The times and democrat. (Orangeburg, S.C.) 1881-current, March 20, 1908, Page 2, Image 2
THE
Princess Virginia
By C. M and A. M. WILLIAMSON,
Authors ofGSr Lifihrninsr Conductor." "Rose
mary In Search of a Father." Etc. J?
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Through the gate of dreams ln bls veins, but because her Virginian
Hies the fair land of romance in'
>to which you would travel, find
ing-welcome relief from the daily \
mother had brought much gold to the
Northmoreland exchequer. Afterward
he had freely spent such portiou of
that gold as had come to his coffers in
But now it was all gone, and long ago
be had died of grief and bitter disap
pointment. The hereditary grand duchy
of Baumenburg-?rippe was ruled by
a cousinly understudy of the German
Emperor William II.: the one sou of
the marriage had been adopted as heir
to his crown by the childless king of
Hungaria: the handsome and lamenta
bly extravagant old Duke of North
moreland was dead: his title and vast
\grind. Now you are invited to j trying to keep Ids little estates, iutact.
accompany the Princess Virginia,
who determines that the royal
personage who would honor her
with his hand must fall in love
with her and woo her as any other
man would a woman. Therefore
she travels incognito in his realm,
meeting adventures strange and
full of excitement. You will
learn with pardonable pride that
the American blood in her veins
gives her an independence un
heard of in the presence of kings,
but most of all you will want to
know how she succeeds in her
bold undertaking. That you will
enjoy every minute of the read
ing is assured by the verdict of
thousands who declare The
Princess Virginia" to be a most
delightful story.
CHAPTER ONE
.0," said the princess; "no,
I'm dashed if I do."
"My darling child."
exclaimed the grand
duchess, "you're impos
sible. If any one should
hear you!"
' "It's he who's impossible," the prin
cess amended. "I'm just trying to show
you"?
"Or to shock me. You are so like
your grandmother."
"That's the best compliment any one
can give me, which is lucky, as it's
given so often," laughed the priucess.
"Dear, adorable Virginia!" She cud
dled into the pink hollow of her band
the pearl framed ivory miniature of a
beautiful, smiling girl which always
hung from a thin gold chain around
her neck. "They shouldn't have named
?me after you, should they, if they
hadn't wanted me to be like you?"
"It was partly a question of money,
dear," sighed the grand duchess. "If
my mother hadn't left a legacy to my
first daughter only on consideration
that her own extremely American
name of Virginia should be perpetuat
ed"-~
"It was a delicious way of being pa
triotic. I'm glad she did it I love
being the only royal princess with
American blood in my veins and an
American name on my handkerchiefs.
? Do you believe for an Instant that If
Grandmother Virginia were alive she
.would let Granddaughter Virginia mar
ry Prince Henri de Touraine?"
"I don't see why not," said the grand
duchess. "She wasn't too patriotic to
marry an English duke and startle
?London as the first American duchess.
(Heavens, the things she used to do if
one could believe half the wild stories
my father's sister told me in warning!
And as for my father, though a most
charming man, of course he could not
?er?have been called precisely es
timable, while Prince Henri certainly
Is, and an exceedingly good match
even for you?in present circum
stances."
"Call him a match If you like, moth
er. He's undoubtedly a stick. But,
no; he's not a match for me. There's
only one on earth." And Virginia's
eyes wore lifted to the sky as if, in
stead of existing on earth, the person
in her thoughts were placed as high
as the sun that shone above her.
"I .should have preferred an Eng
lishman for you," said the grand duch
ess, "if only there were one of suitable
rank free to"?
"I'm not thinking of an Englishman,"
murmured her daughter.
"If only you would think of poor
Henri!"
? "Never of him. You 'mow, I said 1
?would be dash"?
"Don't repeat It! Oh. when you look
at me in that way, how like you are to
your grandmother's portrait at home?
the one in white, painted just before
her marriage! One might have known
you would be extraordinary. That sort
of thing invariably skips over a gen
eration."
The grand duchess laid down the the
ory as a law, and, whether or no she
were right, it was at least sure that
she had inherited nothing of the first
Virginia's daring originality?some of
her radiant mother's beauty perhaps,
watered down to gentle prettiness, for
the hereditary Grand Duchess of Bau
menburg-Drippe at fifty-one was still
a daintily attractive woman, a middle
aged Dresden chiua lady, with a per
fect complexion preserved by an al
most perfect temper, surprised eye
brows, kindly dimples and a conven
tional upper Up.
She was not by birth "hereditary."
Her lord and (very much) her master
had been that and had selected her to
help him reign over the hereditary
grand duchy of Baumenburg-Drlppe,
not only because her- father was an
English duke with royal Stuart blood
estates had passed to a distant and dis
agreeable relative, and the widowed
grand duchess, with her one fair
daughter, had lived for year> in a pret
ty old house with a high walled gar
den at Hampton Court. lent by the
generosity of the king and queen of
England.
For a long moment the Dresden
china lady thought in silence and some
thing of sadness. Then she roused her
self again aud asked the one UDd only
royal priucess with an American name
what, in the way of a match, she real
ly expected.
"What do I expect?" echoed Virginia.
"Why. I wish for the moon?no, I
mean the sun. But I don't expect to
get it."
"Is that a way of saying you never
intend to marry?"
"I'm afraid it amounts to that," ad
mitted Virginia, "since there is only
one man in the world I would have for
my husband."
"My dearest! A man you have let
yourself learn to care for, a man be-|
ueath you? How terrible! But you see
no one. I"?
"I've never seen this man. And?I'm
not In love' with him. That would be
too foolish, because, instead of being!
beneath, he's far, far above me."
"Virginia, of whom can you be talk
bag? Or is this another joke?"
Virginia blushed a little and. Instead
of answering her mother's look of help
less appeal, stared at the row of tall
hollyhocks that blazed along the ivy
hidden garden wall. She did not speak
for an Instant and then she said, with
the dainty shyness of a child pinned to
a statement by uncomprehending eld
ers: "It isn't a joke. Nonsense, maybe,
yet not a joke. I've always thought of |
him?for bo many years I've forgotten
when it first began. He was so great,
so?everything that appeals to me.
How could I help thinking about him
and putting him on a pedestal? I?|
there's no idea of marriage in my mind,
of course, only?there's no other man
possible after all the thoughts I've I
given him?no other man in the world.
"My dear, you must tell me his |
name."
"What! When I've described him?al
most?do you still need to hear his j
name? 'Well, then, I?I'm not asham-|
ed to tell. It's Leopold."
"Leopold. You're talking of the em
peror of Rhaetla."
"As If it could have been any onej
else."
"And you have thought of ? him. I
you've cherished him, for years as an |
ideal! Why, you never spoke of hhnj
particularly before."
"That's because you never seriously
wanted me to take a husband until this
prim, dull French Henri proposed him
self. My thoughts were my own. I
wouldn't have told you only?you see
why."
"Of course, my precious child. How |
extremely Interesting and?and roman
tic!" Again the grand duchess lapsed]
into silence, yet her expression did not |
suggest n stricken mind. She merely
appeared astonished, with an astonish-1
meut that might turn Into an emotion [
more agreeable.
Meanwhile it was left for Virginia
to look vexed?vexed with herself. She
wished that she had not betrayed her
poor little foolish secret?so shadowy a
secret that it was hardly worthy of the
name. Yet it had been precious?pre
cious since childhood, precious as the
immediate jewel of her soul because
it had been the jewel of her soul, and
uo one else had dreamed of Its exist
ence. Now she bad shown it to other I
eyes, almost flaunted it. Never again]
could it be a Joy to her.
In the little room, half study, half]
boudoir, which was her own there was I
a desk, locked in her absence, where.
souvenirs of the young emperor of'
Khaetia had been accumulating for
years. There were photographs which ?
Virginia had contrived to buy secret
ly?portraits of Leopold from an early
age up to the present, when he was'
shown as a tall, dark, cold eyed, warm
lipped, firm chinned young man of
thirty. There were paragraphs cut
from newspapers telling of his genius
as a soldier, his prowess as a moun-!
taineer and hunter of big game, with
dramatic anecdotes of his haughty,
courage in time of danger, bis impul-:
slve charities, his well thought out
schemes for the welfare of his subjects
in every walk of life.
There were black and white copies
of bold, clever pictures be had painted, j
There was martial music composed by j
him and plaintive folk songs adapted
by him, which Virginia had tried soft
ly to herself on her little piano when
nobody was ueur. There were reports
of speeches made by him since his ac
cession to the throne, accounts of Im
provements In guns and an invention
of a new explosive. There was a some
what crude yet witty play which he
had written and numerous other rec
ords of the accomplishments and
achievements aud eveu eccentricities
which had built up the Princess Vir
ginia's ideal of this celebrated youug
man, proclaimed emperor after the
great revolution eight years ago.
"You are worthy to be au empress."
Her mother's voh-e broke into Vlr
giuia's thoughts. She started and
found herself under Inspection by the
grand duchess. At tlrst she frowned;
then she luughed. /springing up ou a
quick impulse to turn earnest into Jest
and so perhaps escape further cate
chising.
"Yes, would I not make an empressV"
she echoed, stepping out from the
shadow of her favorite elm luto the
noontide radiance of summer.
The sun poured over her hair as she
stood with uplifted head and threaded
it with a network of living gold, gleam
ing into the dark gray eyes rimmed
with black lashes and turning them to
jewels. Iler fair skin was as (lawless
in the unsparing light as the petals of j
lilies, and her features, though a rope- '
tition or those which had made a Vir- '
ginia girl famous long ago. were carved
with royal perfection.
"There is no real reason why you
should not make au empress, dearest,"
Slid her mother, in pride of the girl's
beauty and desiring, womanlike, to
promote her child's happiness. "Strau- j
ger thiugs have happened. Only last
week at Wiudsor the dear queeu was
saying what a pity poor Henri was not
more. But, no matter; he is well
enough. However, If? And when one
comes to think of It. It's perhaps not
unnatural that Leopold of Rhactia has
never been mentioned for you. although
there could be nothing against the mar
riage. What a match for any woman?
a supreme oue! Not a royal girl but
would go on her knees to him if"?
"I wouldu'L" said Virginia. "I might
worship him. yet he Should go on his
knees to me."
"I doubt if those proud knees of his
will ever bend in homage to man or
woman," replied the grand duchess.
"But that's u mere fantasy. I'm seri
ous now. darling, and I very much
wish you would be."
"Please, I'd rather not." smiled Vir
ginia uneasily. "Let us not talk of the
emperor any more?and never agaiu
after this, mother. You know now.
That's all that's necessary, and"?
"But It's not all that's necessary.
You have put the idea Into my head,
and It's not an unpleasing Idea. Be
sides, it has evidently been in your
j head for a long time, and I should like
to see you happy?see you in a position
j such as you're entitled to grace. You
j are a very beautiful girl (there's^ no dis
guising that from you, as you know
you are the image of your grandmoth
er, who was a celebrated beauty), and
the best blood In Europe runs in your
veins. You are royal, und yet?and yet
our circumstances are such that?in
fact, for the present we're somewhat
handicapped."
"We're beggars," said Virginia,
laughing, but It was not a happy
laugh.
"Cophetua married the beggar maid,"
the grand duchess reminded her, with
elaborate playfulness. "And, you
know, all sorts of things have hap
pened in history?much stranger than
any one would dare put in Action If
writing of royalties. My dear husband
was second cousin once removed to the
German emperor, though he was treat
ed? But we mustn't speak of that. The
subject always upsets me. What I
was leading up to Is this?though there
may be other girls who from a worldly
"Yet, would I not make an empress'/"
point of view are more desirable, still
you're strictly within the pale from
which Leopold is entitled to choose his
wife, and if"?
"Dear little mother, there's no such
'If.' And. as for me, 1 wasn't thinking
of a 'worldly point of view.' The em
peror of Rhaetia barely knows that I
exist And even If by some miracle he
should suddenly discover that little
Princess Virginia Mary Victoria Alex
andra Hildegrade of Baumeuburg
Drippe was the one suitable wife for
him on earth I wouldn't have him want
me because I was 'suitable.' but?be
cause I was Irresistible. I'd want his
love?all his love?or I would say, 'No;
you must look somewhere else for your
empress.'"
"But that's nonsense, darling. Roy
al people seldom or never have the
chance to full In love," said the grand
duchess.
"I'm tired of belog royal." snapped
tbe prim-ess. "Being royal does noth
ing but spoil all one's fun aud oblige
one to do stupid, boring things which
one hates."
"Nevertheless noblesse does oblige,"
went on the Dresden ebiua prophetess
of conventionality. "When alliunces
are arranged for women of our posi
tion, we must content ourselves with
the hope that love may come after
marriage, or. if not. we must go on do
ing our duty in that state of life to
which heaven has graciously called
us."
"Bother duty!" broke out Virginia.
"Thank goodness, In these days uot all
the king's horses and all the king's
men cau make even a princess marry
against her will. I hate thnt everlast
ing cant about 'duty in marriage.'
When people love each other they're
kind and good and sweet and true be
cause it's a joy, not because It's a
duty. And that's the ouly sort of loy- J
alty worth having betweeu men and
women, according to me. I wouldn't
accept anything else from a man. and I
should despise him if he were less or
more exacting."
"Virginia, the way you express your
self is almost Improper. I'm thaukful
that no one hears you except myself,"
said the grand duchess. But at this
moment, when clash of tongues and
opinions seemed imminent, there oc
curred a happy diversion iu the arrival
of letters.
Virginia, who was a neglectful cor
respondent, had nothing, but two or
three Important looking envelopes
claimed attention from the grand duch
ess, and as soou as the ludies were
once more alone together in the sweet
scented garden she broke the crown
stamped seal of her sou Adalbert, uow
by adoption crown prince of Hungarla.
"Open the others for me, dear," she
demanded excitedly, "while 1 see what
Dal has to say." And Virginia leisure
ly obeyed, wondering whether Dai's
uews would by aud by be passed on
to her. It was always an event when
a long letter came from him, and the
grand duchess Invariably laughed and
exclaimed and sometimes blushed as
she read, but when she blushed the
letter was not giveu to the crown
prince's sister.
There was a uote today from an old
friend of ber mother's of whom Vir
ginia was fond, aud she had just be
gun to be iutcrested In the third para
graph, all about an adorable Dandy
Dlnmont puppy, when au odd. half
stifled ejaculation from the grand duch
ess made the girl lift her eyes.
"Has Da! been having something be
yond the common in the way of adven
tures?" she inquired dryly.
Her mother did not answer, but she
had grown pink and then pale.
Virginia began to be uneasy. "What
Is the matter? Is anything wrong?'
she asked.
"No?nothing In the least wrong, far
from it, indeed; but, oh, my child!"
"Mother, dear, what Is it?"
"Something so extraordinary, po
wonderful?I mean as a coincidence?
that I can hardly speak. I suppose 1
can't be dreaming. You are really
talking to me In the garden, aren't
you ?"
"I am, and I wish you were telling
me the mystery. Do. dear. You look
awake, only rather odd."
"It would be strange If I didn't look
odd. Dai says?Dal says"?
"What has he been doing?getting
engaged?"
"No. It Is?your emperor, not Dal,
who talks of being engaged."
"Oh," said Vlrgiuia. trying not to
speak blankly, trying not to flush, try
ing not to show in any way the sudden
sick pain in her heart.
Of course ehe was not in love with
him. Of course, though she had been
childish enough long ago to make him
her ideal and foolishly faithful enough
to keep him so, she had always known
that he would never be more to ber
than a shadow emperor. Some day he
would marry one of those other royal
girls who were so much more suitable
than she. That would be natural and
right, as she had more than once told
herself with no conscious pang, but
now that the news had come, now that
the royal girl was actually chosen and
she must hear the letter and read
about the happy event in the newspa
pers. It was different. She felt sud
denly cold and sick under the blow
hurt and defrauded aud even jealous.
She knew that she would hate the girl
?some wretched, commonplace girl,
with stick out teeth, perhaps, or no fig
ure and no idea of the way to wear her
clothes or do her hair.
But she swallowed hard and clinch
ed her fingers under the voluminous
letter about Dandy Dinmont. "Oh, so
our friend is going to be married?" she
remarked lightly.
"That depends." replied the grand
duchess. laughing mysteriously, with a
catch in her voice as if she had been a
nervous girl?"that depends. You must
guess. But no: I won't tease you
My dear, my dear, after Dai's letter,
coming, as It has come. In the midst of
such a conversation. I shall be a firm
believer In telepathy. This letter on Its
way to us must have put the thoughts
Into our mluds and the words on our
tongues. It may be that the emperor
of Rhaetia will marry; It may not for,
my sweet, beautiful girl, it depends
upon?you."
"Me?" The voice did not sound to
Virginia like her own. Was she, too,
dreaming? Were they both In a dream?
"He wishes to marry you."
All the letters dropped from Vir
ginia's lap?dropped and fluttered to the
grass slowly, like falling rose leaves.
Scarcely knowing what she did. she
clasped her hands over the young bos
om, shaken with the sudden throbbing
of her heart. Perhaps such a betrayal
of feeling by a royal maiden deco
rously sued (by proxy) for her hand
was scarcely correct but Virginia had
no thought for rules of conduct as laid
down for her too often by her mother.
"He wishes to marry?me?" she
echoed dazedly. "Why?"
"Providence must have drawn your
inclination toward h' dearest. It Is
indeed a romance. Some day. no doubt
it will be told to the world In history."
"But how did he"? Virginia broke
off and began again. "Did be tell this
to Dal and ask him to write you?"
"Not?nor precisely that," admitted
the grand duchess, her face changing
from satisfaction to uueasluess. for
Virginia was diliicuit in some ways,
though adorable in others, and held
such peculiar ideus about life? inherit
ed from her American grandmother
that it was impossible to be sure how
she would receive the most ordinary
announcements.
The princess' rapt expression faded
like the passing of duwn.
"Not precisely that?" she repeated.
"Then what?how"?
"Well, perhaps, though it's not strict
ly the correct thing, you had better
read your brother's letter for yourself."
Virginia put her hands behind her
back with a childish gesture, and a
frighteued look came Into the eyes
which at most times gazed bravely up
on the world. "I?somehow I can't,"
she said. "Please tell me."
"To begin with. then, you know what
an admiration Da! has felt for Count
"He wishes to marry?met"
von Breitstein ever since that diplo
matic visit the Rhaetiun chancellor
paid to Hungaria. The fancy seemed to
be mutual; but then, who could ever re
sist Dal if he wauted to be liked? The
chancellor has writteu to him from
time to time, and Dal has quite en
joyed the correspondence. The old
man can be witty as well as cynical
if he chooses, and Dal says he tells
good stories. Now, It seems, In the
Informal way in which such affairs are
usually put forward, that Count von
Breitstein has written conildenlially to
Dal, as our only near male relative,
asking how your family would regard
au alliance between Leopold and you
or If we have already disposed of your
hand. At last the emperor Is inclined
to listen to his chancellor's advice and
marry, and you, as a Protestant prin
cess"?
"A Protestant princess, indeed!"
cried Virginia. "I protest against be
ing approached by him on such terras."
The face of the grand duchess was
darkened by the gloom of her thoughts.
"My daughter," she exclaimed mildly,
yet despairingly, "it's not possible that
when this wonderful chance, this un
heard of chance, this chance that you
were praying for, actually falls Into
your hands you will throw it away for
?for a sentimental schoolgirl scruple."
"I was not praying for it," said Vir
ginia. "I'm sure, mother, you would
have considered it most bold In me to
pray for it And I didn't. I was only
refuslug other chances."
"Well, at all events, you have this
one now. It is yours."
"Not in the one way I should have
loved to see It come. Oh, mother, why
does the emperor want to marry me?
Isn't there some other reason than just
because I'm a proper Protestant prin
cess?"
"Of course," Insisted the grand duch
ess, faintly encouraged. "Dal men
tions several most excellent reasons in
bis letter, if you would ouly take them
sensibly."
"I should like to hear them, at all
events." answered Virginia.
"Well, you see, the empress of Rhae
tia must be a Protestant, and there
aren't many eligible Protestant girls
who would be acceptable to the Rhae
tians -girls who would be popular with
(he people. Oh, I have finished about
that! You need not look so desperate.
Besides, Dal explains that Leopold is
a young man who dominates all around
him. He wishes to take for his bride
a girl who could not by any possibility
herself be heiress to a throne. Dal
fancies that his desire Is to mold his
wife and therefore to take a girl with
out too many important and importu
nate relatives, for he Is not one who
would dream of adding to his great
ness by usiug the wealth or position
of a woman. He has all he nteds or
wants of that sort. And then, Dal re
minds me, Leopold Is very partial to
England, which helped Rhaelia passive
ly In the time of her trouble eight
years ago. The fact that you have
lived in England and had an English
education would be favorably regard
ed both by Leopold and his chancellor.
And, though I've never allowed you to
have a photograph taken since you
were a child (I hare seeing young girls'
faces iu the newspapers and magazines;
even though they are royal their fea
tures need not be public propertyi and
you have lived here In such seclusion
that you've been little seen, still the
rumor has reached Rhaetia that yon
are?good to look at Leopold has been,
heard to say that whatever else the
future empress oi Rhaetia may be, he
won't give his people an ugly woman
to reign over them. And so alto
gether"?
"And so altogether, my references
being satisfactory, at a pinch I might
do for the place," cut in Virginia, with
the hot. Impatient rebellion of her
youth. "Oh. mother, you think me
mad or a fool. I know, and perhaps I
am mad, yet not mad enough not to see
that it would be a great thing, a won
derful thing, to be asked In marriage
by the one man in my world if?ah,
that great 'if'?he had only seen and
fallen in love with me. It might have
happened, you know. As you say, I'm
not ugly, and I can be rather pleasant
if I choose?so I believe. If he had
only come to this land to see what I
was like, as royal men did In the dear
old fairy stories, and then had asked
me to bo his wife, why, I should have
been conceited enough to think it was
because he loved me even more than
because of other things. Then I should
have been happy?yes, dear, I'll con
fess It to you now?almost happy
enough to die of the great joy and tri
umph of it. But now I'm not happy.
I will marry Leopold or I'll marry no
man. but I swear to you I won't be
married to Leopold in Count von Breit
Btein's hateful old. cold, cut and dried
way." ?
"It's the emperor's way as well as
Von Broirstein's."
"Then for once In his big. grand, ob
stinate life he'll have to learn that
there's one insignificant girl who it ??:;'!
play Griselda even for the sake of he
ilig his empress."
The girl proclaimed this resolve, ris
ing to her feet, with her head high
and a look In her gray eyes which
told the grand duchess that it would be
hopeless for her to argue down the
resolution. At first It was a proud look
and a sad look, but suddenly a beam
of light flashed into it and began to
sparkle and twinkle. Virginia smiled
and showed her dimples. Tier color
came and went. In a moment she was
a different girl, and her mother, be
wildered, fearful still, dared to hope
something from the change.
"How odd you look!" she exclaimed.
"You've thought of something. You
are happy. You have the air of?of
having found some plan."
"It found me, I think," the girl an
swered, laughing, "all suddenly, just
in a flash. That's the way It must be
with inspirations. This is one?I know
It It's all In the air, floating round
me. But I shall grasp It soon."
She came close to her mother, still
smiling, and kneltdown In the grass at
her feet, looking up with radiance in
her eyes.
Luckily there was no one save the
Dresden china lady and the birds and
flowers to see bow a young princess
threw her mantle of dignity away, for
the two did not keep royal state and a
royal retinue In the quaint old house
at Hampton Court, and the big elm
which Virginia loved kindly hid the
motlier and daughter from Intrusive
eyes.
"You do love me, don't you. dear
est?" cooed the princess softly as a
dove.
"You know I do, my child, though I
don't pretend to understand you,"
sighed the grand duchess, well aware
that she was about to be coaxed Into
some scheme, feeling that she would
yield and praying Providence that the
yielding might not lead her into tribu
lation.
"People grow dull if we understand
them too well." said Virginia. "It's
like solving a puzzle?there's no more
fun in it when It's finished. But you
wish me to be happy, darling?"
"More than I wish for anything else,
excepting, of course, dear Dai's"?
"Dal is a man and can take care of
himself. I must do the best I can
poor me! And there's something I
want so much, so much It would be
heaven on earth, all my own, if I could
win It?Leopold's love, quite for my
self, as a girl, not as a 'suitable Prot
estant princess.' For a few horrid
minutes I thought It was too late to
hope for that and I must give him up,
because 1 never could be sure If I ac
cepted him without his love and be
I said it had come afterward; that It
was really, really true. Anyway, It
could never be the same, and I was
mirerable over what might have been.
Then suddenly I saw how it still
might be. I almost thiuk I may bo
able to win his love if you'll promise
to help me, dear."
"Of course I will," said the grand
duchess, carried out of her pretty little
conventional self into unwonted im
pulsiveness by the warmth of kisses
soft and sweet as the roses on Vir
i giuia's bosom.
"That is. I will If I can. But I don't
al all see what I can do."
"I see. And what I want you to do
is to please, please see with my eyer.."
"They're very bright ones," smiled
her mother.
Princess Virginia clasped the grand
duchess round the waist so tightly that
it hurt. Then she laughed, a loud, 'naif
frightened, excited laugh. "Dearest,
something perfectly wonderful is go
ing to happen to you and me." she suld
j ?"the most wonderful thing that ever
has happened. We are going to have
a?groat-adventure. And what the
end of It will be?I don't know."
(To Be Continued.)
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