The Wellington enterprise. [volume] (Wellington, Ohio) 1867-188?, 1885-01-21
cenerl started and looked al me,

"Yes, there was another; there by
an accident A man who could hear
but not see. A man whose life | pleaded
for as for my own"
II thank you for having saved it,"
"Yoa thank me. Why should you
thank me-" s q
IF you,saved any ones life it was
mine. / was that man."
"You that manr' He looked at me
more attentively-"Yes; now the feat
ures come back to me- | always won
dered that your face seemed so familiar
Yes. / can underestimate am doctor
your eyes were operated upon?"
"Yes-most successfully"
"You can see well now-but then! |
could not be mistaken, you were blind
You saw nothing"
"a saw nothing, but l heard every
thing"
"And now Pauline has told you what
happenedP"
"Pauline has not spoken"
Ceneri rose, and in great agitation
walked up and down the room, his
chains rafting as he moved. 81 knew
it," he muttered in Italian. 81 knew it
such crime can not be hidden"
Then he turned to me. "Tell me
how you have learned thisP Teresa
would die before she spoke. Petroff is
dcad-died, as told you, raving mad. !"
From his last words presumed that
Petrof' was the third man had seen,
and also the fellow-prisoner who had
denounced Macari.
"Was it Macari-that double dyed
traitor? No--he was the murderer
such an avowal would defeat his ends
Tell me how you knowP"
81 would tell you, but I suspect you
would not believe me.
"Belieye you!' he cried, excitedly.
Il would believe anything connected
with that night-it has never left my
thoughts-Mr. Vaughan. the truth has
come to me in my captivity. l am not
condemned to this life for a political
crime. My sentence is Gods indirect
vengeance for the deed you witnessed" ="
It was clear that Ceneri was not such
o hardened ruilian as Macari. He, at
least, had conscience. Moreover, rs
he appeared to be superstitious, he
would perhaps believe me when | told
him how my accurate knowledge had
been obtained.
81 will tell YOU" l said, provided
you pledge your honor TO give me the
full history Of that fearful crime and
answer my questions fully and truth
fully"
He smiled bitterly. "You forget my
position, Mr.. Vaughan, when you speak
of honor Yet Ipromise all you ask. "
So | told him, as shortly and simply
as could, all that had occurred all |
had seen. He shuddered as again de-
scribed the terrible vision.
"Spare me-" he said, II know il all
Thousands Of times / have seen it or
have dreamed tit will never leave me-
But why come to me? Pauline, you
say, Is recovering her senses-she would
have told you al"
II would not ask her until saw you
She IS herself again, but am a stranger
to her-and unless your answer is the
one hope for we shall never meet
again."
III anything | can do to atone"
he began, eagerly.
"You can only speak the truth.
Listen. ] taxed the murderer, your ac-
complice, with the crime. Like You,
he could not deny it, but he justified
TT
"How-tell me" painted Ceneri.
For n moment paused. fixed my
eyes upon him to catch every change OF
feature to read the truth in more than
words.
"Hc vowed to me that the young man
was killed by your instructions that he
was--oh, God, how can | repeat it!-the
lover Of Pauline, who, having dishon-
ored her, refused to repair his fault.
The truth! Tell me the TRUTH
almost shouted the last words my
calmness vanished rs thought Of the
villain who had. with mocking
smile, coupled Pauline's name with
shame.
Ceneri, on the other hand, grew calm
er as he grasped the purport of my
question. Bad as the man might be,
even stained with innocent blood,
could have clasped him in my arms rs
read in his wondering eyes the baseless.
ness of the foul accusation.
THAT young man-the boy struck
down by Macari's dagger-was Pau
lines brother-my sister child--Antho'
ny March,