Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1901-08-10

| mOllleT KNOW!
"No. She said he did not tell hel
where he was going. He only left
word that he was going on bushes:
and should not return till evening"
"By heavens, ! think he has Aedp
"No, my lord, | do not think so
think he must have had business.
"But what time were you there"
"Shortly after sunrisc?"
"And he gone then"
"Aye! He had been gone ar
hour"
"It looks suspicious.' But the mer
must be there this evening. Et
shall not escape me now
"Thcre is no fear Of that, my
lord. ! will sec that he is appre'
hended as soon as he returns
"Right, Savotano, right! And now
to the other matter. | am to be
married this afternoonp
"Ah! So soon?"
eyes; | waste no more time
What is the use?"
"None. my lord-none at ALL"
"Then you must remain, for the
ceremony shall be performed as soon
as possible"
"And does the countess know OF
your determination ?"
eyes. She knew it ere she retired
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 will have
his Golfers filled 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?"
"In no way. Flo, TIL 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. Savctano!
Today she is my wife, tonigh. she
shares my bed, and Tomorrow all
heaven and earth and hell combined
cannot undo the work. | have wait
ed long enough. have worked and
schemed 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 disposed"
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
his chair and gazcd the priest in the
face. He was all iron now. Every
nerve and muscle was set, and a
fierce determination was IN mis- soul.
There is one more scene in the
ducal 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 conyrr-
sation which had been going on for
some moments; 'that he will have
the ceremony performed whether
you consent or not"
eyes, 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.
"Oh," she cried, with her clasped
hands raised toward him, 'can you
not help me in this bitter moment
Do not say so. Oh. | know you have
some strange power, and you may
help me. You cannot know the
misery l suffer. Oh, earth has no
pangS moro cruel! In all the long
catalogue of woes there is nothing
more bitter! Sir"-and the maiden
raised both hands toward heaven as
she thus continucd-"sooner than
be that mans wife | would with my
own hand let my lifcblood out were
not the act a sin against my God
But YOU may help me-"
"Alas, lady, cannot assure you
now"
"Oh, say not so! You can help
me flee from here; you can find
some hiding place - some place
whore my DAYS can bp Snrnt in safe