Arms and the Woman

"With you, and where?" asked the innkeeper. If there was one thing for

which he could not account, it was the presence of Hillars at the inn.

"Never mind where, but come," answered Hillars, gayly. He bent and

whispered something into the old fellow's ear. It was something which

pleased him, for he screwed his lips into a smile, and took the white

hand of the whisperer in his brawny fist and nigh crushed it.

"Well, well! it doesn't matter where you came from. Here, you," to the

trio behind him, "go back to the stables." They filed out. Then the

innkeeper took Hillars by the arm. "Come along; time passes."

"And where are you going?" I asked anxiously. Hillars should not have

passed from my sight but for Gretchen.

"We'll be back shortly," he answered. "You will know all about then,

my son."

He stood on the sill of the door, a handsome picture. His gray eyes

sparkled, his face was full of excitement and there was a color in his

cheeks. There was no sign here of the dissipated man of the night

before. It was Hillars as I had seen him in the old days. But for his

19th century garb, he might have just stepped down from a frame--a

gallant by Fortuny, who loved the awakened animal in man. The poise

was careless, but graceful, and the smile was debonair. His eyes were

holding Gretchen's. A moment passed; another and another.

Then: "Long live and God bless her Serene Highness the Princess

Hildegarde!" And he was gone.

And as he disappeared a shadow of some sort passed before my eyes, and

a something dull and heavy pressed upon my heart. Presently came the

sound of beating hoofs, and then all became still.

Gretchen and I were alone.

Gretchen appeared to be studying the blue veins in her hands which she

listlessly held before her. An interval of three or four minutes

passed, still she remained in that pathetic attitude, silent and

motionless.

"Gretchen," said I, "have you nothing to say?"

"Yes." Her eyes raised to the level of mine, and I saw that they were

deep in tears. "Herr, I shall say to you that which I have never said

to any man, and that which I shall never say to any man again. I may

say it now because it is sinless. I love you! I love you, and, loving

you, God knows what the future without you shall be. Yes! I love you.

Take me once in your arms and kiss me, and let me go--forever."