Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-04-26

1uN Imei however, MS Dreaming was
apparent, and he was evidently returning
TO a conscious state. The Wanderer ar
ranged the pillow more comfortably under
his head, and covered him with his own
furs. Keyork, relinquishing all hopes of
trying the experiment at present, poured q
little wine down his throat.
do you think we can take him home to-
mighty" inquired the Wanderer.
He was prepared for an ill-tempered an
BWer, but not for what KeyOrk actually
said. The little man got upon his feet and
coolly buttoned his coat.
81 think not" he replied. "There is
nothing 10 be done but to keep him quiet.
Good night am tired of all this nonsense,
and 90 not mean to lose my nights rest.
You can stav with him if you please"
Thereupon he turned on his heel, making
q sign to the Individual, who had not moved
from his place since Kafka had lost con-
Bciousuess, and who Immediately followed
his master.
81 will come and see to him in the morn
ing" said Keyork, carelessly, as he disap-
peared from sight among the plants.
The Wanderers long-sufering temper
was reused, and lis eyes CLEANED angrily as
he looked after the departing sage.
"Houndr' he calculated, in a very audi
bic voice.
with the man who called himself his friend.
Keyork had behaved no worse than an ordi-
nary doctor, for be had stayed until the
danger was over, and had promised to come
again in the morning. It was his cool way
OF diselaiming all further responsibility
and of avoiding all future trouble which
elected the Wanderers resentment as we'll
as the unpleasant position in which the lat
ter found himself
lie had certainly not anticipated being
left in charge of sick man-and that sick
man Israel Katka-in Unorna's house tor
the whole night, and he did not enjoy the
prospect. The mere detail of having
10 give some explanation to the SER
wants, who would doubtless come before
long to e1tinguish the lights, was far from
pleasant. Moreover, though Keyork had
declared the patient out of danger,
there seemed no absolute certainty that a re-
lapse would not take place before morning,
and Kafka might actually die for lack of
proper assistance. His only satisfaction lay
in the certaInty-de.usiVe enough-that
Unorna could not return until the following
day.
He did not dare to take upon himself the
responsibility OF calling some one to help
him, and Of removing the MoraYian in his
present condition. The man was still very
weak, and either altogether unconscious, or
sleeping the sleep of exhaustion. Tae
weather, too, was bitterly cold, and the ex-
posure to the night air might bring on fatal
consequences. He examined Kafka closely,
and came to the conclusion that he was
really asleep. To wake him would be ab-
solutely cruel, as well as dangerous. He
looked kindly at the weary face, and then
began TO walk up and down among the
plants, coming back at the end of
every turn to look again and assure
himself that no change had taken place.
After some time he began to wonder at the
total silence in the house, or, rather, The
silence which was carefully provided for in
the conservatory impressed itself upon him
ior the first time. 1t was strange he
thought, that no one came to put out tine
lamps He thought OF looking out into the
vestibule beyond to see whether the lights
were still burning there. To his great sur
prise he found the door securely fastened
heyork Arabian had undoubtedly locked
him IN, and 70 all intents and purposes he
was prisoner. He suspected some treach-
ery, but in this hewas mistaken. Kevork
sole intention had been to insure himself
from being disturbed in the course of the
night BY second visit from the Wauderer,
accompanied, perhaps, by Kafka. 1t imme-
diately occurred to the Wanderer that he
could ring the bell. Somebody would GER
tainly come and let him out. But disliking
the idea Oi entering into an explanation, he
reSerTed that for an emergency. Had he
attempted il he would have been still further
surprised to find that it would have pro-
duced no resait. In going through the
vestibule Heyork had used Kafka's sharp
knife 10 cut one of the slender silk-covered
copper wires which passed out of the con-
servatory on that side, communicating with
the servants quarters. He was perfectly
acquainted with all such details OF the house
hold arrangement.
Kevork's precautions were in reality use
less, and they merely illustrate the ruthless
lv selfish character of the man. The Wan
derer would in all probability neither have
attempted to leave the house with Kafka
that night, nor to communicate with the
servants, even if be had been lett free to do
either, and if no one had disturbed him in
his watch. He was disturbed, however, and
very unexpectedly. between 80 and As in
the morning.
More than once he had remained seated
for long time, but his eyes were growing
heavy, and he reused himself and walked
again until he was thoroughly awake 1t
was certainly true that of allthe persons
concerned in the events of the day, except
keyork, he had undergone the most bodily
fatigue and mental excitement. But even
TO the strongest the hours of the night spent
in watching by sick person seem endless,
when there is not really strong personal
anxiety felt. He was undoubtedly inter-
ested in hafka' fate, and was resolved to pro-
tect him, as well us 10 hinder him from COM
mittiug any act of folly. But lie had onlv
met him for the first time that very after
noon and under circumstances which had
not in the first instance suggested even the
possibility of a friendship between the two.
His position toward Israel Kafka was alto
gether unexpected, and what he felt was no
more than pity for his sufferings and indig-
9stion against those who had caused them.
When the door was suddenly opened he
stood still in his walk and faced it. He
hardly recognized Unorna In the pale, dis
heveled woman with circled eyes, who came
toward him under the bright light. She,
too, stood still when she saw him, starting
suddenly. She seemed to be very cold. for
she shlvered visibly, and her teeth were
chattering. Without the least protection
against the bitter night air, she had fed
bareheaded and cloakless through the open
streets from the church TO her home.
You herel" she exclaimed in an un-
steady voice.
"Yes, 1 am still here" answered the
" sRHNSASls Dub 4dINlN SApcCtco you 10
come back tonight" he added.
At the sound of his voice q strange smile
came into her wan face and fingered there.
She had not thought to hear him speak
again, kindly or unkindly, for she had
come with the fixed determination to meet
her death at Israel Kafka's hands, and to
let tlat be the end. Amid all the wild
thoughts that had whirled through her
brain as she ran home in the dark, that one
had not once changed.
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