Idaho news. (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1887-1891, 1889-09-21
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s'Serge Ormank0h'S seal or refusal 10 DC
of us any more, He struck me-
Struck your' he cried, struck you
Struck the woman he took from me,--the
woman he has asked to be his wife! have
long vowed TO do him harm, and now
"Hushp she interrupted, and heed me.
Do you still love me as you used to boast
that You didW
The man seems overcome by her ques-
ton.
"Boast!" he cried 80 ANIMAL Anus
chkam
"Serge Ormankoff through your failure
to he more explicit with him at tho door,
has left me and my plans forever she
went coldly on. ADO you still love met"
Love you. Love your he cried, light
seeming to break in upon him. "Do you
mean that you would revenge yourself upon
hima-that you would become my wife in
order to punish him who cannot live with
out you-Serge ormankofr! o, my white
dove, my angela Love you'll l worship
you, l."
sAnd it was your love that caused you
to tell Serge seriously, what told you to
tell him in jesti refer to the visit of the
American. And do you know that his re-
! fusal to assist me keeps Russia still under
/ the sway of tyrants!'
'Ah Anna" he cried abIectly, could l
help it'll who adore, l whom you have
| promised to marry before ever Serge Or
mankoff offered to aid Russia in exchange
| for your handl Anna my star, duschingka
moie, have as keen an intellect as his.
will free Russia for you-an, with this
shall the red mark on the face of my
wife call forth redder stain above the
heart of the Count Serge Ormankoff."
He tore glitteriag knife from hE
pocket.
She looked sharply at him.
Gossip Dostoyevsky," she said, tSou
have taken Serge OrmankoG from me as
you have long threatened to do. In ex-
Il change for him whom you insist l care
nothing for, and only USED for his power to
4 perfect my pans for tbs amelioration Of
tho condition of my native land, do you
give yourself to mer
"My life, all rat have and am, or can
do is thine. o beautiful one, he cried, rap
turously.
Your lifel' she said, aud something Of
her old gay manners returned "Your life!
Boasterm
He walked to her. He put the dirk into
her hand.
"Anna, . he said, 'sSerg, Ormankof will
denoun:e you tom brow. To-nigh. that
knife shall find its way to his heart.
swear il! But l am yours If you doubt
that my life, my soul, bslongs TO, you,
drive tho steel into my own heart that has
50 long been tortured by its want of YOU
''Yery pretty. And yet yol must owl
that you would xiii Serge Ocmlnko7 tc,
cause he stru * me, not lie ,ause Of tho
fear that ne viii besray my plot in which
he had a sharef"
'It Is So"
because read you, Os3ip, and / know
that it would have been yol who would
betray me, had not Serge left me to-nigh
and forever EN-. Do not know your hear
and that you would have sent me 10 Siberia
rather than that should become Counties
OrmankofF'
His face was crimson.
II love you," he answered doygedly
"Ani l swear that l will this night hav'
the life Of the man who raised his hand
against you'll swear it by the Obrass, tbs
picture of the Virgin! Besides does no
your safety demaLG the eternI silence Of
that mani"
She laughed her beautiful laugh
: .'Too truen said she. ~ know thu
should Serge live until 10 morrow shall
not be safe. Come little nearer, Oss
Dostoyevsky, little nearer"
ITO embrace you" he Grief.
His arms out, he sprang at her. Sd
. raised the dirk. His eyes were on hers
Il do not fear, Annuschku," he said
: 'my dove"
ssNor II she shrilled.
There was a fash, a plunge, and withou
II a groan he fell at her feet, the knife bnrie,
TO the hiit in his breast Serge fell lifeles
to the floor without movem ent or trc
NOR, and the crimson stream that poure
: from his breast atteste1 the fatal accurac
: Of the fair murderess' aim. Her aim ha
been sure, for the knife had found hi
+ heart She looked at the dead body in a
: the perfect cOnpo5ure Of her complete self
9 control She did not change color, she di
|. not faint or scream, and an observer coul
not tell, from her couuteuance, that any
y thing unusual had happened.
And Wallace, the spectator Of all this
He ran from the little room, down tn
y length Of the splendid salon, past the dea
"a man, past the respondent creature in pin
r velvet. She did not LOOK up she id nc
near hin-she had forgotten him.
IS But at the door Of the drawing room h
: paused for an instant and glanced back.
. Anna IvanOyua stood above the body {
the man who had loved her, and wiped
crimson stain from her soft white finger vi
o. on her delicate lace handkerchief this
waited through the apartment the intox
% eating perfume which seemed part of h
dangerous charm. Her face was pale, E'
2 lips pressed tightly together. Wallace
y nervous hand ratified the knob Of the door.
! She slowly raised her eyes and saw th
10 American. She stiffened herself.
''You did this" she said, Il will inforl
'n on you this minute"
And then her shriekes resounded throul
the place.
2, Wallace encountered no one in the marb
IL hall, although he heard scurying Of fe
p near by. Then he was out in the nigh
" fleeing for his life.
~ He was in the railway station, on q
train, and her cries were still ringing in h
Z. :, ears.
"a He did not feel safe till he was once mo
9. in America, his little fiancee listened wi
~ bated breath as he recounted his Russii
adventure Blade.