The times. (Owosso, Mich.) 1882-1897, 1888-11-02
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CHAPTER ".
TIE CoNsPGRAToR.


Isabella and Jeanne left the duenna at the
door, and ran to meet Masaniello. But, when
they approached him, both of them shuddered,
dnd uttered simultaneously cry of terror
The features OF the young man were full Of
terrible animation; his eyes wero bloodshot,
and IT was easy to see that rage, hatred and
every other violent passion filed his breast.
"You here, senora!" cried he, ION recogniz-
Ing Isabella. To-day is not a day for visits
and walking. You must return instantly to
the city, and take care to leave your fathers
house no more, for tomorrow carnage and
death will reign triumphant in the streets of
Naples"
"Merciful powers!" exclaimed the two
young girls.
'Senora," added the fisherman, quickly,
ibid you not tell me that your father was an
officer in the army of the viceroy? If such is
the case, and if your father loves you, let.him
break his sword this very evening, for to-
morrow there will DO neither truce nor
mercyl Tomorrow the people will crush.
without pity, every hireling of despotisn."
These last words were pronounced in a tone
of voice fitted to make the bravest shudder.
~ frighten you," continued he in q milder
manner, and approaching Isabella; pardon
me; but do not forget the advice have
given you. The measure is full; the day of
vengeance is at hand; yet let not my hands
be dyed, sonora, with the blood of your
father"
Unhappy man" said Isabella, "you your
self may be the first to fall in to-morrow's
combat"
MAY heaven hear your wordsin answered
Masaniello, provided that out of my blood
spring the liberty of Naples, that our tyr'ants
are completely vanquished, and that the
squadron YOU see yonder carries them far
away from u.s."
He pointed to the Spanish galleons, COM
manded by Don Juan Fernandez, which had
cast anchor in the bay about two hours
before %
Tomorrow" added the fisherman, ''the
gurs of this squadron will pour forth their
thunder, with a view to crush the revolt, for
they are the orders of u man who will nee
essarily support the viceroy."
Sand who is this mang' asked Isabella.
with emotion.
Juan Fernandez. He was formerly gov
ernor of the Indies, and he is now come
to marry the daughter of the Duke of ARGOS,
to whom'he brings dowry of three hundred
thousand ducats, the fruit of the most infa-
nous extortion.n
At this moment tho eye of Masaniello
lighted on the boat which had been seized
the evening before. He started with surprise.
"What do l seeP' exclaimed he "Is it a
dreamf"
Jeanne made signs to Isabella, who had as
yet, hardly recovered from tho shock pro-
duced on her by the last words of Masa-
niello.
''No, brother" said she, sit is not dream.
Providence has been at work for us in your
absence"
The fisherman looked at the two young
girls in turn. His chest heaved and bis eve
was moist Then he again turned toward
the bay and exclaimed:
'Yes, 1t is my own barkl l see once more
the companion Of my life, my daily bread,"
''But this is not oil ," said Jeanne; Gomez.
She took Masahiello by one arm, while Isa- .
bella, much affected, leaned upon the othe
The young fisherman started on, feeling
the weight Of that soft, white hand which
did not fear to come in contact with his
rough sleeve.
"WelL Masaniello," said Isabella, "will
you SELL continue to grieve your sister and
me by talking of murder, blood and car
nageY'
Masaniello listened with great emotion to
this gentle voice, which sounded like sweet
music to him.
On reaching the door of the cabin Dame
Pedrilla said TO her mistress, in low voice:
my dear child, night is coming on; we must
return"
Isabella did not even hear her, and the
angry nurse remained on the sill of the door
listening attentirely. and casting from time
to time look of suspicion into the cabin.
The viceroy's daughter was delighted with
the establishment Of Masaniello, who, on
finding his home furnished again. expert
enced the Same emotion he had felt at the
sight of his boat.
'To whom" murmured he do we owe
all thsr'
"Cannot you guess, brotherY' said Jeanne,
pointing to Isabella.
Masaniello knelt down, and, placing his
hand on his heart, said to the -viceroy's
daughter;
dispose of my life-it is yours"
"Indeed," replied Isabella, 'you owe me
no gratitude whatever; I am but too happy
at having served you," and she offered her
hand to the young man, who carried it to
his lips. $50 now" continued she, "you will
not return TO Naples, or, If you do, it will
only be to calm the people and TO quell the
Masaniello rose up hastily, passed his hand
across his forehead aud stared vacantly at
he young girl.
Calm the people - quell the revolt'
'tammered he.
"Ohl brother" said Jeanne, 'do not refuse
our bencfactrcss what she asks of you"
mot another word-what you ask is i'm
possible"
"Impossiblel" exclaimed Isabella in great
,rief.
"Yes, impossible, for tho people have my
promise"
"You must say that you have changed
your mind" said Jeanne.
"What! after they have chosen me for
heir leader1 You would have me betray
hem thcnl Never. Adicu!'
The young man turned toward the door,
out Isabella, with her hands clasped and her
ace bathed in tears, threw herself before
lin.
"Stop, Masaniello" cried she, ''just now
1ou told mo to dispose OF your life Alasl
7our offer was nothing but an empty
word" -
"Not SO, sonora. said then and | say
low: Take my life, take my blood to it's last
lrop, but leave me my honori"
"Docs honor, then, consist for you, Mas