Marshall County Republican. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1856-1878, 1877-06-14
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Of Johanna's countenance changed
She arose to her feet-her eyes wer
dried, and bright fire sparkled am
snapped in their depths. sfrsl5
"Moritz Kraunich, " she said, Il an
not used to hearing such languag
applied to myself. You forget your
self, sir"
No, l do not, pretty one. hav'
not forgotten the adventurer OF yes.
terday. Neither have L forgotten 1
certain mornings walk that tool
place in the garden of the castle
My memory is good, I assrue you.
Johanna was startled by these
words, for she comprehended in an
instant their meaning. Could 1t be
possible, she thought, that Kraunich
had heard that conversation which
she held with William Reinberg in
the garden. From his words she
knew it must be SO, and entirely
overcome with new terror she sank
into her seat again.
Il see you understand me-" con-
tinued the major, with an exultant
look: @and now trust you will know
how to obey me. Remember, I have
said that the marriage shall take place
tomorrow"
AButyou can grant short respite,
urged Olivia
Not an hour"
"But my child is not prepared"
"Then that is her own fault. She
has had time enough"
"You cannot know, sir, all that she
has to do in preparation. s,
"Stop-stop. madam. I know all
that there is need Of knowing, and as
for preparation, she is as well pre-
pared now as she will be at any
time. You need not color the matter,
more. Have your daughter in readi-
ness and all will be we'll"
The timid baroness could say no
more. She shrank from the dark.
looks OF the man before
her, and she felt uneasy in his pres
ence. She waited a few moments 10
see IL he had more to say, but as he
silent she arose and took
Johanna by the hand. ,ts..
Tomorrow, at noon," said Kraun-
ich. as Olivia and her daughter start
ed to leave the room; but neither OF
them made any reply. They only
FASTENED to get from the presence OF
the bold. bad man.
Six days had now passed, and this
was the seventh, since William Rein
berg left on his mission. Johanna
had waited patiently for his return
till the dawning OF the present day,
but now she began to fear that all
was not as it should be. She feared
that some accident had befalIen him.
and that he would not return to tell
Of his success till after the noon Of
the morrow had passed.
Night came, aud still no Reinberg
had returned. The castle clock struck
nine. and the baroness and Johanna
sat alone in their chamber. The
without was dark and stormy.
a heavy rain having set in since night
fall. The great drops battered
against the window panes most
and as Johanna sat by
the window and listened to them her
own soul gave response to their
monody.
~If he comes not night" she
said as she turned TO her mother,
Athen we will have to flee from the
castle. You must go with me-"
THAT is easily said, my child" re-
turned Olivia, with dubious shake
OF the head; "but how shall We carry
it out? This storm will undoubtedly
continue till morning, and then it is
too late"
we must not mind the storm, my
mother. Oh, what is storm OF the
elements without, compared with
what / must meet IL / remain here
through the morrow We must CO. .
But you know there is strange
porter at the gate?"
I'VE must go by some OF the pos
terius. We may find one OF them
open; or at least. some OF our friends
in the castle can get us the key
And where will you go?" asked
the baroness.
@To the cot OF Rupert Ellendorf.'
"Ah me, this is terriblel" Olivia us-
tered, in a respondent tone. Il do
not dare to trust to the forest in this
storm, and yet l would not trust you
here till the morrow"
MY dear, mother, where all is dark
and gloomy-where, on all hands.
Whatsoever way we may turn. dan
gers beset us--we can only choose
between dangers, for there is absolute
safety nowhere. Then our only conrse
is, to choose the least of the dangers
that beset us. The forest is our SAT-
est choice, and Ellendorfs cot must
be our first stopping place, for to the
village Idare not CO."
Johanna had ceased speaking, and
while yet her mother was pondering
upon her words, the clock OF the
castle told the hour of ten. The voice
Of that great tongue sounded mourn
fully in its deepness. and when its
tones were lost among the far of
mountains, it seemed like the dying
breath of some huge monster. Both
the mother and daughter seemed
worked upon by the same feeling. for
they were both silent and they had