Print'e~tsl" with a gasp for breath " “the question I have to ask may to in two part4. The first I know you will answer; but for the love of mercy and justice! for the love of heaven! I beg of you answer it calmly and rationally. anl no: in anger. Dear, dear Plinxe sf May I h p -â€"3ver hope â€"mty I take. to my heart a :i'tglé ray of hope that you will. at some time, give me your love, and with it. your hand? Oh. if you could know; if youâ€"â€"" “Stop! stop!" She raised herself to her extremest height: she looked at him proudly and di~dainfully. and her voice had the ring of power and purpose and of truth. “Guiseppe Denaro! I never SDJkP, twani<h me from your presence untll you have answered me a questlon- After all that has happened, after all that has been told meâ€"after the months â€"aye. the yearsâ€"of warm, devoted love I have given youâ€"and, after the smiles you have in return Lestowed upon me. you can not refuse me the simple boon I crave. I have the right. to demand itâ€"that you answer me the question I have to ask." “Count Denaro, I am but a weak woman. and I can not put you by force from my presence. If you will not leave me at my- bidding,Iwill leave you." “No! No! Not yet, Princess!" And he threw himself in her way so .that she could not pass him without lsrush- ing her robe against the thorns of the thiskly growing rose-bushes. “You must answer me! You shall!" "\Vell. signor," she said, as he stood before her, fairly quaking with the depth and strength of his emotions. ‘.‘Nu. no. Princess!" the count CI‘ied. ran ing his cla.<peJ haul toward her and faking a. - step forward. “Do not “By heavens. Princess, you have al- ready driven me mad !" “Aye. you must have been, or you would not have intruded here. Counot, will you leave me! This intrusion is a»; unseemly , and unkind as it is unpleasant to me." “Hush! Oh, hush! You will drive me mad!" The princess had paused in her walk. and these words had found utterance in a waking ecstasy, as though a long train of patient thought had thus culminated. She had spoken. and a divine fervor shone in her golden eyes and lighted up her beautiful face. Her gaze had rested upon a pure white rose. and she had put forth her hand to pluvk it when a quick. nervous footfall arrested her attention and she iurned to see who had intruded upon er. “Count I)enaro!” Of all men living that she knew she would rather have seen any other at that moment than the man who now stood before her. She was startled, but not frightened; nor did she for the moment, lose her strong self-con- trol. She was deeply indignant at the unwarranted intrusion, and the 100K of scorn and Contempt. she cast upon the intruder would have caused any other man who knew her to shrink and cower. But this man could not see-â€" could not understand. His mingled passions of love and jealousy had made him irlind; uni the finding of himself now in the prewnce of the object of hi [Missions made him well~nigh insane. “Dear Princess! Oh, if you knew how i love you! If you could know the 110[Nb and strength and power of my affection! If you could know what I have suffered. how my heart is rack- ed. andâ€"" CHAPTER XI. (Continued) “Oh! my love! my love! Though the whole world should combine its mlght and power against us it shall not PM us asunder. lam thine and thgu aft mine. In a foreign clime we wall find a new hum: anzl will make new friends; and there our love shall be our lifeâ€"our life our love and joy anal madness!" Ic'o‘, ”G “V'Unv UV \- va-â€"-v-vâ€"â€"â€" _ ;situation, and then he began to re- Though lflect. It eould hardly be called reason, 1., its; ‘Poor gu-ll By San Marco! She's hallnot ;aS mad '33 m'td can be. That man “1 than has utterly bewitched her. lf she'd we will iUOt been mad she never could have :9, new gtzglkell like thatâ€"and to me! Oh, the ‘11 l,e:"1“1“{13 What spell has he wrought. joyan-J (Certzunly he has cast a baleful spell upon her. To thinkâ€"0h. 10 ”Ink how .~ “m”. 'gqu anzl kind she has always been to 3. ecnoea the marquis, in 1 upon the mind of his companion the impression that had in ;a measure, of not entirely, possessed it. T‘And the effect has been this. And let me say to you. in this connection, ‘ that one of the most marked. a: well . phases of insanitv :;2 .k-‘ :_ â€" '- - - “Conn t, you wordâ€"never!” present instance." u ' ‘ i 'Lmod heavens! Guiseppe. the (dear ‘girl must have been subjected to some .‘demon spell. Did you ever mark Zan- goni’s eyes and the strange look of this face? You \‘Klll'ill'l’. say that my i'hrozher was a man easily swayed by ‘ihe :u‘ts of a magician; but it is evi- ‘dent enough to me that sum 3 thing has (om) to pass. If everaman was under the influence of an evil eyeâ€"of 'a very demon incarnaieâ€" Antonio .is in that. crndition at the present Itime. Or he was so last night. Do you fsupposeâ€"can .you Imagineâ€"that he would have answered us as he did if he had been in his right mind? Did you five" lei-011‘ know him to deliberately III-SUM: one of his best. frionrln- m“: .. â€"â€" â€"-v-J -v- :her‘e-lf or for the painter?" l l "(5.01 heaven! Steffzino I can not- itell you. She. was raving. She talked labour death and the grave; about her; llm'e at life and her dread of fdying;’ 3an\l she 19:1“ she'd sooner die than; .marry me! But. mark you, it; was not; lwhat the said. poor thing! She was? 'not responsible. It was the manner: .in which she saiditâ€"the look she gave: line. I tell you. it, was terrible! It’ fwax‘ perfectly awful! She glared like! !a Iigress. Her eyes fairly blazed' {hot flames of fire." l -Vâ€" â€"â€"\l princess. ect upon -â€"“us much him that of the The spell has hadthe same eff them both." Joy beamed in ihe dark countenance of the Marquis, and his eyes glowed triumphantly. 'l‘he game was his own. He had only to fan the flame already kindle"! iobring his purpose toa. finish. "Have I n0i always known it would be so ?" he said, laying his hand upon the other's shoullei‘, with a. tou:h of syll'ipilthy intone an'l manner. “Count, I feel for you. Aye! it is you who are most deepzy wronged. AS [or the prince<s the duke can save her, and she will very soon {01‘ng this Wilmin- sané infzitua ion. No! I told old Maide- lon the painter was ;bewitching her young mistress. But. tell me, how did she meet you? What did she say for hPl‘wt‘if or for the, minmr’e" The count cost a. quick. searching glance around. then caught the ma!- quis by the arm and answered anh .3111 intensity ot emotion that shook him from top to toe. _ “I did not come to seek you, MIL I am I glad I have found you.. I couldn't sleep so I started out into the open air. I was passing the Ill-F16 garden yonder, when 1 saw 3116131111" cess walking there. I went in and spoke with her.” .. "Spoke with her? What; sh: alone? “Yes, alone.” ' “Well. what. did she say?" "o'teffano :_h-._- is mail! this crazy! 'l'hut double-dyed villain has unseated her reason.” “Guiseppe! In -1he namefif all that is wonderful, what brmgs 5'01}, henr‘g? \Vere you in search of me? He bent his gaze once more in the direction which the princess had taken When she left: him, then, with the name of the painter on his lips :n conneciion with a muttered curre he turned toward the way by which he had gained the garden and rapidly re- traced his steps. He had entered the wing of the palace. through which he was obliged to pass in order to reach the street. when, in a small hall of the quarters occuDied by the ducal guard. he came face to face with the man of whom he was at the moment thinkingâ€"Mearquis Steffano. never. be awoke to a realization of the me. No :ister could have been more fond of a brother than she has been of me. and it would have grown to love if it had not ’been for the in- terference of this demon! Aye, he is a demon !â€"â€"a very imp of darkness and mischief! Think of the look of her eyes when she spoke to me! My soul! If ever woman was insane, she was fin- sane then! And heâ€"heâ€"has made her so! “Now! Now! ' he ground out. between his clenched teeth, “I know what to do. It would be a sin to leave such a man alive. I will stand in his way; and he shall fight me. Ha! and he shall find that it is not Steffano Farn- ese who holds the sword of vengeance! Oh let me but meet him! 1 must find the marquis. I must have his countenance. He will stand by me. I know. He had read the man aright from the first. I feared his influence; but I dirl not know he was what he ,1 never truer ed the pi‘incgg opinion of his arrival. Had ; mg~how he had lain in wait for her. and caught her at the very moment she . was thanking her stars that she had ‘escaped him. She meant to be truthâ€" 'ful, though one or two things She .would have kept back had she been ' permitted. She had told of the telling of the story of the old ducal family by . the princess, being very particular to tell of her arknowledgment of her own part therein; and she had also told “,how angry the marquis had been be- ‘cause th:l story of his life had been 5 ‘ ' stranger. Then Zanom gasked her- . “Do I understand that the marquis j went away under the impression that .- you were present with us during the whole of the time occupied by the ' story 2" i “No. signm But, indeed, I couldn’t help it. He drove me into a corner, and I had to tell him." “Ne‘rer {Hind T man Ilnr'nrn+nn.l LA--- - _- -“-55n' Lug cap an'l try to call to mind just; what was said. and how it was said.5 Was the marquis partlcular to know‘ what I szud with regard to the story, . “Madelon.” after a p seconds. “I have one : and I want you to put ing cap an’l try to cal "Never mind. I can understand how you were situated. He learned, I sup- pose, how long the princess had been engaged in the narrative before you joined us ’4’” “Yes, Signor, he did." “And I have no doubt," the artist went on. calling a light smile to his face, though it cost him a bitter ef- fort to do it. “th-it he possessed him- self of th.‘ knowlelge, or belief, that no work was done on the picture yes- terday T’ “Ah, Signor, he pretended that he knew it, but he didn’t. I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of telling him.” She Sank into the? great easy chair he had put out for hzr, and regained heyflbreat_h. At length she answered; 5 Good Madelon,’ he) said, when he had led the “:13 into the painting-room and had closed the door, “you come from you mistress?” He had spoken thus, and was still gazing on the picture, when a slight. brilliant tinkle of a small ball in a far corner told him that. the. outer door opened. an'l a little later coma a slow, nervous rapplng on the door at the studio. He went to answer the de- mand, anl was not :1. littlosurprised upon beholding 1h» aged face of Ma- delon, and she alone. My soul! what :1 1111111 11; ms [alien on me! I must paint; it while it is disâ€" tinct in my min:.l If I do not put it he 11‘». I “i '1 make another subject. Ah! I c-ould give it to th,» blessed mother of our Saviour. Oh, if Murillo could h'we had that face I” “It is strange, very strange," heI said to himself, after he had gazed; upon his work for a few minutes, “how ; the two faces run together. \Vith the .' slightest difference in the worldâ€"with . only a. few shadows where now are strong lights; with a shade of the div- ; ine maternity where. now is virgin:le youth. With this I have the other face. I My soul! what :1 hold it has taken on buCLl Lu. canxuah, uu; rt------ had entered his studio, anzl was bus- ily engaged in arranging matters for the work of the day. His boy had been and swept the floors. and performed the menial duties of his office and had been dismissed to the lower floor, where were his quarters. ‘I 0 __,_‘ v- \a “u“- _-_ A:t vleiigth a); artist wvent to his easvl threw the screen from the, canvas thereon. and stood lmfore it. “I know it is true. every part of me. 1 over. lmust go home breakfast; and then?" COD 1 August 25, You in 'had told you that she thought he look- it i ed older than Steffano Farnese ought ne ’ to 4001!." I “And how did he receive that in- m . formation 7" “I thought it kind of startled him. 1 me At least it appears so." ct‘ “Did he ask. or did you tell him, n. 3 what I had thought of his looks ?" - 1| “Ah!” cried the old lady. complete- )3! 1y lost in her muddle of recollection. l “I think, after all, it was your opin- at 3 ion he was eager to know about. He id ' asked me. in a bantering way. if the 3-, painter didn't think he looked too 33 . young to be the true brother. and up- ‘7‘“ 4knunl‘4- for the l'l‘lm! Slmulcl lu‘ Enforced on Board the 1 0mm" Liners. i It is time now that the insurance companies, which are the only power recognized by the steamship companies. i should make a law that they will not insure vessels on which three drills. to be specified, do not take place at least twice a month. These are fire drill, collision drill and “abandon ship" drill. On well governed lines these drillsâ€"or the first and third at any irateâ€"are practiced, though none 100 10ften. Frequent practice of these ; drills results in every man's being per- ifectly familiar with his station and gduties, so that in the hour when the " drill becomes a real performance he is cool and collected. Furthermore, he :knows that a correct performance of fthe duty allotted to him will insure {his own safety, and hence he will not gfeel under the necessity of making a gwild fight for his life. These facts {are well known in the naval service? and men are kept familiar with the duties of these drills. It must be quite . evident to every one that there was, no system for abandoning ship on the Bourgogne, or at any rate a very im-' perfect one. ' ° it seems, are the only authorities to deal with such matters. They work for civilized systems at sea all the time. They compel ship owners to employ masters and mates who have passed certain examinations and been form- ally licensed. They compel ship own- ers to submit their vessels to inspection of hull and boiler. They compel ship? the. insurance rates. which insure their own “Surely, Signor, that ought to non- tent you. At all events I pray to hea- ven, an'] the blessed virgin, that the sweet princess may not have to suffer." “Amen !” devoutly responded the painter. Then he added. prayerfully. “You will hear a blessing to the prin- cess from me; anld: 'you will tell her that I shall be very anxious till loan hear from her again i" __ Madelon could only shake her head. She knew nothing more. But the princess had promised that she would come again, and she hmd hidden him not to fear.‘ “I believe, Signor." she added,“that the princess was made to believe that you were dead, or that something dreadful h'ld happened to you, and her fainting give th: duke to know that she lovod you. But she knoWs {III about it now. The duke himself must have told her that you were not hurt at all. That is all. Signor." “Madelon!” Zanoni said. after she had arisenâ€"his voice quivered. and he was as pale as death. “Do you say the duke knows that Princess Isabel loves me ?" “Yes, Signor. I am sure of it", “Do you knowâ€"have you any ideaâ€" what he has said to her on the subject?" "'Uâ€"" Finally. upon being questioned more closely. the duenna confessed that be- fore leaving the palace she had seen and questioned the page. Filippo, from whom she had learned that a cruel trial: had been played upon the prim-es; by th= Marquis Steffano; anl. she thought. Count D‘Tl'U‘O hid lent his aid to it. She did not Know what it was; but its result had b‘en that the duke had been greatly shocked. and the princess herself h'ul fainted. .- vâ€"w_-â€" "But this morning. Signor. 1 could see that something had happened. She had certainly been crying during the night." ”be CCU- ' “Do you know if the duke has been told all this i" “I do not. signor." “Have you any idea of what has transpired beyond what you have told me ?" She told him of the duke's party of the previous evening; how she had re- tired before her mistress came up to her chamber. _ "a UV W Vuv 'â€" gluthat I told himw'no. 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