Savannah morning news. [volume] (Savannah) 1868-1887, 1885-12-27

Then he staked again--and again-aud
lost. And when he rose, dazed and scared
and fierccly wishing that the very walls
would crumble and crush the crowd
around him, he had nothing left-nothlng
of all the millions that had been left in the
bank when the millions OF Count SandOrf
had poured in to it's aid
TOronthal, accompanied by Sarcany,
who acted as his jallor, left the gaming
room. crossed the hall, and hurried out OF
the Casino. Then they hed across the
square to the footpaths leading to La
Turbie.
Point Pescade was already on their
traces, and as he passed had shaken up
Cape Matifou as he lay half asleep on his
bench with a shout Of
"Wake up! Eyes and legsw
And Cape Matifou had come along
with him on a trail it would not do to
| lose.
Sarcany and Toronthal continued to
| hurry on side by side. and gradually
mounted the paths which twist and wind
! on the flank OF the mountain among the
olive and orange gardens. The cap
ricious zigzags allowed Pescade and
! MatifOu To keep them in view, although
they could not get near enough to hear
them.
Come back to the hotel, silasp' sar-
cany continued to repeat in an imperi-
Gus tone. "Come back, and be cool
/ agaiuw
! "No! we are ruined! Let us part! do
not want to see you again! do not
want"
Part? and why? You will follow me.
/ Silas! Tomorrow we will leave Morocco
/ We have enough to take us to Tetuan, and
/ there we will finish our wOrkw
mo! No! Leave me, Sarcany, leave
me!' said Toronthal.
And he pushed him violently aside as
he tried to catch mold. Then he darted off
at such speed that SarOsny had some
trouble in keeping up. Unconscious of
his acts. Toronthal at every step risked
falling into the steep ravines above which
the winding footpaths lay unrolled. Only
one idea possessed him; to escape from
Monte Carlo, where he had cOnsummated
his ruin, to escape from Sarcany whose
counsels had led him to misery, to escape
without caring where he went or what be-
came of him.
Sarcany felt that his accomplish was at
last beyond him, that he was going to es-
cape him! All! If the banker had not
known those secrets which might ruin
him, or at least irretrieYably compromise
the third game he wished TO play, how lit
tie anxiety he would have felt for the man
he bad dragged to the brink of destruc-
ton! But. before he fell, Toronthal might
give last cry, and that cry he must stifle
at all hazards!
Then from the thought of the crime on
which he had resolved to it's immediate
execution was only step, and this step
Ssrcany did not hesitate to take. That
which he had intended to do on the road
to Tetuan in the sOlltudes of Morocco
might be done here, this very night, on
this very spot which would soon be de-
serted!
But just at present between Monte
Carlo and La Turbe few belated way
farers were along the slopes, A CRY from
Silas might bring them TO his help, and
the murderer intended the murder to be
committed in such way that 1t would
never be suspected. And 80 he had to
wait. Higher up, beyond La Turbie and
the frontier Of Monaco, along the Corniche
TO the lower buttresses of the Alps. ., 600
feet above the, sea Sarcany could strike
far suTer blow. Who could then come to his
victims help? How at the foot of such
precipices as border that road could
TOrOnthaPs corpse be fOund2
But, for the last time, Sarcany tried to
stop his accomplish and tempt MIN back
TO Monte Carlo.
''Come, Silas, come" said he, Selling
him by the arm. ''TO-morrOw we
will begin again! 1 have some money
left"
mo! Leave me! Leave mev' ex-
NiHiiAiOW ANANHbn@A WIN AL angry
gesture.
And if he had been strong enough to
struggle with Sarcany, If he had been
armed, he might not even have Hist
lated to take vengeance on his old
TripOlitsn broker for all the evil he had
done him.
With hand that anger made the stron-
| ger, Toronthal thrust him aside, then he
rushed towards the last turn of the path
and ran up few steps roughly cut in
| the rock between the little gardens.
! Soon he reached the main road of La
Turbie, along the narrow neck which di-
Vides the Dogs Head from Mont Agel.
the old frontier line between Italy and
France.
$50, then, silasw exclaimed sarcany.
$50, but you will not 90 far"
Then turning off to the right he scram.
bled over stone hedge, scaled garden
| wall, and ran on in front so as to precede
TOronthal along the road.
Pescade and Matlfou, although thew
had not heard what had passed. had seen
the banker thrust Sarcany away and Sar-
cany disappear in the shade.
"EhW exclaimed Pescade. "Perhaps
the best of them has gone. Anyhow To-
ronthal is worth something. And we
have no choice. Come on, Cape; forward
away"
And in few rapid strides they were
close to Toronthal, who was hurrying up
the road. Leaving to the left the little
knoll with the tower of Augustus, he
passed at run the houses then closed for
the night, and at length came out on the
Corniche.
Point Pescade and Cope Matifou fol-
lowed BIN, less than fifty yards behind.
But OF Sarcauy they thought no more.
He had either taken the crest of the slope
TO the right, or abandoned his accomplice
TO return 20 Monte Carlo.
The COrniche Is an old Roman road
When it leaves La Turbie, IL drops to-
wards Nice, running in mid-mountain by
magnificent rocks, isolated cones, and
profound precipces that cleave their ra-
vines down to the railway line along the
shore. Beyond, on this starry night by
the light OF the moon, then rising In the
east, there showed forth confusedIy the
six CULTS, the isle OF Sainte Hospice, the
mouth OF the Var, the peninsula OF Gar.
oupe, the Cape Of Antilles, the Juan Gulf.
the Lerlns islands, the Gulf OF Napoule.
and the Gulf OF Cannes, with the noun.
tains Of Esterel in the background. Here
sh0ne the harbor lights Of Beauleu a. the
base or the escarpments ofPetite- A frique.
there OF Nillefranche in front OF Mont
Leuza, and Wonder the lamps OF the fish
ing boats reflected on the calm waters OF
/ the omen sea.