San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-12-30

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Can love save "a soul as well al
Sac it?" Unorna asked.
then they went away together.
They were scarcely out Of sight O
the convent gate, when another car.
riage drove up. Almost before it had
stopped the door opened and KeyOrb
Arabian's short, heavy form enc geo
and descended hastilNto the pavement.
He rang the bell furiously, and the
old FORTRESS set the gate aJar and
looked out cautiously, fearing that the
noisy peal meant trouble or disturb
ance.
The lady, Beatrice Varanger-I
must see her instantlyr' cried the
little man in terrible excitement.
"She has gone out" the FORTRESS
replied.
''Gone out? Where? Alonep"
With a lady who was here last
night-the lady with unlike eyes"
Where? Where? Where have
they gomez asked Keyork, hardly
dOl6 10 llnu DfedJn.
The lady babe the coachman drive
her home-but where she lives"
Home? TO Unorna's homer 1t
Is not true! l see it In your eyes
witch! Hag! Let me in! Let me
in, say! MAG vampires get youl
body and the Three Black Angels cas-
lots upon your soul!'
in the storm OF curses that followed
the convent door was shut violently in
his face. Within, the FORTRESS stood
shaking with fear crossing hersel.
again and again, and verify believing
that the devil himself had tried I'd
force an entrance into the sacred
place.
In fearful anger Keyork drew back.
He hesitated one moment and then re-
gained his carriage.
10 Unorna's house, he shouted.
as he shut the door with crash.
This is my house, and he is here"
UnOrna said, as Beatrice passed be-
fore her, under the deep arch of the
entrance.
Then she led the way up to the
broad staircase and through the
small outer hall to the door of the
great conservatory.
You will find him there" she
said. go on alone"
But Beatrice took her hand to draw
her in.
Must | see it alp" Unorna asked
hopelessly.
Then from among the plants and
trees a great whte-robed figure came
out and stood between them. Join
ing their hands, be gently pushed
them forward to the middle of the
hall, where the Wanderer stood alone.
1T is done!" Unorna cried. as her
heart broke.
She saw the scene she had acted so
short time before. She heard the
passionate cry, the rain OF kisses. the
tempest of tears. The expiation was
Not sight. not sound
was spared her. The strong arms o.
The ancient sleeper Held her upright
On her feet She could not fall, she
could not close her eyes, she could
not stop her ears, no merciful stupor
overcame her.
':Is it so bitter to do right?n the old
man asked, bending low and speaking
softly.
1T is the bitterness of DEATH" she
said.
1T is we'll done" he answered.
Then came a noise of hurried steps
and loud, deep voice, calling
"UnOrna! Unorna"
Keyork Arabian was there. He
glanced at Beatrice and the Wanderer,
ocked in each others arms, then
,urned TO Unorna and looked into her
ace.
ut has killed her." he said. "Who
lid itP''
His low spoken words echoed like
angry thunder.
Give her to me-" he said again.
She is mine-body and SOUL
But the great strong arms we're
around her, and would not let her
20.
Save me- she cried, in failing
ones. Save me from him"
You have saved yourself" said the
solemn voice o! the cd man.
''Saved?n Keyork laughed. From
me-" lie laid his hand upon her arm.
Then his face changed again, and the
aughter died dismaIly away, and he
lung back.
Can you forgive herp" asked the
,tter voice. The Wanderer stood
close to them now, drawing Beatrice
70 his side. The question was for
hem.
Can you forgive me?" asked