Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1901-07-10
CHAPTER TX.
THE MASK FALLS LOWER DOWN AND RE
VEALS THE HEART

she found all dark Wltnln. ont
moved into the room, and, shading
her candle with her hand, she gaz
ed about. The wind still howled
fearfully without, and the snow
came driving against the windows
When the girl had reached the ex'
tremity Of the place, she called hel
mistress name, and she was answer
ed by low groan from the couch in
the corner. Thither she FASTENED
and there she found her mistress.
'Rosalind my mistressp she
cried, kneeling down.
"Who is it?" the maiden asked
starting up and gazing frantically
around.
at is l, Zenobie. Say, my dear
good mistress, what is it? What is
the matter? What has happened p
With quick movement Rosalind
put her attendant away and sat up
and, having gazed about her fol-
some moments, she muruIured:
"Where am /? Who is here?"
'It is I. You are in your OWL
chamber. Come, you are cold here
Without resistance the maiden
suffered herself to be led to the
place where the heated air came uI
from the furnace below, and there
she sat down.
"What is it?" again asked Zeno.
bic eagerly. "What has happened p
Rosalind bowed her head upon
her hands, and after some moments
of thought she looked up. She was
very pale, and fearful tremol
shook her frame.
"Zenobie," she uttered in a low.
strange whisper, task me no more
now. | am not we'll. Oh, ask me
no more now"
"My Mistress" returned the
faithful girl, placing one arm about
Rosalind's neck, 'you know what
you may tell me and what you may
not. But whom will you trust il
you trust not me? Oh, give me
your love, and if ! can serve you lei
me do So"
81 would trust you with life it.
SELF" the maiden returned, "and
some time you shall know all that
has happened here, but not now
not now. Oh, | cannot speak il
nowp
"Say no more, my mistress; only
let me serve you. You will have
some refreshment - something to
eat"
"You may bring me some wine
Zenobie."
And thereupon the young girI
hastened away.
In the meantime the duke was in
his private room below. He was
pacing to and fro across the floor
with his hands behind him, and his
brow was dark and lowering. Ever
and anon he would stop near the
door and listen and then proceed
At length there came rap upon the
door, and the duke said, "Enter.' D
1t was a priest who entered the
apartment-a small, deformed man
somewhere about so years of age
His face was very dark, his features
sharp and angular, his eyes dark
and sunken deep into his head, his
brow heavy above the eyes, where
the shaggy brows hung over, but
sloping back from thence, leaving
the points where phrenologists 10.
cate benevolence and veneration de,
ficient and flat. Upon his shoulders
he wore huge, ungainly hump, and
all in all. he was just such man as
a timid person would shun. His
name was Savotano. The duke had
been the means of getting him into
the church, and in consideration
thereof he had bound himself to dc
the dukes evil work. But this is
not all.
Some years before there had beer
a murder in Moscow, and Savotanc
did the bloody deed. 1t was work
of pure vengeance. Olga had hin
apprehended, but he was moi
brought to justice. The duke found
him to be shrewd, unscrupulous
wretch, willing to serve those who
would pay MIN we'll and ready to LET
himself then to any one who coulo
save his life. Olga was man Of
plots and schemes. He fancied that
such a man as Savotano might bt
of use to him, so he proposed tt
save him if he would serve his benc
factor. The villain was glad enough
to accept the proposition, and the
bargain was made. Could Savotant
enter the church and assume the
sacred garb he might in many case:
work to better advantage. The
wretch readily agreed to this, too
and through Olga's powerful inhu
ence he gained place in the church
He knew that the duke held his yer,
life, and he failed not to serve him
His clerical robes shielded him from
much suspicion, and, moreover, th'
place gave him additional advan