Pittsburg dispatch. [volume] (Pittsburg [Pa.]) 1880-1923, 1891-03-29

1 toned place. She had thrown aside her
| furs, and was sitting in an attitude of deep
thought. Her dress was black, and in the
soft light of the shaded lamp she was like
dark, marble statue, set in the midst OF
| thick shrubbery in a garden. Her elbow
rested on her knee, her chin upon her beau
tiful, heavy hand; only In her hair there
was bright color.
| She knew the Wanderers footstep, but
| she neither moved her body nor turned her
| head. She felt that she grew paler than be-
fore, and she could hear her heart beating
strongly.
"I come from Israel Ka!ka," said the
Wanderer, standing still before her.
She knew from his tone how hard his face
must be, and she would not look up.
"W hat of him?" she asked. in a Voics
without expression. SIS he well?"
"He bids me say to you that he has prom
ised before heaven to take your life, and
that there is no escape from a man who is
ready to lay down his own."
Unorna turned her head slowly toward
him, and very soft look stole over her
strange face.
"And you have brought me his message
this warning-to save me?" she said.
"As l tried to save him from you an hour
ago. But there Is little time. The man is
desperate; whether mad or sane 1 cannot
tell. Make haste. Determine where to 70
for safety, and will take you there"
But Unorna did not move. She only
looked at him, with an expression he could
no longer misunderstood. He was cold and
impassive.
81 fancy it will not be safe to hesitate
long," be said. "He is in earnest"
81 do not fear Israel Kafka, and fear
a 81. LII
"Why does he mean to kill me?"
II think that in his place most very human
men would feel as he does, though religion,
or prudence, or fear, or all three together,
might prevent them from doing what they
would wish them to do."
"You too? And which of the three would
prevent you from numbering me?"
''None, perhaps-though pity might"
81 want no pity, least of all from you.
What have done, 1 have done for you, and
for you only"
The Wanderers face showed only cold
disgust. He said nothing.
you do not seem surprised" said Unorna.
"You know that love you?"
81 know il"
A silence followed, during which Unorna
returned to her former attitude, turning her
eyes away and resting her chin upon her
hand. The Wanderer began to grow i'm
patient.
81 must repeat that, in my opinion, you
have not much time to spare" he said. "If
YOU are not in place of safety in half an
hour. cannot answer Tor the consequences"
mo time? There is all eternity What
is eternity, or time, or life, to me? I will
wait for him here. Why did you tell him
what did, if you wished me to live?"
hr- 4 tn ha
why did you exercise your cruelty upon an
innocent man who loves you?''
"Why? There are reasons enouohP'
o Unorna's voice trembled slightly. "You do
not know what happened. How should you?
You were asleep. You NAV as well know.
since 1 may be beyond telling you in an
hour from now. You may as we'll know how
[ love you, and to what depths have gone
1own to win your love-"
II would rather not receive your conf
lence, the Wanderer answered haughtily.
,ame here to save your Lie, not to hear your
confessions"
"And when you have heard, you will no
onger wish to save me. Ii you choose to
cave me here, will wait for Israel Kafka
llone. He may kill me il ne pleases. do
lot care. But If you stay you shall hear
What have to say"
She glanced at his face He folded his
rms and stood still. Whatever she had .
lone, he would not leave her alone at the
mercy of the desperate man whom he ex-
,ected every moment to enter the room. If
he would not save herself, he might never
heless disarm Kafka and prevent the deed.
his housekeeping energy revived in him
he thought of a struggle was not disagree
Ible.
81 loved you from the moment when I