Eagle River review. [volume] (Eagle River, Wis.) 1890-1927, 1896-05-14

ing more and more amazed; "did you not
send me the invitation?"
- send to you to come here? ".she cried.
On, Frank, you are mad-or dreamingw
Constance" he cried, II tell you it is
true. | received an invitation to come
here this evening. If you did not send it,
II came from the duke"
He drew from the breast pocket of his
coat card, which he held toward her.
She took it, and saw that it was a formal
invitation to her reception, written by
Count Palmatos, the dukes nephew.
1t was cowardly, contemplate" she
cried; then, turning her flashing eyes upon
her cousin, she continued, Il see it all,
Frank; it is trap"
impossible" said Frank; ''a trap would
be more cunningly laid. If / accepted a
formal invitation, where would my offense
be, or yours?"
Il tell you I am right; the whole thing
has been planned to entrap u.s. Leave
this house, Frank: am going out" y
$50 soon,' said Frank, land, Connie, do
you send me away like this?"
"Oh, do not speak so,'' she cried; 81 tell
you the ground is undermined beneath us.
Frank, entreat you," she cried, growing
more and more excited. ''See how late it
is getting. Alice has gone to fetch Mon
sleur de Santa Fee to take me to ball.
They will both be here directly, but will
pass you through that door and no one
will see you CO."
She looked at him, but he did not an
swer her. His face was CHASTITY pale; he
pressed his hand against his side and
seemed about to faint
"What is the ma tter ~ criod Comet q n 90
in alarm; Frank, are you ill?''
Yes, am little faint" he gasped;
''my wound''
Your wound?"
Yes; did you not know? I was stabbed
in the fray the other night; some ruffian
had his clasp knife at the throat of a
youth. interposed and was stabbed in
the breast-that is all. Constance, give
me some water.
The pallor of his face grew CHASTITY.
Terrified, scarcely knowing what she did,
Constance rushed from the room, return
ing with glass of water and a bottle of
| cologne. she held the water to his lips,
| then she took the scent, and gently bathe0
his forehead. When he opened his eyes
| he saw that she was crying.
Connie, he cried, "what is the mat
ter?"
Frank" she said, sit is nearly mid
| night. Do not linger now. Since every
| moment is precious and Monsieur de
Santa t'e does not come, shall go to the
| ball alone"
| "Alone?
"Yes; shall slip in unannounced, and
no one will know l went without an es-
cort, and l shall, at least, have fulfilled
| the dukes commands"
Don't speak of that man, Constance"
Frank cried, unless you want to drive
me to distraction. All! see, your love
is dead. I am nothing to you now. Well.
| perhaps it is better SO. GoOd-byv
| Without another look, without pres
sure oe the hand, he turned and would
have left her. She watched him, and as
she did SO her heart seemed torn in two.
Crank" she cried, "do you wish to kill
me? Do you not see what fortunes I
suffer? Have you no pity?"
| "Then tell me that you still love me, -
| he cried passionately. "Only once and
forever avow your love for me, and will
so in peace
''In peace?''
Eyes, and happy, even though I .rave
you forever, your words the solace and
memory of my life
She drew back as if he had struck her.
| Then her breast heaving with emotion,
her eyes blind with tears she looked the
love she felt; but he staggered back, and,
with wild cry, fell upon the couch. She
rushed wildly to his side.
Frank she cried, ''what ails you?
Speak to me! All, how pale he is! Frank,
can you not hear me? How dreadful he
looks, and his eyes are fixed. Frank!
He is dead, and have murdered him.!
(To be continued)