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HD went swiftly to her und held her by her shoulders.

"I'm leaving the army. I've just told my father."

"Why?"

"Russian officers can't marry lovely girls like you. So I am resigning.”

"Peter," she whispered. "Oh, Peter!" For a long moment she was in his arms and then suddenly she remembered. She could not say what she must say for a time; not until she could gain control of her voice.

"Peter, your father won't be at the Opera Tuesday night, will he?" she asked at last.

"Indeed he will; beside me in the proscenium box. He will understand then why I am giving up the army which I love. It will be the proudest night of my life."

"Peter, I'm going to ask a favour of you.-' Will you

grant it, please?"

"Gladly, of course."

"Don't come Tuesday night and don't let your father come, either."

"But that's ridiculous, dear: As for my being there-you and I have lived for that night, I Just fold you I will be the proudest night of my life. Me not be there, indeed! As for your father, he is eager to come and if he wasn't I'd bind him and gag him and drag him there."

"Don't take this lightly. Feter," sald Lydia in a pleading tone. "Another night will be just as good. In fact it will be better for all of us, much better."

"Every real artist. I've heard, has stage-fright now and then. You're evidently having a premature attack.. Perhaps the timing, Is good. You're scared now, Tuesday night you will be calin and collected.“

Lydia shuddered. If only she could teli Peter the truth! As she could not, she inst wheedle, she must

x, she must burst into tears, if necessary.

"Perhaps it

stage-fright. But

I know

myself, Feter. It will not pass by Tuesday night. I will

grow with every minute. It will

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"Perhaps, Peter, it is because you are of one class and I of on- other. You are a nobleman, I am a commoner."

understand "But we did

rach other. When you thought I was a poor student, come from the coun- try to take voice lessons, we were just a man and a girl who loved each other. The difference in unk no real difference. I knew what you were from the start. Did it matter to me? You know it didn't. And until you discovered I was a nobleman and a captain of the Cossacks, you were not con- scious of any barrier between us.”

Was

"Must I repeat to you, Peter, that I believe whot my father und his group belleve?"

"You do not. You can nol. Just what they belleve I do not know.

I can imagine some of it might appeal to you a better life for the peasants-und the workers, more freedom for the ordinary citizen, vas rigid laws. Yes I can bc- lieve you could work and sacrifice for such things."

came the sound of voices singing "Silent Night."

"But their Christmas was two weeks ago," one of than said.

"They're singing for us," said Peter, as they all went to the door and looked out.

*

THERE was a small lighted Christmas tree raised to the top of the Austrian trench.

Others followed: In the falling now with the Verrey lights flicker- ing over the altelltorn earth,

It was a scene of uncanny beauty,

Irlan

As the last notes of the Aug- song seemed to fade into the night, Peter began to sing-out the Rússlan but the Austrian carol.

The Austrians took it up and back and forth across No Man's Land cane haunting phrases of the beau- tiful old song.

Suddenly the noise of an ap- proaching plane was heard. It was a bomber with Austrian Insignių,

It dropped no bombs. Instead, thousands of pieces of white paper fluttered down on the Russlan lines. On them was printed: "Riots are sweeping Petrograd, Moscow, Kronstadt! Stop fighting your Aus- trian brothers and rush home for your share of the land!"

"Peter, you must belleve what I say. You have known one side of me. There is another side which you have not known until to-night and now you will not let yourselringing of the telephone.

know it."

"Yet you tried to keep my father and me from being here to-night -now I under- stand why you made me pro- inlse

we you would not come."

"It was a mo- ment of weak-

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night. Then it will be gone for- ever. There are many olher nights; you know I have a good schedule for the season. It tu Just because I want you to be proud of me, just because I want your father to know you are not ruining your life by linking it to mine, that I ask you not to that night."

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"All the world can be there to see my Lydin-and I am barred," "he said plaintively:

"Not all the world. I don't want father there, wither. Before a huge audience of strangers I can sing If the two love best in the world

on.

are there, I will not be able to go I know best, Peter. Won't you take my word for it?"

"If I must, I must," said Peter. "But just try to keep me out any other night you sing and you'l have a fight on your hands."

"And your father? He must not be there, elther. You promise?^

"promise, in

fact, tyrant, I' swear it.

Lydin felt she would faint Trom relief.

"1 have a confession to make, Peter," she said softly. "I never loved you as much as I do at this moment, 1 never knew it was possible for a woman to love as I jove you."

*

WHEN Lydia arrived at her dressing-room on Tuesday night, it resembled the show- window of a florist's establish- ment.

"Looks like Mr. Taranda-I mean. His Highness-bas cornered the flower market," said Masha as she opened another box.

"Are those from Peter too?" asked Lydia.

"Probably. Though some of the flowers come from old friends, most of 'em are from him. Here's the card."

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It read: "My son begged me not to come to-night but my curiosity is zatiable. May the Empress Scheherazade never revert to rank so madest as Princess Kara- gin! I eagerly await your success." It was signed: "The Hard-Heart- ed Father."

There were lines of anxiety on Lydia's faco as she obeyed the call-boy's order to take her place in the wings.

Just what did that note mean?

The prosenlum box was emptyl So the cryptic note which Gen- crol. Karagin had sent her did not mean what she had feared. Peter bad kept his promise to her and his father had kept his promise to him: Now she could sing as she had

sung.before. never

There would be no off-stage tragedy. this night to bear down on her conscience for the rest of her litet!

In the first row of the balcony sho saw her father and ̈Leo l'op- Halty. It they stood, they would be at'a alight angle just above the empty box: She could seo her) father was gripping the arms of

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his set. On 'Leo's face there was that wild look she had come to dread. But so long as the box was empty there was nothing to fear.

Lydia stood on the stage star- ing at the box until the great cur- tain was lowered. Then she many aged to stumble her way to the dressing-room.

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WHEN the doctors said his father had been wounded only in one arm and had placed him on a stretcher to be taken to

As the act went on Lydia had the most wonderful feeling, an actress can have. She knew she

"the audience and

with her." There was absoluto quiet in the huge house except for the music of the orchestra and the singers.

Then.

.us . the was almost over-a-hospital, Peter rushed back- there came a change. She was con-

to Lydia's dressing-room. sclous of a slight ripple of ex- · eltement, of snatches of words, of eyes turned from the stage.

General Karagin was being ush- ered into the proscenium box.

SHE knew the moment of danger would not be reached while the act was going on.

It might not come untli the end of the opera. When the audience was rising to leave-then, in the con- fusion which always comes, would be the time. Before that moment came she must in some way, in any way she could contrive, manage to send a

General warning to Karagin

Suddenly a soldier entered the box and handed a message to the General. Just behind him, almost running, was Peter. The orchestra stopped playing. The singers, at a command fram. The director, stood silent..

General Karagin, the message in hand, cose and stepped forward to the rating of the box.

Fellow Russianal" he said. "A message of the deepest significance

hos just reached me.al/ng- declared war on Holy

For a mo ned silence, there was a stun- The conductor lifted his baton and the orchestra began playing the national anthem. The audience -rising, faced the pros- cenium box and their volees joined with the singers on the stage.

Professor Marakova held some- thing in his lowered hand.

"What are you waiting for?" asked Leo in a tense whleper. -

"I can't," said Marakov. "Rus- sla's going to need him and, men, like him now. This changes every- thing

"You're stark mad," cald Leo.

was just about to slip the pistol in his pocket, when Leo with 'sharp movement tore:It from him.,

Professor Marakov

The next moment brought the shot.

"General Kamgin who had been standing at attention slumped to the Moor. Peter knelt and bent over him just as another shot was fired.

There was panic in the audience. Wild scream were heard as men and women trying to rush to the street were knocked down, and trampled upon.

Others were running into the

·aisles ́ soldiers, polico and doc- tors and nurses who had been summoned to care for General Karogin.

"Peter Thank God, you're all right," she cried, running into his outstretched

"And your father?"

arins.

"He'll be all right. Whoever fired that shot wasn't a good nim." "Have they did they have they caught the man?"

"Not yet."

"Oh Peter, let's get away from here. Far, far away where we can be alone together, safe and happy." "But I'm a soldier, you know. "You said you were resigning." "That was before to-night and to-night's announcement. We are at war. Holy Russin will need all her soldiers now. It won't lust And this long, of course, when I come hock, I'll leave the

war

army

There was a sharp knock on the doon.

**"Who's there?" culled Peter.

The door was thrown open and two police officers, stood on the threshold. They saluted Peter.

"Your Highness," one of them salt,

"we have orders for you from General Karagin, The assas- sins have been apprehended. One at them is the father of Lydin Marakova."

"What are you saying?" cried

Peter.

"There

is mistake, Your Highness. He took a step for- ward, and handed a paper to Peter. "Your orders are to arrest Mis Marakova at once."

"Just one moment," said Peter, pointing to the door

The officers saluted and left Peter

and Lydia alone. "Now there are no more lies be tween us," said Lydia.

"But you're not you can't be one of these people,”

"I Peter. I have been all

am, my life."

"You were forced to join them. -they made you they threat-

ened

She shook her head.

"No, Peter.. Ibelleve in their

beliefs.

ness, Peter-the

weakness of a woman in love."

"I will never believe you justify murder," he said,

Lydia walked swiftly to the door and opened it.

"Come in, please," she said to the officers. "Prince Karagin has made the arrest.".

IT was the third Christmas in the trenches.

Peter walking toward the dug- out called out a sharp command to a soldier who was leaning on his rifle, his head bowed.

"Sorry, Your Highness," said the man. I was not asleep. I was just thinking about what my wife wrate me. She waited all night in a breadline to get something, any- thing for the kids and then got nothing."

"What do you expect? This Is war," said Peter in a weary voice, When he entered the dugout he that the men had made HAW pathetic efforts to celebrate. There was a small tree. Its decorations

of tin cans, military.

were right strings and dings

buttons,

paper rosettes.

There were cries of "Merry Christmas and one of the men was strumming an old folk song on a balalníka.

See what we've been saving for "erled one of the men hold- you,"

bottle Ing up a

of vodka. "It's real."

Peter took the bottle from him and rushed out of the dugout. He went to the soldier he had re- primanded.

"Merry Christmas." he sald thrusting the bottle into his hand. There was a worried look on the face of the men in the dugout as Feter went out and it was not be- cause they were to be denied the cherished vodka.

"Nick!," said one of the officers, "you were his orderly before the war made you a sergeant. Do you think, perhaps, Ills Highness is breaking?"

"He won't do that, ever, Sir, but I think he, grieves too. much about Lydia Marakova; He managed to have her released from prison but probably she is worse off. Masin, my wife who was Miss Marakova's mald, tells me she is wretched- just wanders around singing at one dreary"

In

He stopped short as Peter came

"Merry Christmas," Peter cried. "And may we spend the next one in Petrograd!"

There was cheap, red wine for their toasts to the Czar, to Holy Russin, to the victory of the Allles. Then one of the men, began sing ing the old Russian Christmas carol Come This Holy Night." They all Joined in. When it was finished Their emo- a silence. there, was and

tions were too deep at that moment for them to speak,

"What's that?" asked them tensely.

"You are not one of them. can not believe it. My gentle, love ing Lydia how can you expect me to believe that you have asso- cinted voluntarily with traitors?"

"I do not think that; men women who live and work and Bacrifice themselves for the good of the Russian people are trailors. To me, they are the real patriots." I can not understand you,

· Lydia."

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They all rose looking toward the door. From the Austrian frenches

It was Peter who answered the

Yes, Your Excellency-but to night Is Christmas-Very well. At nine o'clock

shorp."

He turned to the men. "Gentlemen — General Hend- quarters order a surprise raid- nine o'clock-ive cut the wire as we go!"

For Lydia the long' years of war were harder, perhaps, than they were for Pater. As Masha had written, she went from one dreary cafo to another, singing for enough food to keep from starving. Her father in Siberia-Peter lost to her forever-she was, as one who is not alive and yet goes on living.

One night the cheap gay song she

was singing wps Interrupted when a crowd, shouting and sing- ing rushed to the tavern. A saflor jumped to the platform.

"Tovarisch!" ho cried. "Russia has been taken by the people! Russin is free at last! Even the Cossacks are marching back with out their omcers! There are no more officers! Sing!, Sing the In- ternationale!"

Lydia who from childhood had looked forward to this day, open- ed her mouth to lead the singing. Her lips could not form the words. She burled her face in her hands.

*

THE Balalaika was on the "must" list of tourists because it was known as the favourite rendezvous of the exiled-Rus- sians in Paris.

Nicki and Masha owned it. Their chief pride come from the fact that they could help so many of their old friends. General Karogin was the wine stewart, Peter was n singing waiter

and Danchenoff was the door-man.

"Time to tell the paying guests to clear out," said Nicki to his wite one night. "There's 'barely time to have everything. in read!- ness for the celebration. In one hour it wil be 1923, and this night is for Russians only."

General Karagia was standing in, a little room off, the kitchen then he heard a tapping on the door. He opened it and a young woman came in from the rain.

May I see Masha Popoff?" she asked. "I'm a Russian just arrived in Paris. My name is Marakova." "I knew a man named Marakova in the old days. 1.hear he is ori important man in the new Rus-

sla,'

flo was." she said sadly. Her eyes narrowed for a moment and then widened. "Pardon.me, but aren't you General Karagin?"

"I war," he said. "Now I am a wine stewart: And you--you must be Lydin, Marakova" whom I saw but once. You were very beauti- ful and your singing that night, so cruelly interrupted, i have never forgotten."

"How you must hate us," she 'sald.

No, my child. It was all so long ago in a different world. And we old ones did make INCES things."

of

folled

"We young ones have 100."

But you, who are, young, have another chance. And now let me And you find Masha. She must some dry clothes at once or you will be ill."

Masha was laughing and crying with joy na she ran in to welcome Lydia. She led her up, service stairway, found clothes for her in the old days, helped and,

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her dress. Then she led her into

# corridor from which a stairway

went down into the banquet hall. "Come down when the bells

Year-not be ring In the New fore," she said as she rushed away. The first volce Lydia heard was Peter's.

"Why do we sing of dreams?" he was saying. "Why do we talk always of the past? Russia was ours. We lost it. But we are start- ing again. We have work to do and we do it. We've had the past, Now let us live in the present" and Jook forward toword the'-future,"

Masha ran in from the service pantry, carrying a tray of candles. "It's almost midnight," she cried. Take your candles, go to the mir- ror and make your wishes. You'll soc in it your own true loves. I guarantee it."

ONLY Peter stood apart, far from the mirror and with- out a candle.

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"Quick, Your Highness!" said Masha. "Before the twelfth stroke, you must make your wish."

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only movement he made was to shake his head. She took him by the arm and literally drog ged him to the mirror, Into hià hand she thrust a lighted mndle. He alood before the mirror but he did not look in, it. His head was lowered. Then he heard some one singing the Volga Bont Song and he raised his head, in the mirror he aw Lydia coming down the long flight of stairs. He turn- ed and went to meet her. For them the past was as if · il had· never been. It was the New Year and in the now He they know they would be together forever.

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