Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1902-05-15


Where is the gentleman" he asked.
I'm one of the small private parlors,
SIR. ! will show you the way, il you
please"
Tbs marquis glanced again at the
card which he held. and read:
Maurice Stanton Livermore:
Give me private interview imme-
diately."
Lead me to the gentlemen" he said,
quietly, though there was a tumult in
his heart
As be reached the door of the bijou
parlor he saw . man pacing restlessly
to and fro. much as Gagged tigers are
wont 10 exercise
1t was Captain Livermore, but his
friends would have been shocked at his
appearance, for his hair was sadly lack
tng in order, his face flushed. as though
he dallied long over the wine, and his
whole aspect like that of man who
has been on a spree.
The marquis was disturbed; he an
ticipated bad news, but had not glim-
mer OF what shape it would take until
the captain, seeing him enter, advanced
to meet him.
Captain Liyermore, what can | do
for your" the marquis asked, coldly.
'Sir, have come for my wife,
The marquis started as II some one
had fired pistol shot close to his ear.
Even the most collected individual
might be trifie ratified by such an
answer. Still this did not prevent him,
while he was whipping his wits into
Linz, from excaliming.
Pardon me, sir, but fail to exactly
comprehend the meaning of what you
say"
Then I will explain further. My
first intention was TO shoot you down
on sight, but | could not forget that
once you refused to avail yourself of
che privilege of taking my forfeited
life, and swore that the man who had
been that generous should have at least
a chance to defend himself before
killed him"
Still ! am in the dark. The first
thing grasp is that she has told you
who am"
Il was a blind fool never to have
suspected 1t. You ruined me, marquis,
but surely that should have satisfied
your desire for revenge. All that had
might go and welcome, SO long as
still call my wife and babies mine.
Again say, | have come to you to de-
mand my wife"
And | reply, sir, that have not
seen your wife since last evening. when
left her in your own house, together
with her children"
Eye looked into eye. II was as though
the captains whole existence depended
upon what he read there. his manner
that of distracted man holding his
passions in check only through the
most desperate effort.
lack overton. do you swear to
that?" he demanded. hoarsely.
i do, on my life"
Again the captain met his gaze and
seemed to read his very soul through
those open windows
After all, these were two men built
pretty much upon the same model
both brave and frank BY nature-such
individuals can understand each other
through the mysterious realm OF tele-
patty.
Il cannot believe that the man whose
generous spirit caused him to fire above
my head on the other occasion would
look me squarely in the eye and speak
falsely. Yes. even against my will, |
am compelled to believe you, and |
prove 1t by offering you my hand, mar
quis; but If yon AYE rot guilty, then, in
the name of Ssatel, who has taken my
wife await left home after dinner
TO mees very important engagement
thas bad connection with my future
Aht there with the kisses OF wife and
children warm upon my face. for Fee
dora had told me all, and her distress
concerning yrSlr possible future action
had drawn rs closer together. / re-
turned sssf in the evening, just as
speedb? as 4 cab could bring me from
toe fictreia. TO find her gone and my
little earrings motherless. This note
was left behind"
sJe handed the other a crumpled
eAeet of paper, upon which had been
written in a peculiar chirography, a
long, running hand, such as is taught
In Spanish schools
ITO balance accounts.
"Guerre a mort"
When he looked up his face was ash
en- gray
Those eager. bloodshot eyes saw that
the miserable and tragic little paper.
worthy of place on the comedy stage.
had struck home.
"You have guessed he exclaimed.
II believe | know who wrote this,
and, therefore, who is at the bottom of
the outrage. In one way am to
blame. Listen, and in the shortest
possible time | will tell you about the
Senorita Juanita and the strange in
fatuatlon she has for me"
Rapidly he sketched thu romantic
story Of his life under tropic skies.
The captain might have imagined II
was leaf from such amazing tales as
the Arabian Nights, only that his own
deep interest in the matter forbade.
BY degrees he began to realize what
desperate woman they had to cope
with. and new fears for his wife's safe
~ assailed him. II was hardly to be
wondered at that the husband, who
had faced many deadly peril himself
hnfinchingly, trembled and turned to
his companion for strength in this mo-
nent of terrible distress, when the