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— ^ ' V ' THEOHAELOTnilSWs^ MAY 16. i9ll Piil Of THE 4 • GASTON‘LEMUxf ^ Aijthoi' o^ -The Mysrery / Th« Yellow Room CTt / C*pyHght. t»ii, Th« Bobb^Merrill C«mpMy iaPTER XII.—(Continued.) Apollo’s Lyre. aw the keyboard of tn or* ftilrd one whole side of the •he desk was a music-book !i roil notes. I asked leave ■ 1; :infl read, ‘Don Juan Trl- •Vt's.' he said, ‘I compose I began that work twenty When I have finished, I It away with me in that i I'.over wake up again.’ ‘You it as seldom as you can,’ t>I)lleil. *I sometimes work teon days and nights to- 1'.;; which I live on music ( II I rost for years at a \(iu |tlay me something out .Ilian Triumphant?’ I ask- ploase him; ‘You must that.’ ho said, In gloomy V V ''I*' when I turned away my head and begged foi mercy, he drew It to him, brutally, twisting his dead Angers into my hair.” Enough!” cried Raoul, him. In Heaven’s name, Christine, tell me where the dining room on the lake is! I must kill him!” "Oh, be quiet, Raoul, if * you want to know!” “Yes, I want to know how and why you want back; J must know! . . . But, in any case, I will kill him!” “Oh, Raoul, listen, listen! . . . He dragged me by my hair and then . . . and then ... Oh, It Is too horrible!-” “Well, what? Out with it!” exclaim ed Raoul fiercely. “Out with it!” ex claimed Raoul fiercely. “Out with it quick!” " ’ “Then he hissed at me. »nn we rerurnca ^ tcai it uil I noticed that i other! Come! Come in the whole I insist! Your hands! Give , ... e,.v, ^ ^ ^ *Ah, I \' ill plav yon Mozart, if j ^^^Snten you, do I? . . . I > dare .ic'h will only make you * • • Perhaps you think that t ni> Don .Tuan. Christine,' ^ another mask, eh, and that this pnrt yot he is not struck by fire ! ’ •, * head is a r „v n ‘ Tlirreupon we returned ! " 611,’ he roared, ‘tear It off .\;ii2iooni. nn mirror _ I was going to remark hands!’ And he seized my iMit Krlk had already sat 15®°°^ and dug them into his awful I. piano. He said. ‘You see, I *®sh with my nails, tliero Is some music thatj-^®^? terrible dead flesh with my nalU! . . , ‘Know,’ he shouted, w'hile his throat trobbed and panted like a furnace, ‘know that I am built up of death from head to foot and that It Is a corpse that loves you and adores you and will never, never leave you! . . . Look. I am not laugh ing now, I am crying, crying for you, Christine, who have torn off my mask and who ^erefore can never leave me again! . . .As long as you thought no tlriie'^to think about the ! have come !;i; !;e put into his words. W« i know ^you^would have come o I'pcan the duet in Othello and ' >!(> that It consumes all those ,ii'h it. Fortunately, you . -me to that music yet, for : i losip all your pretty color- nohody would know you when nod to Paris. Let us sing ic from the Opera, Christine H*' poke these last words as 1. wore flinging an insult at ' (liil yon do^ I' ;' catastrophe w^as upon us. i lemona with a despair, a ter- . 1 had never displayed be- or him. his voice thundered : vonsefnl soul at every note. !y, hatred, burst out in harrowing cries. Erik’s I'. K made me think of the of the Moor of Venice, "hello himself. Suddenly, 1 li to see beneath the mask, n'- = :o know the face of the f and. with a moevment which I *: ly unable to control, sw’iftly tore away the mask. Oh, - !i*'rror. horror!” •ine stoi)jied. at the thougl^t t \- ion that had scared her, while f >1; , 3 of the night, which had V ! rhc name of Erik, now4hrice 1. riie cry: , ■ r ■ : . . . Horror! V. 1 nd Christine, clasping each t ■ ol;. raised their eyes to the In shone in a clear and peace- Raoul said: , Cl'rlstine, that this calm, tionld be so full of plain- One would think that 'Wing with us.” 'A i l' you know the secret, Raoul, r like mine, will be full of -i ins.” • '' ^ Raoul’s protecting hands in with a long shiver, contln- '*■?. 'f I lived to be a hundred, I I nhvays hear the superhuman iiriof and rage which he utter- "hen the terrible sight appeared ^-iure n,y eyes. . . .Raoul, you t «-^n death’s heads, when they h;.’.#' !)o» n dried and withered by the fi '-'vu i* s. and. perhaps. If you were t ' victim of a nightmare, j'ou f; - death’s head at PerrOs. And • "M saw Red Death stalking a ' the last masked ball. But B ■ death’s heads were motion- ’*7 ■ ' their dumb horror w'as not ■' “ I’ut lmas;ine, if you can. Red - n.a.-k suddenly cr/iing to life I' ” -0 express, with the four ''c of its eyes, its nose, and h, the extreme an;?er. the back . . . but, now that you know my hideousness, you would run away for good. .~ . So I shall keep you here! . . . Why did you want to see me? Oh, mad Christine, who want ed to see me! . . . When my own father never saw me and when my mother, so as not to see me, made me a present of my first mask!’ “Hte had let me go at last and was dragging himself aoout on the floor, uttering terrible sobs. And then he crawled away like a snake, went into his room, closed the door and left me alone to my reflections. Present I heard the sound of the organ; and then I began to understand Erik’s con temptuous phrase w'hen he spoke about Opera music. What I now heard was utterly different from what I had heard up to then. His Don Juan Triumphant ({pr I had not a doubt but that he had rushed to his master piece to forget the horror of the mo ment) seemed to me at first one long, awful, magnificent sob. But, little by little, it expressed every emotion, ev ery suffering of which mankind is ca pable. It intoxicated me; and I open ed the door that i^eparated us. Erik rose, as I entered, but dared not turn in my direction. ‘Erik,’ I cried, ‘show me your face without fear! I swear that yoii are the most unhappy and sublime of men; and, if ever again I shiver when I look at you, It will be because I am thinking of the splendor of your genius! ’ Then Erik turned round, ^fo^ he believed me, and I also had faith In myself. He fell at my feet, with words of love . . . with words of love in his dead mouth . . . and the music had ceased. . . He kissed the hem of my dress and did not see that I closed my eyes. “What more can I tell you, dear? You now know the tragedy. It w'ent on for a fortnight—a fortnight during which I lied to him. My lies were as hideous as the monster who inspired them; but they were the price of my liberty. I burned his mask; and I managed so well that, even when he was not singing, he tried to catch my eye, like a dog sitting by Its master. He was my faithful slave and paid me endless little attentions. Gradually, f'lry of a d^mon; and not a,i gave him such confidence, that he from the sockets, for, as J ventured to take me walking on the 1 later, yon can not see his banks, of the lake and to row me in f?: oxcept in the dark, bark against the wall and 'i;' to me, grinding his teeth. he face of the voice! You n ■: oiitent to hear me eh? You ' i to know what I looked like! ;>i women are so inquisitive! you satisfied?' I’m a good- • f^llow, eh? . . . When a '• ' - seen me. as yoti have, she ■ me. She loves me for ever, ind of Don .luan, you know!’ (innving himself up to his full ^ ' iiii his hand on his hip, wag- Tb hideous thing that was his his shoulders, he roared k me: I am Don Juan trium- aiii fh the boat on its leaden waters; toward the end of my captivity he let me out through the gates'that closed the ' Ml npon my knees, he hissed underground passages in the Rue i;r! ent words and curses at scrlbe. Here a carriage awaited us lins: over me, he cried, I and took us to the Bois. The night ' i want to see! See! Feast j when we met you was nearly fatal to l it yonr soni on my cursed I me, for he is terribly jealous of you i-ook at Krik’s face! Now and I had to tell him that you were soon going away. . Then, at last, after a fortnight of the horrible cap tivity, during which I was filled with pity, enthusiasm, despair and horror by turns, he believed me when I said, ‘I will come back!’” “And you went back, Christine,” groaned Raoul. ' “Yes, dear, and I must tell you that It was not his frightful threats ^hen setting me free that helped me to keep my word, but the harrowing sob which he gave f-n the threshold of the tomb. . . . That sob attached me to the unfortuhate man more than I my self suspected when saying good-by to him. Poor Erik! Poor Erik! “Christine,” said Raoul, rising, “you tell me that you love me; but you had recovered your liberty hardly a few hours before you returned to Erik! Remember the masked ball!” “Yes; and do you remember those hours which I passed with you, Roaul ... to the great danger of both of us?” “I doubted your love for me, during those hours.” “Do you doubt It still, Raoul? . . . Then know that each of my visits to Erik Increased my horror of him; for each of those visits, Instead of calming him, as I hoped, made him mad with love! . . . . And I am so frighten ed, so frightened! . . "You are frightened . . . bUt do you love me? If Erik were good-look ing, would you love me, Christine?” She rose in her turn, put her two trembling arms round the young man’s neck and said: “Oh, my betrothed of a day. If I did not love you, I/Would not give you my lips! Take them, for the first time and the last.” ^ He kissed her Ups; but the night that surrounded them was rent asun der, they fled as at the approach of a storm and their eyes, filled with dread of Erik, showed them, before they dis appear^, high up above them, an Im- menes night-bird that stared at. them Graceful And Attrac tive Women If yon are thin and want to be 1*1'; if you have wrinkles In your hat you are not proud of, if your ■ ■ sallow or subject to pimples iJ! 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Trap-Door Raoul and Christine ran, eager to escape from the roof and the blazing ej'es that showed only in the dark; and they did not stop before they came to the eighth floor on the way down. There was no performance at the Opera that night and the passages were empty. Suddenly, a queer-looking form stood before them and blocked the road: “No, not this way!” And the form pointed to another passage by which they were to reach the wings. Raoul wanted to stop and ask for an explanation. But the form, 'which wore a sort of long-coat and a pointed cap, said: “Quick! Go away quickly!” Christine was already dragging! Roaul, compelling him to start run ning again. “But who is he? Who Is that man?” he asked. Christine replied: “It’s the Persian.” “What^i he doing here?” “Nobody knows. He is klways in the Opera.” “You are making me run away, for the first time in my life. If we really saw Erik, what I ought to have done was to nail him to Apollo’s lyre, just as we nail the owls to the walls of our Breton farms; and there would have been no more question of him.” “My dear Raoul, you would “first have had to climb up to Apollo’s lyre: that is no easy matter.” “The blazing eyes were there!” “Oh, you are getting like me now, seeing’ him everywhere! What I took for blazing eyes W’ere probably a cou ple of stars shining through the strings of the lyre.” And Christine went down another floor, with Raoul following her. “As you have quite made up your mind to go, Christine, I assure you it would be better to go at once. Why wait for tomorrow? He may have heard us tonight.” “No, no, he is working, I tell you, at his Don Juan Triumphant and not thinking of us.” “You’re so sure o' that you keep looking behind you!” “Come to my dressing-room.” “Hadn’t we better meet outside the Opera?” “Never, till we go away for good! It would bring us bad luck, if I did not keep my word. I promised him to see you only here.” “It’s a good thinfi' for me that he allowed you even that. Do you know,” said Raoul bitterly, “that it was very plucky of you to let us play at b^ ing engaged?” “Why, jhy dear, he knows all about U! He said, ‘I trust you, Christine. M. de Chagny Is in love with you and is going abroard. Before he goes, I want him to be as happy as I am.’ Are people so unhappy when they love?” *‘Yes, Christine, when they l^e and ^re not sure of being loved. They came to Christine’s dressing- room. *‘Why do jpvL think that you are sa fer in this room than on the sti^e?” asked RaouL “You heard him though the wall here, therefore be can cer tainly hear us.” “No. He gave me his word not to be behind the walls of my dressing- room again and I believe Erik’s word. This room and my bedroom oa Uie lake are for me, exclusively, and not to be approached by him.” “How can you have gone from this room into that dark passage, Chris tine? Suppose we try to repeat your movements; shall we?” “It is dangerous, dear, for the glass might carry me off again; and, in stead of running away, I should be obliged to go to the end of the secret passage to the lake and there call Erik.” “Would he hear you?” “Erik will hear me whenever I call him. He told me so. He is a very curious genius. You must not think, Raoul, that he is simply a man who amuses himself by living underground. He does things that no other man could do; he knows things which no body in the world knows.” “Take care, Christine, you are mak ing a ghost of him again!” “No, he is not a ghost; he Is a man of Heaven and earth, that is all.” “A man of Heaven and earth . . . that is all! A hice way to speak of him! . . . And are you still re solved to run away from him?” “Yes, tomorrow.” “Tomorrow, you will have no re- s^ve left!’ “Then, Raoul, you must run away with me in spite of myself; is that understood?” “I shall be h^re at twelve tomorrow night; I shall keep my promise, what ever happens. You say that, after list ening to the performance, he is to wait for* you in the dining-room on the lake?” “Yes.” “And hoy are you to reach him, if you don’t know how to go out’ by the gl^ss?” “Why, by going straight to the edge of the lake.” Christine opened a box, took out an enormous key and showed it to Raoul. “What’s that?” he^ asked. “The key of the gate to the un derground passage in the Rue Scribe.” “I understand, Christine. It leads straight to the lake. Give It tot me, Christine, will you?” “Never!” she said. "That would be treacherous!” Suddenly Christine ' changed color. A mortal pallor overspeard her fea tures. V “Oh heavens!” she cried. “Erik! Erik! Have pity on me!” “Hold your tongue!” said Raoul. “You told me he could hear you!” But the singer’s attitude become more and more Inexplicable. She wrung her fingers, repeating, with a distraught air: “Oh, Heaven! Oh, Heaven!” “But what is it? What Is it?” Roaul Implored. “The ring . . . the gold ring he gave me.” “Oh, so Erik gave you that ring!” “You know he did, Raoul! But what you don’t know is that, when he gave It to me, he said, 'I give you bjifck your liberty, Christine, on condition that this ring is alwaj^s on your finger. As long as you keep it, j^ou will be pro tected against all danger and Erik will remain jour friend. But woe to you if you ever part with it, for Erik will have his revenge!’ . . . My dear^ my dear, the.ring is gone! . . '. Woe to us both!” They both looked for the ring, but could not find it. Christine refused to be pacified. “It was while I gave you that kigs, up above, under Apollo’s lyre,” she said. “The ring must have slipped from my finger and dropped into the street! We can never find it. And what misfortunes are in store for us now! Oh, to run away!” “Let us run away at once,” Raoul insisted, once more. She hesitated. He thought that she was going to say yes. . . . Then her bright pupils became^immed and she said: « ^ “No! Tomorrow!” And she left him hurriedly, still wringing and rubbing her fingers, as though she hoped to bring the ring back like that. Raoul went home, greatly perturbed at all that he had heard. CONTINUED TOMORROW. Governor Kitchin Secured. ' Davidson, May 18.—Owing to 'an oversight in dates when making ar rangements for the annual com mencement address Governor Kitch in will speak on Wednesday, com mencement day, and the senior ora torical contest w^ill be moved back to Tuesday morning, the two events simply changing places. 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