Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1886-08-06

victims help? How AZ the foo, Of such
precipices as border that road could
Toronthals corpse be found?
But for the last time, Sarcany tried
to stop his accomplice and tempt him
back TO Monte Carlo.
Come, Silas come, said he, Selling
him by the arm tomorrow we wiz
BEGIN again have some money left"
MOI Leave me! Leave mer
exclaimed Toronthal, with an angry
gesture.
And if he had been strong enough to
struggle with Sarcany, if he had been
armed, he might not even have hesitated
to take vengeance on his old Tripolitan
broker for all the evil he had done him.
With hand that anger made the
stronger, Toronthal thrust him aside
then lie rushed towards the last turn OF
the path and ran up few steps roughly
cut in the rock between the little gar
dens Soon he reached the main road
of La Turbie, along the narrow neck
which divides the Dogs Head from
Mont Agel, the old frontier line between
Italy and France.
Go then, Silas !" exclaimed Sar-
cany. eco but you will not go far !"
Then turning of to the right he
scrambled over stone hedge, scaled a
garden wall and ran on in front SO rs to
precede Toronthal along the road.
Pescade and Matifou, although they
had not heard what had passed, had
seen the banker thrust Sarcany away
and Sarcany disappear in the shade.
Eli" exclaimed Pescade. Per-
haps the hest of them has gone! Any
how Toronthal is worth something and
we have no choice Come on, Cape; for.
ward 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 Mt n run the houses, then
closed for the night and at length came
out on the Corniche
Point Pescade and Cape Matifou fol-
lowed him less than fifty yards behind.
But of Sarcanv they thought no
more. He had either taken the crest of
the slope 10 the right, or abandoned his
accomplice TO return to Monte Carlo.
The Corniche is an old Roman road.
When il leaves La Turbie, il drops to-
wards Nice, running in mid-mountain
by magnificent rocks, isolated cones,
and profound precipices that cleave
their ravines 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 confusedly the six CULTS, the isle OF
Sainte Hospice, the mouth of the Var,
the peninsula of Garoupe, the Cape OF
Antilles, the Juan Gulf, the Lerias
Islands, the Gulf of Napoule, and the
Gulf of Cannes, with the mountains of
Estcrelin the background. Here shone
the harbor lights of Beaulieu Mt tho
base of the escarpments at Petite
Antique, then of Villefranche in front of
Mont Leuza, and yonder the lamps Of
the fishing boats reflected on the calm
waters of the open sea.
1t was just after midnight. Toron-
thai, as soon as he had got out of the
La Turbie, left the Corniche, and
dashed down little road leading di-
rectly to Eza n sort of eagles nest with
half-savage population, boldly placed
on n rock above a mass of pines and carob
trees.
The road was quite deserted. The
mad,nan kept on for some time without
slackeIirS MS pace or turning his head /;
suddenly he threw himself of to the left,
down narrow foot-path running close
to the high cliff along the shore, under
which the railway and carriage-road pass
by the tunnel
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