San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1891-12-23

you are not a woman. You are
the incarnation of cruelty. l have
seen it"
His eyes were cold and his voice
was stern. Unorna felt very sharp
pain and shivered as though she were
cold.
''You do not know" she answered.
.How should you?" Her glance fell
and her voice trembled.
Il know enough" he said. He
turned coldly from her, aud knelt
again beside Israel Kafka.
He raised the pale head and sup
ported it upon his knee, and gazed
anxiously into the face, raising the
lids with his finger, as though to con-
vince himself that the man was not
dead. Indeed, there seemed to be
but little life left in him. as he lay
there with outstretched arms and
twisted fingers, scarcely breathing.
In such a place, without so much as
the commone5t restorative TO aid him,
the Wanderer saw that he had but
little chance of success.
Then she heard footsteps on the
frozen path, and turning quickly she
saw that the Wanderer had lifted
Kafka's body from the ground and
was moving rapidly away, toward the
entrance OF the cemetery. He was
leaving her in anger, without word.
She turned very pale and hesitated.
Then she ran forward to overtake
him. but he, hearing her approach.
quickened his stride, seeming but lit
tie hampered in his pace by the
burden he bore. But Unorna, too,
was fleet of foot and strong.
Stop she cried, laying her hand
upon his arm. Stop! Hear me!
Do not leave me son'
But he would not pause and hurried
onward toward the gate.
Stop" she cried again. 81 will
save hlm-I will obey you'll will be
kind to him-he will die in your arms
if you do not let me help you-oh!
for the love of Heaven, wait one mo-
ment! Only one moment
She so thrust herself in the Wan
derer's path, hanging upon him and
trying to tear Kafka from his arms
that he was forced to stand still and
face her.
Let me pass!' he exclaimed, max
ing another effort to advance. But
she chung to him and he could not
move.
MOI will not let you 60" she
murmured. You can do nothing
without me, you will only kill him as
would have done a moment ago"
"And as you will do now" he said
sternly, ''if let you have your way"
BY all that is holy in heaven,
will save him-he shall not even re-
member"
do not swear. shall not believe
you"
You will believe when you see
you will forgive me-yOu will under
derstand.
Without answering he eXerted his
strength and, clasping the inSensible
man more firmly in his arms, he made
foot slipped on the frozen ground and
she would have fallen to the earth.
but she clung to him with desperate
energy. Seeing that she was in dan
ger of some bodily hurt if he used
greater force, the Wanderer stopped
again, uncertain how to act UnOrna
stood before him. painting a little from
the struggle her face as white as
death.
Unless you kill me, " she said you
shall not take him away so. Hold
b IN in your arms, if you will, but let
N speak to him"
And how shall | know that you
will not harm him, you who hate him
sa you dO?'
Gam l not at your mercy?' asked
UnoTna. IF IdeCeive you, can you
not do what you will with me, even if
try to resist you, which will not?
Hold me if you choose, lest | should
escape you, and If Israel Kafka does
not recover his strength and his con-
seriousness, then take me with you and
deliver me up to justice as a witch
as a murderess, if you will"
The Wanderer was silent for a mo-
ment. Then he realized that what
she said was true. She was in his
power,
Restore him if you can" he said.
Unorna laid her hands upon Kafka's
forehead, and bending down, whis-
pered into his ear words which were
....uulDle even to the man who held
MIN.
How came l hereP" he asked in
surprise What has happened to
me?"