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THE WAYNESVILLE MOUNTAINEER J'y MASON have never see anything like them. It would almost seem aa though Dame Nature had gone to Bruges and copied the lace work." "A pretty thought," laughed Ian, hia eyes busy with the transparent luster of her complexion. "What do you say to a drive out. along the Varosliget and, later perhaps, a cocktail at the Schloss? I have my car below." The frank and unaffected eager CHAPTER XI t firay." announced an footman in a dark blue fC. threw back curtained TJr which opened from a IfsfthttoP of flit of : roeted stairs. ''ffir and with an ad counterfeited air of expect- 4!.i..m. Iran sauntered into Mnm that was a mas- auYwa- - .... .j t: . . 1 0f well reswa" ness wn wnicn ljouia accepiea ine airy gesture that delighted Ian, At the far end 01 me room suggestion puzzeied him. Such was "He is un beau garcon a good seemed rather liKe some mend's i hut love jamais!" "that life is very difficult. It seems always my fate to meet a lovely woman only to find that another has a prior claim!" From under her very long lashes she smiled almost demurely at him, then said with a little shrug: "And just what makes you think that someone has a 'prior claim' (as you so tactlully put it) on me!' "Leonard, for instance." un, Lieonarai" She made an . . . -1 mat airt.inor ton vvaiu". . Hth a biacx pi Vs 4i.,,0.htL dainty, clean and " in li smart afternoon gown of pale bow to that sunbeam of a girl to advance with a L entrancing smile upon lips firav. L naa iercu m j snameiesBiy learning ms eyes on , had an air of gentle enthu that seemed wholly convinc- How incredible was that this lovely creature had driven ...J Holt to the edge ol the L What a perfect actress she ho bent over his hostess's l Ian felt her eyes upon him, jching and penetrating as a sur- probe. 1B Oeugnteu, iuuwiiuiosu htess, that you wuuiu on me," he declared gauanuy. mtted that you lelt Baron Satimar's dinner so early." faint frown crept over Lolita Waldeck's cameo-like features. Helas I I did not wish to go I did not feel well last night," kdded with an enchanting little It to her mouth. Apparently she ed nothing said concerning tne a of Colonel Sobeloff. en she said, "I have heard so ill concerning you irom mon- Holt such a thoughtful, jrt young man. I am nan ex- led he would accompany you afternoon." hard would be here were that ith, Ian said lightly, "I know ionard would be here were that ible. Unfortunately Mr. King ped him off to Paris this morn- on a moment's notice. We poor lerlings have a dog's lif e of it" e was quite at a loss to account the sharpness of her reaction to glib lie. Loh ta von Waldeck lened as though a pin had jab ber and into her blue eyes pd a sudden gleam of fear that I wiftly followed by a curiously jrildered expression. You are sure?" murmured Lo ''This is very sudden he he is to dine here tonight." Ian sensed a suspicion. He won ted feverishly whether he had younger sister who has been notic ed for the first time by some hand. some classmate. He wondered whether di Valasto and the others had experienced the same reaction. With a perfection that would have commanded the respect of a master actor, he played his part, lintrerine as he helped her into a have a good memory, Mon- short jacket of gray chincilla and T IojJ 4tfkTfA th&t VOU kamalnaaln faQ(ifinn Via Anna An i;raV, L M - " , p lisillv.Vwfltl jo.iuk tlio vjvo vu it not take my invitation sen- her, as flushed with pleasure, she pinned the orcnias to ner sienaer waist.. ' "Voila," she cried gaily, and now we are ready. I won't bother calling in Cousin lErnst he is busy with some papers." Some papers, Ian suspected they were the first part of Treaty X-2! In Ian's long-hooded gray two seater they whirled out along the broad, chestnut-shaded Vaczi Korut and drew the frank admiration of brilliantly uniformed officers can tering along the bridle paths to either side of the road. "Look! What a smart car euch a handsome couple!" Giggling nurse maids on the benches along that broad avenue pointed out the couple to their soldier swains, As a warm breeze fluttered the brim of his gray felt hat, Ian sigh ed too bad he couldn't merely enjoy the fragrant perfection of the spring afternoon and drive on and on watching how the breeze stirred the two or three ash-blonde curls that had escaped below Lolita Von Waldeck's wide brimmed leghorn hat. "It is wonderful only to be alive on such a day," she smiled and Ian hated her for those words. Poor Leonard was but half-alive! As the words left her lips a little flicker of wind twitched the hand kerchief from her lap and deposit ed on the floor of the tonneau. Too late, Ian noticed it, for the girl had already bent forward and was ex tending an arm to retrieve the rest less bit of lace. With her motion the lace sleeve fell apart to reveal on the soft white flesh just below the shoulder an angry red mark, He had barely time to recover from his surprise when she smiled up at him apparently she had not noticed that amazing expose. "I beg your pardon, I didn't see the handkerchief until you'd gotten n wholly convincing. Nothing ; it. It was careless of me. Id be more fatal than to arouse ' "Really Monsieur this car al ipkions at this stage of the most sings; its motor is so low and pie. J smooth." Such a disappointment." . "Oh it's a good bus," replied Ian Yes." the girl's naturally rich absently. ice gounded verv troubled. "I am : What the devil did that mark 1st terribly disappointed it is meant It was new beyond a doubt, fange he did not even tele-! still it probably didn't mean a thing I nrobablv a careless maid acci- pe terror was broken by the 'dentally touched a hot curling iron ttman who reappeared bearing k's corsage. He presented it with pule bow to her who stood by the Mow lookine at her caller with jweet, if thoughtful, regard. un ravissante! How perfectly huisite!" she cried and he noticed ft she had sense enough not to ii at the feathery Cataselum hids, but turend them round and pd in the sunlight, admiring Et ivory hued beauty with athless little cries of delight. hey are perfectly magnificent! I )e Quick To Treat Bronchitis fchronic brnnrhffta man rinvolnrt If cough, chest cold, or acute bron cos is not treated and you cannot ora to take a chance with any medi ae less potent than Greomulsion Boes right to the seat of the "UDle tp help loosen and expel germ en phlegm and aid nature to we and heal raw, tender, inflamed Vi'al mucous membranes, greomulsion blends beechwood fe by special process with other iLr? medicines for coughs, f contains no narcotics. " matter how many medicines 7?ve teU your druggist to ESS a bottle ot Creomulsion with lH?destandln y nwst like the iWni,uilT alla7s toe cough, per &Jlrest and sleP. or you are to "e your money hnrlr against the arm. Then again but they were roaring up the winding gravel drive at the "Schloss" before he got the matter well tnougni out. She said, "Oh, let's not sit up there on the terrace if we are to exnound nhilosophy. There are too many neonle and besides, I hate crowds. Down beside the old moat there are some tables. Josef!" She beckoned the maitre dTiotel. Apparently that unctuous indi vidual knew exactly what was wanted, for he bowed, washed his hands with invisible water and led off. The girl followed a step behind and a vastly perplexed Ian Gray tugged along a little behind her, CHAPTER XII r Onrp thev were seated in a little bower, undoubtedly designed for assignations which called for dis cretion if not for seclusion, Ian ordered cocktails, then settled back in a cane easy chair, quite uncon that his ruereed bronzed fea tures were flatteringly outlined against the tenderly green spring f Alias's behind his head, He wasted no time in launching his carefully prepared gambit, and so summoned a frown. &ne com mented UDon it with flattering promptness. "Whv o serious. Monsieur? I wan thinking." he observed, 111 Beneath the table, Ian's hands locked themselves together. Then it was true and for all her amazing deception, she was indeed the ex pert heart-breaker that rumor had pictured her. Disgust filled him. So she had not even the excuse of love for precipitating the tragedy of Leonard. "But Leonard was is mad about you are you sure the devotion is all on his side?" "Yes," she said, definitely. "It is not that I am ungrateful. Leonard has been very good to me. I I like Leonard but it was very rude of him to go away without saying anything." "He couldn't. Mr. King sent him off without warning." "Poor boy he was so eager for bur partie a deux tonight." Her eyes suddenly sought his, engaged and dazzled them as she said: "But I do not love Leonard; he is too young, too uninformed. You," there j came a sudden richness in tnat mel low voice, "you are so much older, I am sure you have lived a full life.";. " Obeying an inexplicable impulse, Ian shamelessley deserted his chair to sit on the love-seat beside her. Through the open door of the bow er he could see weeping willows bending over the ancient moat be yond. In it a big white swan was cruising slowly along, looking this way and that with bright yellow rimmed eyes the only spectator. Exhilarated by the proximity of the graceful beauty beside him, Ian found it alarmingly easy to launch into a subtle courtship that was at once so breathless and so headlong that Lolita Von Waldeck's pale cheeks commenced to glow with color. He had loved her, he declar ed, from the first moment he had seen her surrounded by admirers in Baron von Satzmar's salon. . . . He knew she would refuse to be lieve that such a sudden affection could be genuine. But it was. Was she moved? Certainly, she seemed not ill-pleased. He was afraid that his very headlong man ner would be taken as unconvinc ing; yet for some reason she ap peared glad, very eager, to credit the genuiness of his admiration. To it all Lolita listened, prettily un certain, her great eyes fixed on his, with a provocative intent expres sion.' " "You you make love prettily," she murmured. "You almost sound as though you meant it," "I do," declared Ian with an earnestness that surprised him. i Half wistful, half gay, Lolita von Waldeck suddenly lifted her cock tail glass, and looking into the earnest brown face of her vis-a-vis said: "Bien. Time is short, I I leave for Romania very soon. To- , morrow, perhaps. So, cher ami, let us make the most of that time that is permitted to us, for I I like you, 1 Ian. I like you very much!" To Ian it sounded, strangely enough, as though she meant her words, as though there was more she yearned to say, but could not. "You see, Ian, I love bravery, strength and quick wit," she was saying, her voice so low he could barely hear it. "Last night when you dealt with that wretched Sobeloff do you know ? You reminded me of a preur chevalier. It was superb how you carried off that dreadful affair. Your quiet courage it it did something to me. I thought of that all night I am shameless to admit it, no?" "No. ; You are charming What a queer, mad affair this was. yuite suddenly, ne came to the realization that he was very seriously intrigued by' Lolita von Waldeck. Here was a certain sim plicity and innate charm that defied analysis. She was, indeed, a mod ern Circe to enchant and bemuse all men. Then to his amazed hor ror he suddenly realized that he wanted this strange girl and want ed her with all his heart and soul! Panic-stricken at the enormity of the emotion, he summoned all his will power to fight off this in credible thing. Could it be that ne, Ian Knowles Gray, was falling in love with the girl who was re sponsible for his best friend"s im pending disgrace, for his attempt at suicide? Even while he strug gled within himself the scent of the Orchidees Noires remained tan talizingly faint in his nostrils, and her calm, deep blue eyes asked questions of his innermost being. Will power achieved a faint and, he feared a temporary victory when he flagellated his mind with the thought of the impending disasters. Leonard Holt might have been such a fool, but he, Ian Gray, would never throw away an old and hon ored name for any Woman. It was his job to save the victims of her duplicity,"not to yield to it himself. She was speaking. Gazing on the water and hand gracefully lax in her lap. "I don't know why it is, mon ami, but ever since we met at the Aus- tran Minister's dinner, I I have felt happy strangely happy and yet, at the same time, afraid of something." Ian felt a little panic-stricken. He had thought he must act but, all at once, it was only too easy to sound convincing. Some impulse, unrecognizable but powerful as a flood tide, was carrying him on, winging b'w mad courtship with a fluent earnestness. It is queer, Lolita," he continued in bewildered tones, "but I, also, felt that our meeting was some thing more than a simple rencontre. I used to wonder why Leonard talked so much about you. But now " With a sense of despair he saw his whole carefully planned cam paign swept away. All the world mattered nothing Lolita dominat ed everything, he could see neither before nor beyond her; she filled the universe. He knew only he had fallen in love and that he wanted Lolita Waldeck. It was useless to remind himself of di Valasto, the attache at Bucharest, Ilya and Leonard. What of them ? Straws, unimportant straws!!! Handsome ruddy features lit with intensity, Ian leaned forward, his voice softly hoarse as he spoke, and though she made a quick spas modic gesture of negation said: "Lolita, dear, there's no pse beat ing around the bush, I want you. It's come on me all of a sudden. You mustn't think I am insulting you that I should have taken more time. Things like this are timeless are they not? ' There was now a misty tender li'frtit in fho ilonllli nf T.nlitjl VnTI J Waldeck's eys, he realized, and re joiced. Yes, all the rest of the world was out of focus except that lovely face so near his own. His blood was racing like a mill stream. He seized her hand. "No, Ian, no," she whispered, red lips suddenly aquiver. She drew back on the seat, almost frightened it seemed. "You must not, for your own good, you must not As abruptly as though she had twitched herself and a sudden ter ror darted into her eyes like a fu gitive into an alley, then was gone. Then that inscrutable smile reappeared on her lips as she said: "Ian, mon ami, there is no reason why we should not become the clos est of friends. You are coming to. night to Kerrepesl Ut I will ar- range that we have the apartment to ourselves. My cousin will go to some stuffy old relations over in Buda " I Furious at himself, Ian vainly sought to suppress a tide of exulta tion that awept him as a wave roars over a nau-tide rocK. ah at once he had caught the warm fragrance of her body in his arms. With a breathless little sigh she yielded the scarlet provocation of her mouth. Then suddenly she broke away, stood up, breast heaving as though torn by conflicting emotions. "No," she murmured. "This is the end. Go away, Ian leave me I ben you for your own sake " Utterly taken aback, Ian beheld that the slender, beautifully gown. ed form was shaking with silent but racking sobs. He stood up and took her by the hand. "Sit down, my dear," said he gently. "There are many things I don't understand" Try as he would, Ian could not fathom that sudden volte face. For example why had she stammered forth that sudden warning against herself? Why? Was it a clever play for credulity? He suspected so As they sat there silent, uncer tainly gazing at each other, and handsome as two young divinities, swan came gliding up, its snake like snowy neck gracefully undu lating as it probed the pebbled bottom for food. "Voila!" Smiling wanly, Lolita tossed the great shiplike bird a bit of bread, then settled back on the seat, chin resting on breast. Aa the fire of a forge flares when the bellows beneath it is pressed, so the heat of Ian's strange love grew into a consuming fire. In spite of all in spite of the cold reasoning of his brain, he' loved her above life itself. He knew it Strange that love should happen so sudden ly, so unhappily. He slowly raised his eyes and, found she was looking at him steadily with a curious al most wistful, tenderness. She said: "Several times, Ian I for for reasons, have said to men I love you." I I lied. Is it not irony that now, when I really mean those words you do not, m your heart, believe me?" Her lips formed a stiff little smile that was like a tiny wound in her pale features when he Vehemently shook his head. "Oh. no." she sighed, dropping troubled eyes to the swan. "You have been suspicious of me from the first You are only here be cause you are fine. You are afraid for Leonard's little financee." There was infinite pathos in her tone, a patient resignation to fate It State nas at the felwood. livid- that somehow b "It ia strange, without looking up commune with hev ' this particular mon have fallen in love. A things would have beet We sould have had s petty courtship. But sprang to her feet and her big "now" I must g. of Olushka and Feodor " Olushka? Feodor? Ian'a i him that they were Russian i. He started she had almost fc the door, her small slippered crunching the clean, white gti I under foot The swan raised a dk I Dine head and cocked a hopeful ell Suddenly he had caught her. bed her back in a fiercely, tender em-k brace and, with earth and sky reel- ing about, pressed kiss alter kiss upon the exotic frangrance oi ner mouth. At first she lay passive, eyes closed and body lax, then she met his kisses with a nunger mat was somehow pathetic. "I think we'd better stay a little long, LoliU," he said quietly. She looked at him. 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