The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1901-12-03

then at the princess, bewildered and uncer-
tain.
81 have no i'll Will against you, my lord
duke. Release him from his bond, your
highness."
Gladly. since you refuse to hold him to
his OATH" she said.
II am under an eternal obligation to you,
sir. for your leniency, and I shall ever re-
we're the princess who pardons so gracious
~ the gravest error
Yetive begged BolaroZ to continue TO
make the court his home while in Graus-
tark, and the old prince responded with the
declaration that he would remain long
enough to sign and approve the new cove
nant, at least. Before stepping from the
throne. Yetive called i'm low tones to Lorry,
a pretty flush mantling her cheek:
will you come TO me in half an hour -
For my reward?" he asked, eagerly.
"Ach!' she cried. softly, reprovingly.
Count Halfont's face took on a troubled ex-
preston as he caught the swift commun-
cation in their eyes. After all, she was a
princess.
She passed from the room beside Hal
font, proud and happy in the victory over
heart to the world, her blood tingling and
dancing with the joys of anticipation. Lor-
~ and Anguish. the wonder and admira-
ton of ALL were given short but con-
vincing levee in the hallway. Lords and Ia
dies praised and lauded them. overwhelm-
ing them with the homage that comes to
the brave. But Gaspon uttered one wish
that struck Lorry's warm, leaping heart
like piece of ice.
Would to God that you were prince of
the realm" said the minister of finance,
look of regret and longing in his eyes. That
wish of Gaspon's sent Lorry away with the
sharp steel of desolation torturing in
tensely as it drove deeper and deeper the
reawakened pangs of uncertainty. There
still remained the fatal distance between
him and the object of his hearts desire.
He accompanied Captain Quinnox to his
quarters, where he made himself present
able before starting for the enchanted
apartment in the far end of the castle
Eager. burning passion throbbed side by
side with the cold pulsings of fear,
trembling race between two unconquerable
emotions. Passion longed for the voice, the
eyes. the caresses; fear cried aloud in ev-
cry troubled throb: You will see her and
kiss her and then you will be banished."
The two emotions thus thrown together,
clashing fiercely for supremacy, at last
wove themselves into a single solid, I'M
compromising whole. Out of the two grew
an aggressive determination not to be
thwarted. Love and fear combined to give
him strength; from his eyes fed the hope
less look, from his brain the doubt, from
his blood the chill.
'Quinnox give me your hand-dont mind
the blood! You have been my friend, and
YOU have served her almost to the death.
1 injured and would have killed you in
that cell. but it was not i'm anger. viii you
be my friend in all that is TO follow2''
she has said that she loves you.' said
the captain. returning the hand-clasp. Il
am your slave as we'll as hers"
a few moments later Lorry was in her
presence. What was said or done during
the half hour that passed between his en-
trance and the moment that brought them
side by side from the room need not be
told. That the interview had had its seri-
Gus side was plain. The troubled anxious
eyes OF the girl and the rebellious, logged
air of the man told OF a conflict now only
in allegiance.
II will never give you up" he said. as
they came from the door. \ wistful gIeam
iickered in her eyes. but she did not re-
spond in words.
Near the head OF the stairway an ami
mated group Of persons fingered Harry
Anguish was in the center and the Count
ess Dagmar was directly in front of him.
looking UP with sparkling eyes and parted
lips. The Count and Countess Halfont
Gaspon, the Baron Dangloss, the Duke of
MizroX- with other ladies and gentlemen.
were being entertained by the gay-spirited
stranger.
Here he comes" cried the latter as he
caught sight OF the approaching couple.
II am delighted TO see you. Harry. You
were the friend in need old man." said
Lorry. wringing the others hand Yetive
gave him her hand her blue eyes overflow
ing.
Mr.. Anguish had just begun TO tell us
how he-how he" began Dagmar. but
paused helplessly. looking to him for re-
lief
Go ahead. countess. il isn't very elegant.