Cañon City record., 1901-10-03

ts- OHe knew " ere sne TellTeO
last night. told her she should
not escape again till she could carry
my name with her. By the mass,
sir, she sealed her own doom. Ha.
ha, ha! The Duke of Tula viii have
his Golfers filed again. Money must
come somehow, and how else so cas-
lily as this ?"
Sure enough" returned the
priest, with that old, coarse, wick
ed smile; sure enough, my lord
how?"
''ln no way. Ho, I'll put the seal
upon that budget and stamp it
mine! So here you remain until ]
am married Today-until that GER
emony Is performed ! am not sure
But tomorrow they cannot harm me
Oh, she shall be mine. Savotano:
Today she is my wife, tonight she
shares my bed. and tomorrow al:
heaven and earth and hell combined
cannot undo the work ! have ait
ed long enough have worked ind
sehemed and have puzzled my brain
to one great purpose. and yet each
step | had marked out has failed
me. Damonoff lives. the gunmaker
lives, the black monk lives-but |,
too, live Ha! | live. Savotano,
and now the work shall be done as it
might have been done at first had |
been so iisposedn
The duke had arisen to his feet
while speaking thus, and his man
ner had been frantic and excited.
As he ceased speaking he sank into
bis chair and gazed the priest in ;he
face He was all iron now Every
nerve and muscle was set, and
fierce determination was IN his soul.
There is one more scene IN the
ducaI palace, and it goes on at the
very time while the duke and his
tool were together.
Vladimir, the monk. was in the
chamber OF the countess, and the
fair occupant and her maid were
there with him.
"And YOU are sure he means 10
make you his wife today" said the
monk in continuation Of a eonvcr-
sation which had been going on for
some moments; ''that he viii have
the ceremony performed whether
You consent or not =
Yes, sir" the countess murmur-
ed. She gazed into the strange
mans face a few moments after she
had spoken, and then, starting
quickly up. she threw herself upon
her knees before him.
"0h." she cried. with her clasped
hands raised toward him, ''can YOU
not help me in this bitter moment :
/ Do not say so. Oh. l know you have
some strange power, and you may
help me. Iou cannot know the
misery / suffer. Oh. earth has nc
/ pangs more cruel, In all the long
I catalogue Of woes there Is nothing
more bitterl Sir"-and the maiden
raised both hands toward heaven as
she thus continued-"sOoner than
be that mans wife | would with my
own hand let my lifeblood out were
not the ect a sin against my God
But you NAV help me"
"Alas, lady, / cannot assure you
now"
/ "Oh. saw not so! You can help
me flee from here; you can find
some hiding place - some place
where my days can be spent in safe,
ty from this great evil"
''But how can / help YOU away
lady?"
Because YOU know some secret
entrance to the palace, You know
some secret passage, else you would
not be here now"
"rrUe," the monk replied in 4
perplcNed tone, Il do know such d
way, for b., that way ! came. and by
that wlv shall / return, but | can.
not convey you away thus. an
sorry that
The monk stopped here. for at
that moment a heavy football sound
ed without He had started up from
his scat when the door opened and
the stout duke entered The count
ess uttered one low, quick cry ant
sank down. She would have sunB
to the floor had not Zenobie caught
her and bore her to the couch.
The monk stood erect. with hi:
arms folded across his breast. but
his right hand was hidden within
the bosom Of his robe The duke
started back like one thuuderstruck
and it was some moments ere hS
could gam the power Of speech