Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1901-11-27

She glared at me for some seconds to as
sure herself that was telling the truth.
Then she heayed q great sigh, her hands
! fell from my wrists, the color faded out Of
her face, and she lowered her eyes
glanced round with monlentary idea OF
escape, / SO shrank from that which was
to come But before l had well enter
tanned the notion she looked up, her face
grown calm.
Then what have you done with himr
she asked.
II have done nothing with him, an
swered
She laughed-a mirthless laugh. Bah, -
she said, do not tell me lies! That is
your honor, Isuppose-your honor TO your
friends down in the cellar theres Do you
think that do not know all about thems
Shall / give you the list? He Is very
dangerous conspirator, is Sir Thomas PEN
ruddocke, is he not2 And that scented
dandy Master Kingstonl Or Master Crewd-
son-tell me of him! Tell mo OF him,
sayp she exclaimed, with sudden return
from irony to fierce eagerness, breath
less impatience. "Why did he not come
up last night? What have you done with
hims"
shook my head, sick and trembling
How could tell herr
II see,' che said. You will not tell
me. But you swear he is yet alive, Mas
ter Cludde? Good Then you are holding
him for hostage' Is that it?" with
piercing glance at my face, ''or you have
condemned him, but for some reason the
sentence has not been e1ecutedf'' She
drew long, deep breath, for fear my
face betrayed me. THAT is it, is it, Then
there is still time.
She turned from me and looked toward
the end Of the aisle, whore dull red lamp
hanging before the altar glowed feebly in
the warm, scented air. She seemed 90 to
turn and SO to look in thankfulness as IL
the news she had learned were good In.
stead of what it was. What is the hour
fxed?" sho asked suddenly.
shook my head.
You will not tell met Well, IL mat.
tiers not, she answered briskly He must
be saved. Do you hear7 He must be saved,
Master Cludde. That is your business -
shook my head.
'sYou think it is not'" she said. We'll,
I can show you it isl Listen!"
She raised herself on step Of the fount
and looked me harshly In the face. II he
be not given up to me safe and sound BY
sunset this evening, will betray you ALI
All! / have the list here, she mnttered
sternly, touching her bosom. You, Mas-
ter BERTHE, Penruddocke, Fleming, Barnes
all All! Do you hears Give him mp
or you shall hang"
you would not do itl'' cried aghast
peering into her burning eyes.
would not do its Foolr' she Kissed.
Ill l,,,<h , ho.2
would cut it off to save hisl He is my
husband! Do you hear' He is my hus-
band-my all! Do you think ] have given
up everything, friends and honor and
safety, for him to lose him nows Mol You
say would not do 1t, Do you know what
1 have doneP You have scar there :" ~
She touched me lightly on the breast I
81 did 1t, " she said
"Yout" muttered.
Eyes, /, you blind fool I did II, sho !
answered You escaped then, and wasf
glad OF it, since the wound answered my
purpose. But you will not escape again
The cord is surer.
Something In her last words crossed my
memory and enlightened me.
You were the woman I saw lase
night, / said. You followed us from
Highgnte"
.sWhat matter7 What matter" she OK
claimed impatiently. Better be footsoro
than heartsore. Will you do now what
wants Will you answer for bis lifsf'
II can do nothing without the others,
I said.
.sBut tho others know nothing, she
answered. They do not know their own
danger. Where will you find them!
Il shall find them, / replied resolute-
". 'sAnd in any case must consult Mas
ter BERTHE. Will you come and see hims"
And bclocked up, tooi' she said stern
" and in different tone. No; 1t IL
you must do this, and you rn,nt answer
for 1t, Francis Cludde-you, and no one
else.
II can do nothing BY myself !" I -
peated.
AYE, but you can-you mussl" she re-
torted, '.or heavens curse will be upon
you'll You think mo mad to say that. Lis
ten! Listen, fooli The man whom you
have condemned, whom you have left 70
die, is not only my husband, welded to
me these three years, but your father
your father, Ferdinand Cluddc!"