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TEE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE
THE SOMBRA CROSS
them back to earth from their fairyland.
The door of the studio was flung open, and Stephanie's father entered. He stood on the threshold, regarding the lovers for a moment in cold silence, then he called his daughter to his side.
" It is time that you leave, ' ' he said — his tone was neither bitter nor explosive. "Your conduct is the worst I could expect of your mother's child.''
Trevor attempted to protest.
"I cannot complain of your deterioration," said Boyne to the artist; "you lack all the qualities of a gentleman or you would not have acted in this way towards a girl entrusted to your custody and protection."
He told Trevor to keep the portrait, repelled all appeals with cold disclaimers of interest in the painter as a man, and took his frightened daughter away without other comment.
That night Trevor called at the Boyne house. It was dark and closed.
Next morning the shipping news mentioned the departure of the Boyne yacht.
The afternoon mail brought a hastily scrawled note from Stephanie 's cousin :
"I am giving this to the harbor pilot to mail. Stephanie was brought from your studio to the yacht by her father in a half-conscious condition, and she is now very low, but she keeps calling your name and imploring your help. A party of us had gone aboard for a short cruise, but I was alone in deciding to remain when Mr. Boyne announced a change in his plans suggested by Count Sombra. We are to cross the Atlantic, touch at the Azores, and land at Gibraltar. That is all I positively know, but it seems to indicate that we are going into the Mediterranean. Count Sombra has a castle in the French Riviera near a small body of water and commanding a view of the sea. As he often speaks of Nice, I think it must be near that city. It should be easy to find, if you have the courage to follow."
Trevor was a man of action. He turned over his studio to a brother artist with whom he had attended the Ecole des Beaux Arts in Paris, con