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upon him on a matter of vital im
portance. I was the only one there
answering the description, so "
"You risked your life!" interposed
Noble. "Miss Moore, I shall insist on
being your escort. We are compan
ions of voyage and it is my province
to protect you."
"As you like, and thanks," she
laughed lightly, but with an entire
absence of affectation or coquetry.
"I fear s,ome new situation and mis
ery impels the appeal."
Thatwas true. As they rushed to
the old, dilapidated shell of a build
ing they were greeted, at the door by
a serious but kindlyfaced old man
in the garb of a priest
He led them into a room where a
dozen young children were playing
on the floor with some building
blocks. He motioned his visitors to
"You are truly kind," he said. "I
am placed in a position where my
heart nearly fails me. You see these
poor little ones? They are orphans,
all of them, brought from along the
line of war devastation, without
friends, without a shelter save my
poor home here."
Noble viewed the little group pit
eously, a tear stood in the eye of Miss
"They are in new danger now,"
continued the priest, "and my duty
calls me to the hospital at Manse,
where a score are dying daily. Ma
dam, sir, you will certainly find some
way to reach safety. These little
ones I would save them. If they
could be got to Paris the aid societies
there would take charge of them."
"But I scarcely know how I shall
get there myself," explained the
The priest regarded Noble wist
fully. The latter had been roused out
of himself by the pathetic incident of
"There are no trains," he said, "no
body here of the inhabitants seems
to think of anything but his own es
cape. I doubt if I could find a con
veyance in the-town, but there majr
be a way. I will see."
A queer sensation of interest thrill?
ed Adrian Noble as the beautiful girl
directed toward him an approving
and appreciative glance. He made
his departure, strangely anxious to
continue her favorable opinion of
It was an hour later when Noble
reappeared at the old hospice. He
drove a sorry nag, attached to a hay
rack. This was piled knee-deep with
hay, and over it some ragged but
thick blankets law. J
"It is the best I could do' he es
plained to the priest "A refugee was
anxious to get rid of his Surplus and,
under the present conditions, worth
less belongings. I struck a bargain
for cash." ""
"But who will drive?" inquired the
"Why, myself," replied Noble, with
a careless laugh. Then he caught a
merry gleam in the eyes of Mis3
Mobre. She had read him aright as
a fastidious idler, used to the equi
pages of luxury, rather than this slatr
ternly outfit, and the vivid contrast
momentarily amused her.
The priest helped them to pack the
little ones into the vehicle. He added
to their equipment all the eatables he
had in the house. As they drove off
Noble lifted his hat reverently and
the eyes of Miss Moore were full of
tears. Their recent host had his
hands raised in benediction. Then
he turned to face new duties amid
carnage and suffering.
The blind route the refugees took
led them a good many more than
forty miles ere they reached safety.
It was pitiful to view the orphaned
little ones leaving their native land
forever. Miss Moore was tender and
attentive. Noble made them com
fortable and buoyant This was de
cidedly a new experience and its win
ning phase was the presence of the
lovely girl, who took up jthe care of
the children as. though it was her