Omaha daily bee., 1885-11-04

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not the trouble 81 pushing her back, Shc
felt the necessity OF the battle. and slowly
drew back herself. She stood mutcly
against u table, so puralyzed with an
guish that she nc longer shivcrCd, with
her large eyes fixed on these two mon
who were about killing each other Tor
her.
Already, without whiting for the at.
tack, Chevnl struck into the n r with his
closed fists. He was the taller, i'll forincd,
aiming ut the face with furious blows
from both arms, one after tho ct o rs
it manuuoring with 4 pair OF s.,Jcrs.
Aud no continued TO talk. He was pos.
ing for the gallery, with II stream OF exc
cratiuns which excited him.
Mute, with ulenchcd teeth, Anton drew
up his small figure, playing the sciCn-
tiiic game, the chest and face cover.
ed by his two fists. and he watched, then
struck ont in terribly sharp aimed blows.
At first little harm was done. The wind.
mill knocks OF the one, the calm waiting
of tho other, prolonged the struggle. A
chair was upset; their large shoes crush
cd the white sand and spr1nklcd floor.
they soon wero out of breath; their
hoarsc breathing became audible, and
the r faces rcddcned, as il from an inter.
nal brazicr, whose flames could be soon
through their eyes.
Hit" screamed Cheval; down with
your carcass!"
In truth his fist flung sloppingly like q
fail, had CrunChCd the shoulder of his
adversary. He represscd u cryof pain.
There was nothing but the faint noise of
the crushing OF the muscles. And he re-
piled by II straight blow, full on the
breast, which would have broken it in il
the other had not sprung side in his
constant leaps like n goat. Nevertheless
the blow struck him on the left side so
forcibly that he rceled with suspended
breath. EnraTcd to find his arms weak
cniug from pain, he roared like II beast,
and aimed at the stomach to split it open
with his heel,
"lm split you into bits" cried he, his
voice almost Suilocatcd.
Anton avoided the blow, SO Indignant
at thus infraCtion of the laws of tho RIM
that he broke silence;
"Hold your tongue, brutal and put
down your feet, or I'll mash you to pieces
with II chart"
Then the fight grew more serious.
RaSsencur, Gisgustcd, would again have
interviewed but for the severe look of his
wife which restrained him; hadn't two
customers II right to settle an a,air at
their house? So he only placed himself
before the chimney, for he feared to see
them fall into the fire. JOuvarine, with
his quiet air, had rolled up Il cigarette,
which, however, he forgot to light.
Catherine remained motionlcss against
against the wall, her hands only in I'M
conscious movement twisting themselves
and tearing out pieces OF her dress AL
her effort was to utter no cry; not to kill
one of them by showing a preference;
and she was so bewlldcrcd besides that
she no longer knew which The liked best
or whose death sine awaited.
Chnval was exhausted. bathcd in per
SEPARATION, striking at hazard. Ia spite
OF his wrath Anton continued to guard
himself, parrying nearly all the blows;
though some graaed him. His ear was
split, Il nail tore OF II strip OF his neck
and, with such II Smarting, that he swore
in his turn in giving. one of his terrible
straight. forward blows. Oace more
Chaval saved his chest by a jump, but he
had stopped, the fist reached his face,
crushed his nose and drove in his eye.
Instantly Il stream OF blood poured from
his %nostrils, the eye intianfed. swellcd up
and turned blue. The miserable wretch,
blinded by this red flood, dizzy from his
stunned brain, was striking the air wild
ly with his arms when another blow, full
in the breast at last finished him. There
was IL frightful crash he fell on his back
with II dull sound like II bag of sand.
Anton waited. Get up. Ii you want
any more, we'll begin again"
Without replying, Chaval, after n few
seconds OF stupefact on, owed him self
on the ground and stretched his limbs,
He gathered himself up with difficulty
and remained an instant on his knees,
| like IL ball, with his right hand unseen in
his pocket, then, when on foot, he roared
AGAIN with savage fury.
But Catharinc had seen; and in spite of
herself, by the great cry which sprung
from her heart, and ast0nishished her
like the avowul of Il preference of which
she was herself unconscious, she warned
the young man.
cake care. he has his knifel"
Anton only hal tins to parry the first
thrust with his arm. His clothing was
cut by the thick blade-one of those
blades with a brass ferrule fixed In Il
wooden handle. He seized Cheval's arm;
u frightful struggle commenced. for he