Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-11-08

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In moment the doctor had restored
! fxedly,-
"sarcanyl sarcany~ he whispered to
| himself
1t was advisable Tor Pierre to take some
rest AFTER the shock he had Just received.
| He decsined to do 80.
"No," said he. "You told me to begin
! with-'and first for the story OF DR.. Ante
/ klrtt which begins when Matthias San
dorf threw himself into the waves of the
Adriatic'-"
Eyes, Pierre"
! Then there is something else ought
! 10 know about Count Matthias Sandorf."
! Are YOU strong enough to hear itg"
! "Speak."
"Be it So" replied the doctor. at is
better to finish with the secrets that you
| nave right to know, with all the
! terrible past that will never return.
/ Pierre, you thought l had abandoned you
because | had lett Gravosa! Listen
then and judge for yourself.
"You know, Pierre. that on the evening
OF the day fixed for our execution my
companions aud l attempted to escape
/ from the fortress Of Pisino; but Ladislas
Zathmar was caught by the warders just
as he was going to join us at the foot OF
the donJOn. Your father and /. swept
away by the torrent of the Buco, were al.
ready out Of their reach.
AFTER miraculOusly escaping from the
| whirlpOols of the Foiba, when we set foot
on the Leme canal we were noticed by a
scoundrel who did not hesitate to sell our
heads to the government who had Just put
price on them. Discovered in the house
! OF R0Ylgno fisherman Just as he was
about to take as across the Adriatic your
father was arrested and returned to Psi
no. was more fortunate and escaped
| You know that? But this you do not
| know.
"Before the information given to the po-
lice by this Spaniard named Carpena-in-
! formation which cost Ferrato the fisher
man his liberty and, few months after
wards, mis- lite-twO men had sold the Sc
| cret OF the cOnspirators OF Trieste"
Their namesr' interrupted Pierre.
! 'First of all, ask me how their treach-
cry was discovered" said the doctor.
And ne hurriedly told what had passed
in the cell OF the donjon, and explained
the acoustic phenomenon which had re-
vealed the names of the traitors.
''Their names, doctorV exclaimed
Pierre. "YOu will not rsfuse to give me
their names?'
81 will tell you"
"Who were they?'
Gone of them was the accountant who
had introduced himself as spy into Zath-
mars house. The man who tried to as
sassinate you! Sarcanyv'
"SarcanyV exclaimed Pierre, who
found sufficient strength to rise and walk
/ towards the doctor. "Sarcany! That
scoundrel And you knew It'll And YOU
the companion of Stephen BathOry, you
who offered his son your protection, you
| to whom had Entrusted the secret Of my
love, you who had encouraged me, you
allowed him to introduce himself into ST.
las Torontha's house when you could
have kept him out with a word. And by
your silence you have authorized this
crime-yes, this crime-which has de-
hvered over that unfortunate girl to Sar-
| canyW
"Yes, Pierre, did all that"
"And why?'
because she can never be your WIFE"
''She can never be my wife?''
because il Pierre BGthOry marries
Miss Toronthal he will be guilty of a still
more abominable crime"
"But why? Whyr asked Pierre in a
parOXysm Of anguish.
because Sarcany had ar accomplice.
Yes, an accomplish in the horrible
scheme which sent your father to his
DEATH And that accOmplice-it is nee
essary that you should know twas the
banker of Trieste, Silas Toronthalv'
Pierre heard and understood. He could
make no reply. A spasm contracted his
lips. He sank, crushed to the earth, and
horror completely paralyZed him. His
pupils dilated and his look seemed to be
plunged into unfathOmable darkness.
The parOXysm lasted but few seconds,
during which the doctor asked himself if
the patient were about TO succumb under
the dreadful operation to which he had
submitted him.
But Perre's nature was as energetic as
! his own. He gained the mastery over his
| tortured feelings. Tears swelled up into
his eyes. Then he fell back into his chair
and held out his hand to the doctor,
who said to him in a gentle, serious
voice:
"Pierre, to the whole world you and l
are dead. Now | am alone in the world
with no friend, no child. VIII you be my
sOnr'
Eyes. Father" answered Pierre,
And the father and son sat clasped In
| each otiser's arms.