Watertown republican. [volume] (Watertown, Wis.) 1860-1906, 1897-06-09

"You are impertinent. I'm not criada
to be ordered about. You can't see my
father at this hour
Call him at once, or [ will arouse the
household"
Really, you are too violent. Besides,
the servants have gone to a bale and
noise would be useless. Let us talk of
something else. How is the fair Anita? p
Gay, Jesus!' he mutters to himself.
"Dona Julia-Julia-pleas call your
father It concerns woman who.
mot the demure Anita, hope. Surely
she can have done nothing to bring her
to grief yet"
Controlling himself with an effort, he
begins again: Julia, dear Julia, listen to
me- An innocent woman is to be SHOT
at daybreak, but your father can pre-
vent it. She is innocent"
''Ah, yes! remember. The one you
defended. My father said your work in
the case was remarkable. She poisoned
her-husband, was it? No doubt he de-
served it. Many do. Manuel" changing
her tone, 81 treated you badly that day
aud said much l was sorry for. was
angry, but meant nothing by il"
Il UNDERSTANDABLE course you didn't.
Julia. I'm sorry, too-and, Julia, por ell
amor de Dios, | must see your father.
I always did think a great deal of you,
! and all that sort of thing" he concluded,
| weakly.
very well. LII let you III, Slice Tie
portero has gone with the rest"
A moment after, the small door of the
zaguan swung open and Manuel passed
! through and into the parlor. Julia toll
lowed and took her place at the open
| window.
"Sit down, Manuel we can talk more
easily now. Ny father will doubtless
return soon. He went to the Casa
Moran early in the evening""
Then | must follow him there. Why.
in heavens name, did you not tell me at
once?" He rushed from the room, but
almost Immediately returned. "Where is
the key? The door is locked
Holding her hand through the reias
which barred the window, she said:
Here it is.''
Give it me at once" striding toward
her.
s'Another step, Manuel, and I drop it
into the street,
what is the meaning of this farce,
Oona Julia? This is no time for jesting.
Give me the key and let me go. A wom-
ans life hangs in the balance, and you
are content to trife at such timer'
81 am serious, Manuelito. What
mean is this: Either you promise to
marry me within month, or | drop the
key into the street and scream. The
serene is standing at the corner, well
within sound Of my voice, and he would
interpret the matter in but one way.
My father is not one to allow his daugh-
ter's name to suffer. You would be
obliged to marry me then, and it's better
to avoid the appearance of scandal. l
have made up my mind to marry you,
and you must confess to certain advant-
ages in the union, looking at it from
your point of view
He suppressed as much as possible his
disgust and said:
your idea is to force me to marry
you, when you know I'm betrothed to
another, a
Better woman, you were about to
say? 49, -, 49,. , 49,,
now, I'd
''Shall I drop the Eey?'
'Julia, be reasonable. Why should
you wish to marry man who, in spite
of your many charms, does not love
you?"
"a very neat compliment, Manuel.
Why? Because, strange as it may seem,
l love you, and will not-do you under
stand-will not see you married to an
other. See, the east is Frightening Il
bit, and you must be quick if you hope
to carry out your idea Of rescuing your
| innocent CLIENT
Confused ideas ran through his mind.
If he could have approached near enough
| to throttle the woman, he would have
done so. His client was even now about
to be taken from her cell. Anita would
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lips would be sealed as to this nights
work.
'Well?'
81 promise. Give me the key"
She made no movement Suddenly,
raising her head, she said: "The ring
you wear will make a pretty seal Of our
betrothal."
Drawing it from his finger, he flung it
at her feet. ''Now the key" he said
Here it is, dear. Come this afternoon,
! and -''
He was out of the room and in the
| street before she finished He broke into
a swift run, startling the serenos as he
passed, for one does not run in Mexico.
| The rapidly frightening sky frightened
| him. Within a block of the Casa Mo
ran, he met the judge, with two compan-
! ions, walking a trife unsteadily.
/ 'Senor Alcalde," he painted. He
leaned against the wall to catch his
| breath.
''Senor," he began again.
As he did so, the sun burst into view
over the eastern hills, and the muffied
sound of musketry came duly from the
| arroyo below Tho Arponaut