Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1901-11-30
thronged the high bank. and they came

her turn. Inc colo water OIL Tue pure
stream seemed to give back life to the
old woman and the young girl. Sud
denly Nadia, as she left the banks
Strengthened herself. An involuntary
cry escaped her lips.
Michael Strogoff was there and only
some PAGES from her! 1t was he!
At the cry Of Nadia Michael Strogoh
had started, but he had sufficient com
mand Of himself not to utter a word
which could compromise him.
And yet at the very moment that Ma
dia had recognized him he had recog'
nized his mother. Michael Strogoff at
this unexpected meeting. not feeling
himself to be any longer master Of HIM
self, raised his hand to bis eyes and i'm.
mediately left the spot. Nadia was In
stlnctively Fastening forward to rejoin
him when the old Siberian whispered
these words In her ear:
"Stay, my daughter!
ut Is hep answered Nadia In voice
trembling with emotion. HE lives,
mother! 1t Is her
1T Is my son." answered Maria Stro-
gofr; 1T Is Michael Strogoff. and you
see that l do not take one step toward
him. Follow my example"
Michael Strogof had just experienced
one Of the most violent emotions which
1t Is ever given to man to fee' His
mother and Nadia were there. Those
two prisoners, each Of whom seemed to
hold the first place In his heart. were
there Joined with him In one common
misfortune. Did Nadia know who he
was? No. for he had seen the gesture
Of Maria Strogof holding her back at
the moment she was about to rush upon
him. Maria Strogof had understood
all and kept her secret.
Michael Strogoff could then hope that
this fresh and unexpected meeting at
the camp Of Zabedeiro would have no
Injurious consequences neither for his
mother nor for himself, but he did
not know that certain particulars of
that scene. rapidly as 1t had passed,
had been gained by Sangarre. the spy
Of Ivan Ogareff.
The gypsy was there. few PAGES
from the bank. watching as ever the
old Siberian. without her suspecting 1t.
She had not been able to perceive MI
chael Strogoff. who had already dis
appeared when she turned round, but
tie gesture Of the mother. withhold
ing Nadia. had not escaped her. and q
light from Marfa's eyes told her every
thing.
There was no longer any doubt that
the son of Maria Strogoff. the courier
of the czar, was now at Zabedeiro
among the prisoners ct Ivan Ogaren.
Sangarre did not know him, but she
knew he was there. She did not then
attempt to discover him. q thing which
would have been impossible In the
midst Of this numerous crowd.
As for again spying after Nadia and
Maria Strogod, this was equally use
less. 1t was evident that these two wo-
men would be on their guard. and II
would be impossible to seize by sur
prise anything Of nature to compro-
mise the courier Of the car.
The gypsy had then only one thought
to warn Ivan Ogareff. Wherefore she
Immediately left the camp.
A quarter OF an hour afterward she
arrived at Zabcde!ro and was shown
into the house occupied by the lieuten.
ant Of the emir.
Ivan Ogareff Immediately received the
gypsy.
what do you wish. sangarre?" he
asked.
"The son of Maria Strogoff is ut the
camp" answered Sangarre.
"a prisonerY
"a prisoner"
"Ah," cried Ivan Ogareff. 81 knew
"You knew nothing. lvan," said the
gypsy, "for you do not even know
him."
"But do you know him? You have
seen him, Sangarre?'
IL have not seen him. but saw his
mother betray herself by movement
which has told me everything"
"Do you not deceive yourself"
II do not"
"You know the Importance l attach
to the arrest Of this courier" said Ivan
Ogareff. "If the letter which was sent
to him from Moscow reaches lrkutsk.
and 1t should be handed to the grand
duke, the grand duke would be on his
guard, and I should not be able to
catch him. must have this letter at
any price. Now. you have just told me
that the bearer of this letter Is in my
power. repeat 1t, Sangarre, do you
not deceive yourself?
Ivan Ogareff had spoken with great
animation. His emotion bore testimony
to the extreme Importance he attached
to the possession of this letter. San
garre was not at all troubled with the
persistency of the fresh inquiry.
81 am not deceived, Ivan," she an
swered.
"But, Sangarre, there are at the camp
several thousand prisoners. and you
say you do not know Michael Stro-
goff?"
NO" answered the gypsy, whose
face lighted up with savage joy. II
indeed do not know him, but his moth
er does. Ivan. we must force the moth.
er to speak"
Tomorrow she shall speak" said
Ogareff.
Then he held out his hand to the gyp-
sy, and she kissed it. without there be-
ing In this net of respect habitual to the