White Cloud Kansas chief. [volume] (White Cloud, Kan.) 1857-1872, 1859-08-18

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sword fell back into its scabbard, and it
fiendish owner sank down upon the floor
like dead OK, utterly helpless and insen
sible.
"Now. Mademoiselle, come with me,
spoke the Benedictine, reaching forth hi
hand, "Come with me, and you shall b,
safe.''
The maiden started forward, and con
vulsively grasped the hand that had thu,
Unexpectedly and strangely come to hel
assistance. There was an ineoherent
murmur of thanks upon her lips, and hel
eyes beamed forth the sudden hope that
sprang to life in her bosom.
care you strong enough to walk ?"
Eyes, yes, oh let us fee from here y
"Then keep my hand"
The old man turned and passed out in
to the corridor. and took his way along
towards the eastern apartments of the
palace. The roar of the infatuated muir
derers was now almost deafening. The
glare of an hundred dancing torches
flashed through the high windows, AMI
the screams and screeches came up sharp
and piercing. Poor Adele chung to the
Benedictine with strong grasp, for the
hope of escape from Malgrida overcame
the power of terror that reigned about her
At length they came to a flight of
winding stairs, and down these the old
man took his way. AT the bottom they
came to a wide hall, from the top of which
hung a heavy chandelier, most of the
lamps of which were lighted. Adele
could not suppress the cry of horror
which arose to her lips as her eyes rested
upon the CHASTITY scene which presented
itself to her gaze. There, upon the floor,
lay a score of CHASTITY corpses. and among
them were some women. The footing
was all slippery with blood, and even the
walls were despatched and CORY.
Notice it not" said Aymar, "for this
is as nothing compared with what we
shall see."
He had Just spoken. when a figure turn
ed the angle of an oriel at a short dis
lance ahead, and with an exclamation Of
regret, mingled with some fear, he stop
ped and pushed tie maiden behind him,
but he was too late in his movement, for
the dress of Adele had been seen. The
figure also stopped and swung his arms
around his head. 1t was a man, and his
dress was disordered and bloody, though
he had then no weapon in his hand. His
hair was dishevelled, and foated wildly
over his shoulders and face, and his coun-
tenance looked almost frantic in its tor
tured features.
"Ha! Who goes here % the figure
cried.
1t was the voice of the King
Oh how few short hours had alter
ed that man. His youthful blood was
boiling crafty, and his head was reeling
with excitement.
"Who goes here 90 he repeated. "By
my sceptre, tits a woman. Ha =
Mademoiselle st. Aulnay. So, SO, old
man. what means all this ?"
"Sire." spoke the Benedictine. speak
ing firmly, and with his right hand upon
his bosom. seemingly in profound respect,
but in reality clutching dagger that re-
posed there, 81 found this lady in the ut
most danger, and l would save her."
"She in danger? How Malgrida
promised me that he wonld protect her.
He did, most surely. l remember well:
He came to me after my blood was up,
and l granted his request. How is it ?
You tell me. sweet lady"
"Oh sire, he would have killed me!'
uttered Adele. "And, oh. God ! he
threatened me with a fate ten thousand
times worse than death. Save me, sire"
"By my soul, my word has gone forth,
and you must go back. The Nuncio will
blame me hugely"
Sire, let her go with me" urged the
with his RICH: hand still up
on the hilt of his concealed dagger.
81 tell thee, no she shall go back"
The King showed in every look and
that his soul was shut wholly
mp by the bloody excitement of the night,
and in his eye there was a maniac CLEAN.
Adele St. Aulnay sank down upon her
knees. and with her hands clasped towards
he King. she said:
"Sire, kill me here, if you will. 1t
would be pleasure to die by your hand
rather than be sent back to that bad man.
Oh for Gods sake. either save me from
him, or else kill me where am %
For a moment Charles was moved by
his appeal, but his heart was quickly
steeled again. and with an impatient move
Of the hand, he cried:
"Get up. You must go back to Nal
yrida. Come-no delay"
"Not so, sire." calmly spoke Aymar.
cha dotard. Do you cross me %
"In so far as Mademoiselle is concern
ID, 1 must differ from you. She cannot
70 back, for the Jesuit Fiend-"
by the Gods, old man, You had best
beware how you speak DoyOu call the
Nuncio fend ?"
cave, sire, l do. and so shall you call
him. The maiden shall not go back"
Charles gazed moment into the old
mans face. First. he turned pale, and
then red. Then he started back, and
while the small drops of white foam fairly
started from his mouth, he uttered
81 am unarmed, but you shall not live
to repeat your temerity. / have help at
hand. What no, there! What no. Z"
"Stop, sire," cried the Benedictine,
quickly starting forward and placing his
hand upon the Kings arm. 'ln the name
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