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return before midnight And I will
have scan her. Then I will go back
to the dull old grind, content."
As he reached the purlieus of the
town Rowland observed that the
place was in gala attire. The cen
ter of the town was alive with lights,
decorations, activity. People arrayed
in mask and costume were flocking
to the great central square. A street
,i carnival was v on. Rowland slunk
"from street to street Finally his
wish to conceal his identity was grat-
. ified. A half-drunken parader in
reckless abandonment flung aside
the half mask and fanciful tinsel
cape he wore. Rowland donned these.
,Now, mixing with the throngs, he
was bolder and felt more secure. He
did not know where the Landons
. lived, but he planned to make inqui
ries that would lead to that discov
ery. As he approached the public
square he came to a halt with a
shock. An automobile had drawn up
to the curb in a side street It con
tained an old man, the chauffeur and
a girL At her Rowland stared,
breathless, ecstatic. '
4t was Eunice! It was the object
of the undying love he had cherished
all these years. Her father spoke to
her as if asking her to join him in a
- tour of the gay square. Her face was
set, cheerless. She shook her head,
settled herself back in the seat and
her father and the chauffeur mingled
with the throngs and were lost to
Eunice Landon gazed with lack
luster eyes at the bubbling-over liv
' ing panorama. It did not interest
her. Only her own secret thoughts
kept her company. She started as a.
hand touched her arm. She strange
ly, regarded a man who had ap
proached the machine, half-masked,
A looking up at her. Then Rowland
lifted aside the mask which he wore.
She was not startled, she was not
. agitated. Over that beautiful face
there spread a joyous smile, glad,
welcoming, ineffable. She put out
both her jeweled hands to clasp hie J
own,, with the fervent, thrilling
"Oh, at last I knew you would
come. My love! My love!"
The man fairly staggered. She did
not release his hands. He stammered1
forth: , .
"You do not know that I am still
"You are my love, my own ,true
love. That is all I know, and the,
moment is rapturous!" she said sim
ply. "A convict? Yes, but innocent"3,
"You believe "'
"I know!" she declared. "The man
you suffered for, my unworthy rela-"
tive, confessed to me, dying, and he
died ere I could secure a witness to'
his confession. And then my father
I promised him I would -never seek
you or write to you, but I knew that'
some day you would come to me, and
you are here and I am content"
She drew him toward her as if to
have him by her side. In a rapid
storm Rowland told of his situation,
of his brief furlough of an hour.
"Listen!" she burst forth as he'
had finished. "There has not been
an hour since you you went away
that you have not been in my
thoughts. I promised my father I.
would not seek nor write to you. I
shall keep my pledge. But you have .
come" to me. Take me away, here,
now. Speak the word and I will go
with you anywhere. I care nof what
poverty or hardships may be before'
us let us hide from all the world,
happy man and wife!"
He was amazed, he was thrilled.
For a moment he was urged to take
her at her word. Then he straight
ened up. His soul of honor spoke in
"Eunice," he said, his voice quiver
ing with profound emotion, "you.
oner me par&aise, Dut i a are not ac
cept it I must follow out the rugged
path fate has awarded me. I must
return to the prison, as I have prom
"Too late!" gasped Eunice, and fell
back fainting. Her father was i i,