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Show Mr In the Name of the Czar 1 1 By Mprp1 I -; I A youtifr man with that sharply cut I ,f mouth and. that iilr of bolnp ready for any y v emergency, which distinguishes the Brit- 'I t l.h pallor, stood by iho Rlnss doorf, look- i inf: iown the lcnsuh of the fumoir of H he HotGl Rcnti Rivapc at La Sevcric. f , r it life had comu out for tliat rare thing ji to those who servo his majesty afloat, ; three weeks' leave of absence, und ns 1 hi 'surveyed the scene before him, and listened to the chatter of men and women Jj In many and varied tongues, and then let J his eyes rovo through tho line of great , windows toward the blue lake and the pnoW-crtpped mountains, he indulged in jj tho pioua hope thai tho admirtillly would . u not try on any of Its npunl' tricks and I l bid him rejoin before his portmanteau i was well unpacked r- . J s Bobby stood there a girl came up , i sind called him by name. It was his cou- ji pin. Alice Coombes. I "That Is right," ho commented gonial f . but enthusiastically, "proper wnlklng t kir that." . "If you are ready." she answered, but-tonlilg but-tonlilg a dog-skin glove. ' All at once Bobby laid his hand on her '' prm. jj "1 say, who Is Hint"."" he demanded. ' if Mifis Coombes looked down the length ji cf the corridor. ,ji ""Whom do you mean?" she returned. J "Why." retorted Bobby, as if there v could be but one object of his inquiries'. ,j "that girl there. She walks like a queen." . Miss Coombes drew down the cornors , B of her Hps and showed no disposition to Ji answer hastily. IH ' "Vott must know her name,' Bobblo j; hurried on. ii "Vcs," answered his cousin. In a cool. j neat voice, "of course I do. She Is Mn- U demoiselle de Bardkl. Sho says she Is ' ?i RuHSlan. Do you think her so very good j looking? Lots of men do. But J am not j mire myself that she Is quite nice." JJ Bobby wheeled round and stared at his . ' Informant. He hnd come out, nominally, H V - to ptty his uncle and guardian a visit In reMliy to see Alice. There had always , ben an impression that one day he nnd H " she would marry, and Bobby, if ho bad j not given tho notion much thought, had. 2 I ln least, not combated It. Now, as he , looked down at the short, gcnerously-dc- t (' veloped figure which the walking skirl. A ' the thick boots and a hat and coat dc- '. 1 signed strictly for use dldolhing to ren- B V ; or graceful, it suddenly occurred to him ' f how differently women wore frocks. Willi: these reflections were upsetting ; the even tnor of Lieutenant Bellcw's 1 mind. Mademoiselle do Bardkl passed and nodded to Alic "Vou know her?" gasped Bobby. 4 ' Touching Alice sharply on the arm. "Iii- H 1 J troduce me. somehow," 1 , Miss Coombes went up to the tall Rus- ' I slnn girl J Iv cousin, Mr. Bellow, wants to know li vou." shfj said. "May I introduce him?" i " There was that in the tone which 1 ' seemed to Hobby to invite a refusal. He I 'I told himself that he bad not known that I , Alice's voic could be so disagreeable. I How pale nnd washed-out her blur eyes I looked before th lights and shades In I :: J' " Mademoiselle do Bardki's brown ones: I : "Ton are nn English officer?" qucs- I 4 tloncd the Hussion. I '! "A sailor." explained Booby. I "Ah, so!" murmured mademoiselle, and I , she looked at him attentively. "I think," I , j she. said, "wc shall be friends. Au revoir, I ; monsieur." I- She smiled at him as Bobby reluctantly I opened the door for her. I , '..I Two wfks out of Bobby's three had 1 bavelv elapsed when Alice Coombes I . J brought up an old man with a thln-walst- I -J oij figure, a white imperial, and a well- I- . j p.oscrved air. I " . I "Bobbv." she explained. "Monsieur do I ' : Po'lnles" knew your father. My cousin. I' l Mr. Bellow, the Chevalier de Port ales." I ! j "Vou knew my father, sir?" began I Bob; . - "1 knew Bobby Bellow of the 'l-.n- I . ei.nntresK." returned the chevalier, with I , onlv th sllshtcst accent, to distinguish I ) his ISngiish from that of a native. "He I and 1 were chums together before Sebas- I lopol. So. vou arc Bobby's son Bobby r ' the Second? "V'c will sit down and I : drink coffee" ho boiled a waiter. "Bctt- j dl'tine or cognac?" he concluded. Jj ' '! am afraid," he answered, "that 1 x ii cannot stav now. Mademoiselle do Bnnl- b'-l ft y, lias promised to let ni row her on th lake. But some other time. If I Wf.ii may. I should like to hear you talk about r u 4i my father." ". yrjj "Ah. vouth, youth!" laughed the chev- i aliT. "It is so good to "be young. So , i) -vou take mademoiselle on tho lake! A "i dMix! It Is the custom here, I know. ' V',p a cusimn owe to the invasion of sjl; vou Knglish. Well," anil the old man ! okfd (it the tall, straight figure before ! A him "T should have done t)ij same at J Vi5f our age-, and I should have selected LU'j! Mademoiselle uo Bardkl. One promen- K S,,,CP Mademoiselle de Bardkl, but r'',fH "no marries one's self with I am an old '"-r'i man. and therefore. I may be permitted .'JfJ --hul one marries one's self with Madc- 'ir.fn moiselle' Alice, shall wo say?" .a Bobby -threw up his head nnd squared 'a'p l1 shoulders. . '3il The old P'ronchman rose, slipped bis JmHI h?nd on to the sturdy arm. "My boy." be said softly. "I am an f'rfflii oli man.-and T was your father's friend." -ilrJi "Bui." stammered Bobby mollified, HJpUi in spite of himself, rwf "There"." interrupted the chevalier. "It "Bii 'p ?00 lo s-c -i'-i c"an '3C generous ifluji lo a meddling old man," iWJh -" before Bobby quite realized what was "doing, he was responding to the grasp of a- thin. bluf-eined hand. Tho lake was at its best, and that means that it was one of tho most glorious glori-ous sights of naluro In Europe, and ns Bobby contemplated tho fnco opposite him ho decided to dismiss tho chevalier's cheva-lier's words from his mind. "That," said the girl, when thoy came to r tiny Island, with a single tree rising ris-ing upon It. "that Is Byron's Island. It was there that your poet used to come and think of his beautiful vorscs," Suddenly be shipped Ills oars. "Mademoiselle." he began, and he bent toward her, "do you know that 1 love you?" The girl dropped the llllor ropes and looked at him, as if his words terrified her. "But," sho faltered. "It is your cousin. Mademoiselle Alice, with whom your parents agreed that you must marry yourself." "Who told you that?" The girl opened her lips hesitated. It shot thiough Bobby's mind that it must have been Alice herself. "No." he answered firmly, "there mar have been an Idea of that kind between her father and my mother, but we Knglish Kng-lish do, not marry to order," Again, tho dark eyes facing him looked oddly at bin), and again a word was suppressed before It oiimo to speech. "Marsha:" besought Bobby, and ho lingered lin-gered over the Russian namo as ha used it for the llrsl time, "1 lnvo you. Will you marry mo?" Mademoiselle dc Harciio s pale race grew ashy whlto, her large eyes darkened as if with pain. "Monsieur." she answered. "I did not know I did not guess. I would not give you pain." "What do you mean?" demanded Bobby, Bob-by, his upper Hp tight. "I can never bo your wife. 1 can never be anyone's wife." she answered. an-swered. It was on the morning of the fancy dress ball that the news came of a fresh attempt on the life of the Czar of Russia. Rus-sia. The story sent a thrill of dismay oven through the pleasure-loving community com-munity of Ln. Sevcric "Can nothing be done?" demanded Bobby of the chevalier. The old man looked at the boy a moment mo-ment before he answered. "You must change Russia root and branch before you can Judge men and circumstances." "It Is the czar I pity," went on Bobby. "Poor beggar! he'll pay the price, whatever what-ever may be the end of it all." "Yes." answered tb! Frenchman. "I should say that In the end It will be Nicholas 11 who will pay the price." "I am poing to get out of this tomorrow." tomor-row." said Bobby abruptly. "Tired of up?" Inquired the chevalier. "Work Is tho best thing for me." the boy answered, ns ho got up and walked off. The old man looked after him with a very understanding smile. "So," ho concluded, "she has refused him. But that will not make the English girl less jealous. And when women are jealous their wits desert them. Thoy will believe exactly what they arc told." "Ah. madomolselle." he rose nnd bowed callanlly as Alice Coombes passed by. "Will you honor an old man. mademoiselle?" mademoi-selle?" lie pulled up one of the gay basket chnirs. It was pained a pinky purple and Alice had on n red blouse, but o i.ri-Ile i.ri-Ile like that did not disturb Miss Coombes. "I wonder, mademoiselle.' ho wont on. "if there is an exception to the rulo that women cannot knep a secret ?" "What do you mean?" asked Alice again. "Mademoiselle." the old man answered with his most benevolent smile. "If you were to see a friend in peril and that friend was a man In danger of being ! Lnken in by a designing woman, would yon put out your band lo save him?" For the third time Alice Coombes asked the same question. "What do you mean?" she. cried. Then the Chevalier do Portales bent forward and told her. "Bobby!" gasped Miss Coombes. and she pushed her way through the crowd, until she could lay her hand on her cousin's arm, "I am dreadfully upset. J wonder what I ought to do." The young man looked clown at his cousin, and since she seemed to desire It. drew her out of the glitter of the ballroom ball-room into the comparative quiet of a Utile Turkish smoking room at the far end of the corridor. "What Is it?" he demanded. "I don't know whether T ought to tell vou." Alice began, "and yet " "Out with it!" muttered Bobby, for even his scant knowlcdgo of women realized real-ized that the "and yet" was merely an Intimation that enco.uragement to proceed pro-ceed was expected. "1 don't like to. Bobby." Alice faltered. "Oh. well then!" ho answered, and a movement -of his shoulders dismissed the subject. "But I think I ought; 1 am afraid T must." sho answered hastily. "Let us t go out on to the terrace where no one can hear what I say." Bobby saw that there was no help for it: he opened the door, and led the way into the cool evening air. The cousins paced the length of the concrete strip which extonded along the whole front of j the ballroom, and which was finished off with a balustrade of stuco ornamented with a whole pantheon of plaster gods 1 and goddesses. As they came to the long shadow cast bv a Minerva. Miss Combs spoko again "Bobby." site said. "I am sum you ought to know, it Is about Mademoiselle dc Bardkl. ' "What about her?" demanded tho yming man sharply. "it Is very strange," she answered. "I don't want to think 111 of people but I saw her go Into tho chevalier's room by the window. H is that one there,'' nnd she Indlcatod tho first of a lino of private apartments. "I know it because he pointed point-ed it out to me one day. I saw madem-olscllo madem-olscllo go ln there alio hnd a key lo opf n I "Yos." he answered. "Come out of this room." "She obeyed him. She turned a white, large-eyed fare to the Englishman and waited for him to speak. "Mademoiselle." began Bobby, "your absence from tho ball room has be.en remarked. re-marked. You were watched soon to go through that gate to enter that room." "Then." returned Mat-aba. as If ev-denco ev-denco and espionage wore her dally portion. por-tion. "I must go back at once" Bobby looked about him. "And abandon my cause, my country, our father, the Czar?" "Just so." The girl looked haughtily at him. "Of courne 1 refuse," sho said. "Then I fear wo must put to you to the Inconvenience of remaining hpro until tomorrow to-morrow morning." Marsha de Bardkl turned abruptly lo Miss Coombes. "Vou are English." she cried, "and vou EtmlMi love vour king and your country. .1 appeal to you. This man is not the Chevalier do Portales ho 3s Demit rl Ivanoff, a noted nihilist. The last outrage was of his planning. Ho Is about to send his accomplices back to Russia to make another attempt on the life of our ezar. If I had but found all rho details of bis plot I ahould have started at onco for St. Petersburg 1 failed. I tniHfed to ha'vo another chance, to bo inoro successful. Instead, he has lured me here, his minions are on their way to Russia, and tomorrov It may bo too late Tt is you. an Jngliah girl, who helped to lead me Into this trap. Now, wlion you know Iho truth, will you not help me Instead of him?" Alice Coombes smiled coldly. "That is very clover, mademoiselle." sho said, "but J do not bollove you. The chevalier heard you arrange last night to clopp with my cousin. But his life. that gate, and phe went in just as if U wctp a. tiling she was in the habit of doing." do-ing." Bobby Bellow turned on his cousin. "What were you doing to see all that?" he thundered. "I slipped out here lo look at the mountains, while they were dancing tho cotillion. I was standing by that figure there, so I suppose mademoiselle did no; notice mo." "I know you are mistaken." he declared. de-clared. "Mademoiselle de Bardkl may no", be In tho bnllroom. but I look hor to the lift a quarter of an hour nsjo. She had lorn her dress." This time Alice laughed outright. Bobby shut the door angrily on her ajid hurried down the terrace, lie luid a few minutes In which lo act. He cast n glance at .each plaster deity as ho passed to make sun; that no shadow concealed another an-other spectator, vaulted the iron gate, nnd walked straight up to the long window of the Chavellcr de Porlalos' room. The blind was down, but the sash was not fasteijod. Bobby pushed It back. He caught a glimpse of a woman in the act of replacing a packet or papers In a dispatch box before "Mademoiselle do Bardkl. startled by the moving aside of the blind, turned and faced him. "You." sho whispered, "vou! ' "But how?-' To tho right of thorn were mm-p iron patog. partitioning: other spaces befoi" otlior prlvnto rooms; to the lefl of thorn was the ballroom terrnre; In front of them the hnhistradc, and after It came a drop of pome Iwenty feet Into the street. "Was It a woman?" the girl askod suddenly. sud-denly. "Yep." "Then." she replied, "nil you have to ! do Is to lake her In to supper. While you ure there you must moke hor believe that you went Into the chevalier's room and found It empty. T can manage the rest. Vou will see me seated at :i lublc ncr you almost as soon as you arc there. Go now. Bobby Rollfiw stood nsrhnsi before the mingled simplicity of tin- plan and tho duplicity of the woman, whom, ovon at this moment, he It new he loved. "Yes," he said gravely, "I will do that." "So," she cried vehemently, "you will do nothing for me unless " "Unless " he echoed, and sharply he caught his breath. "you can trust mo until I can explain." ex-plain." Ho bent and kissed her hand. The following morning- Ilsa Coombes proceeded with an air of confidence to the room of Mademoiselle de nanllcl. "Mademoiselle," she began, "my cousin has sent mc to ask you if you will come on tho lake with us." The Itusslnn girl hesitated, "I was to say." Alice went on. "that lie knew you would come because of of last night." "I will come." she derided, "lie has taken the loot down the lake-and lake-and wo aro to Join him. You won't, mind tho walk." Alice answered. The two set out together, took the track through the wood and followed It until they came opposite a rarely-used laricllng-stage. It was separated from the high road by vineyards which rose on ter-J ter-J rnces. Not until she was going down , the length of planks did Marsha de Bardkl Bard-kl sec who was to row them. ' .She stopped half turned; Alice, behind hor, walked steadily forward. "Mademoiselle." apologized the Chevalier Cheva-lier de Portales. for It was he who rose tip In the boat. "I am hut a sorry substitute, substi-tute, T am afraid, but our clear friend, Monsieur Bellow, has asked me to row you out to tho island. He has been detainedofficial de-tainedofficial papers, 1 understand but he will join us for lunch. He fore she replied the girl's eye swept the landscape. Not n creature was on tho road, only a very old man was pruning rho vines a few feet above their bends. "Get In, please, mademoiselle.' the Kic-nehman suggested, "and. Mademoiselle Alice, will you steer?'- In another minute they wmo seated. Marsha's lips were pressed tightly together. to-gether. The chevalier rowed a marvelous stroke for an old man. As the boat skimmed over the surface of the water its occupants were strangely silent. Once a steamer, plying from village to village along the lake, puffed past thorn. Mademoiselle Mad-emoiselle de Hardkl raised her hand. Alice put up her own hand nnd laid her firm lingers on those of the Russian. "Don't." sho said, sharply. The Frenchman leaned forward. ! "I think, mademoiselle, you must not do that again." he remarked pleasantly. They came to the island, the boat wiis i fastened to a ring In the wall: tho chevalier, chev-alier, still with, noticeable agility for threescore and ten. sprang our. "We await our friend here," he announced an-nounced "Permit me, mademoiselle," and he offered his hand. "Now. mademoiselle, please." said the I Kranchman, persistently. As soon as Marsha found herself on the little square of land, she went to the low wall and looked over. "The lako Is very deep about here," a suave voice at her elbow observed. She turned and faced the chevalier. "What are you going to do with mc?" she demanded. ; "Ah, so you guessed. I am going lo I leave you here," Monsieur dc Portales I explained. "1'iitil when?" "L'ntll the messeii5or I am sending lo them has got twelve hours' start, unless you " "I'nless what?" "I'nlcAS you rcnouu: in- own jour-ncj." his future, his career shall not be. ruined by such a woman as you. Hobby loaves lo rejoin his ship tonight. Until he Is gone, until It Is too lnte for you to go nftor him, wo shall , keep you out of the way." "And," went on tho chevalior, "wc will make you as comforlnblo as we can. but we propose to bind you to tliat tree." Marsha looked toward the wind-swept tree. Now that It was inevitable, she accepted ac-cepted her fate with all the Impnsslveness of her race. "You see." explained the chevalier, "if wc left you the use of your hands, you might try to make signals again." "When Bobby inquires," Alice assured her. "I will say thnt you have been obliged to leave for Russia unexpectedly. 'You can trust mo again until T can explain.' Thnt will keop him quid, will It not, madomolselle?" Perhaps It was to avoid Alice Coombes, who had followed him with an Irritating persistency nil tho afternoon, or perhaps It was that he might have pence to think over thj additional bewilderment of Marsha's flight thnt canned Bobby to wander down to the landing stage. A row of gulls perched on the decaying rnlls were the only things Hint regarded him Inquisitively; and the quiet was only broken bv voices from tho OnXe .ntIonril. a tumblcd-dowii wooden shanty close by the Inke. Bobby indulged himself In tho exhilarating pastime of chucking stones into the water, until a flicker of white from the Island attracted him. "It is:" mutterod Bobby Bellew, "It is someone making a signal from the Island." , Bobbv looked but onco again and then lie leaped Into a little boat moored before the wine shop. RnUrelv unreasonable as the notion was, entirely at variance- as it was with the message he had received It came to him with a curious certainty that the signal was from Marsha; that It was made to lilm personally; that somehow, for some reason, she was on the Island and hnd need of him. , , ., "You must row mc down the lake, gasped Marsha, as soon as she (C0Uld speak. "I knew you would come. She lifted her eyes and Just glanced Into those of the 'englishman. "I would go anywhere for you; you know that." answered Bobby. .Inst one quiver disturbed the girl s fnce then it became set with a great resolu- l,("I,lsten." she went on as Bobby worked nt the knots. "I must leave Swltr.erlnnd tonight. 1 dare not take the train at I.a. Severie; the station will bo watched. W 111 you row me down the lako to one of the "villa cch lower down?" . "Whv must you go?" demanded Bobb. "To avert an awful disaster; to prevent a hideous crime." "Who persunded you to come here, demanded Bobby. The Russian girl Ignored the question. "Last night." she went on. "you trusted trust-ed me without explanation. -ow l can tell you everything." A blast of wind cnnie slapping against the weather-beaten tree. Bobby looked up apprehensively. "You know." Mnrshn began again, the unhappv condition of my country. A tittle tit-tle band of patriots have taken an oath to devote their lives to tho protection of our lord and sovereign ; to follow the revolutionaries from place to place, and dally, hourly, to keep watch on them; to risk life, wealth, ease, happiness everything every-thing to circumvent the nihilists. Jo nihilism xvo oppose the Society of the Holv Drujlna. it was that sooletv which sf-nl me here to keep watch on the man vou know as the Chevalier do Portales. ". . . . , TtAnlf,.! 1 . i O 1 1 A r i-lo ins reai name ---Is one of the most dangerous of the militant mili-tant anarchists, it was he who plnnned the latest attempt on the life of the czar, which, thnnks to the vigilance of the Holy Drujlnn, miscarried. But a fresh attempt will be made next Sunday unless I can give warning to our society. it was to make sure of the dnte that you found me In Ivanoff'? room last night. Whoever Pnw me doubtless gavo htm warning also. Who saw mc?" she asked the last question .sharply. TTnwllllngly Bobby told her. " Vh!" was all Mademoiselle do Bardkl answered, and then she wont on. "It wns Deniitrl Ianoff who lured me here. Ho intended to keep me here until the bombs wero well on their way to Rus- " Almost as she uttered these words, the Inst cord fell about her. She walked quickly towards the boat. A" li"? stepped down lo helo her into th boat he saw that already the waters were troubled, that already the little craft was straining at Its moorings, but what he did not sco wns that ns he dlnoefl his on i s and shot the boat out from the square of masonry, a peasant, the Fame bent man who had wached the vhevaller and his party sot out and who. in the Intervals of pruning the vinos hnd kept an eye on the island, suddenly straightened his aged back, fetched a Held glass from a crack in the wall, swept the lako with It. then laying down his shears, made off up the steep path, and sot off for T,a Severie. "Keen her head straight!" shouted Bobbv. Bob-bv. n tho storm struck the boat. "it came nil ln a minute. As suddenly ns the lights are turned off on the stage the sun seemed to snap out a grnyncss fell nbout the. The water as steely a. the sky. churned and rolled: the wind I howled. Bobby bent his back. Theiv was a nnuse as if the hurricane stayed lo take breath, and then, with a whistle nnd a 1 shriek. It rushed on them again. ' Bobbv battled, his teetb set his brow knit. Marsha snt Htlll and carefully obcred his directions "Are you frightened?" he called onco. "Only. ' she nnawcred, "thnt we may not bo there ln time " "Marsha," he cried, for t,,,. .'Sfl than wind nnd wave. '?rtVe M when this is over--will vn,? areJ She panned. "YeHlif jma,Il she said slowly, "nnd you will '53 life work with me." "S "As you will." he in8WnrHi ....r8! nre together for life" w' Ho shot the boat across t on to it while It went iinft waste of swirling water. ( wn i! I hen Marsha, who. during l t! minutes had looked nSft im1?01 Ui Sev-le. bent forwor hlr f?1 and alarm. ' ,,er 'aci feat"'0 ''irC bCl'1fr pursed." she Bob d yU mcn?" call' "A boat has com- out frnm t' t Is rowed by I wo men anU oS lug toward us. So one wl V out in such a storm unless T$ thing urgent." ,L Marsha, was right. Th Lnii- dently making t o ward s tho,, coming along comparatively tooted by the mountains It ull experienced the full force of iffi "It Is out of the water" .nM In a strange, si III tore ?aItl "Aro you hit?" cried Bobbv " fore any answer could come to' storm tjK If up till now It liad li ing will, them, suddenly wj them with all Its violence encircled them, th? tviiwi water scorned to rise uptV T her was no making heaS and Marsha could but ee onj The sky. the land, tho wi.i.a were all blotted out. The & caught, tossed, while a i-loiid , andjet inky black. Clo?8 Thwy lived through it. and I most mighty effort the worst out was over. The wind bega $ sky to dear. l2.. One, dnnger passed. Bobbv o& him to face another. " 5 "If I only had a revolver" and then his Jaw fell r0r m f. eye cpuld reach, they two-hVS shn In the little boat. things afloat. TCens2 "I can't see them, he ejacula He sought Marsha fi ei eS stood. Tho whiteness, the'troub faco, answered him. - Slowly she lifted on hnnfl a sign of the cross with it They neither of them okti rowed on. A chime floated oiilt merely borne along bv- a breezV t-,''V0'1 a.rP w.orn oul already Booby when he had leisure id hor. lz "No." she answered, hor Una? sho smiled at him. "I am is time. v |