Omaha daily bee., 1902-08-24

the opening where the boy had gone, but
was not Mortimere in the same position
she had beeng She had seen him drop on
his knees when Disblo dashed out; he must
be sorely hurt; now he was Keeling like q
drunken man, as he fought the mad brutes.
This way" she painted, catching him by
the coat aud pulling him toward the win
dow.
An, that was ~ He saw her now. II
steadied his senses. II was the girl; and
she had called him-"Mortimerl'
Back" he yelled. irrelevsntly. in an.
swer, cutting Disblo across the face with
the fork. It was pandemonium.
Get through the window the girl
screamed in his ear. "Quickl nowl" and
she pushed him toward Il.
"You-hrst-baok you devils!" and he
pressed away from her, closer to the horses.
thrusting and striking with the steel
pointed fork.
The horses we're giving way; Diabio was
fighting half through the door, weakening
before the onslaught Of the powerful chest
nut. Even In battle, as in a race, the
stamina Of the Lazarone blood was telling:
the bulldog courage Of the strain was strong
upon Lausanne now that he was reused.
Quick. you can get outl" again called
the girl.
"You nrst."
This dreary repetition was the only ex-
preston Mortimer's numbed senses seemed
equal to, but he fought the horses with the
ferocity Of a tiger; his wound but enraged
him.
They could both escape, Allis knew. II she
could bring Mortimer to understand. but
they must do It quick, II at ell. II was
useless. He seemed conscious Of but one
idea; that he must drive the fighting AMI
mails out into the passage to save her.
She was not afraid now: the mans pres
ence had driven that all away. Even at
the coming OF Lausanne she had felt that
somehow she would come through the terri
BILE melee safely.
It was useless TO speak to him Of the
window, neither would go first; so with her
riding whip she fought side by side with
Mortimer, springing back from the swift
cutting %forefeet; sometimes even hugging
close to the side OF a horse as he dashed
out from behind, and once saving Mortimer
from being cut down, by pulling him swiftly
from under a raised foot.
In the end the stations we're forced out
into the passage. just as Mike came rush
ing on the scene.
But the battle had warmed. Twice Diablo
had been pulled to his knees. forced Town
by the fierce strength that was Lausanne's;
the black was all but conquered. The
trainers voice checked LAuzanne's fury;
even the boy had plucked up courage to
return, and between them the chestnut
was driven into his stall.
All the fight had been taken out OF
Diablo. He struggled to his feet, and stood
trembling like a horse that had come OUT
Of a fierce cutting race. On his arms wero
the marks of Lauzanne's teeth, where they
had snapped like the jaws Of g trap; from
his crest trinkled q red stream that dripped
to the floor like water from a running
cave. All the fierce fire OF hate had gone
from his eye. He hung his head dejectedly
and his TANKS vibrated like a silken has
in the wind.
Lausanne, too. bore evidence of a vicious
strife. On one quarter, where pish!o's
sharp hoof had ripped. was a cut as though
he had been dashed with a sickle. and his
withers were torn.
Mortimer and Allis had come out of the
stall, and the man. exhausted by the strug-
gle, leaned YEARLY will pale, drawn face
against the wall; the floor seemed slipping
from under him; he felt a sensation Of
swiftly passing of into nothingness. He
was Just sleepy, that was all. but a sleepi-
ness to fight against; he must still fight.
you are badly hurt" 1t was the girl's
voice. He was almost surprised that he
recognized 1t, everything was so confused.
He answered, heavily. Yes, I'm-Tm-
l want-to lie own"
Here. lean on my shoulder" It was
Mikes voice this time. 'This is bad bust.
ness" the trainer was saying; I'VE must
get him out OF this; he's nearly knocked
out. Are you all right. miss? 20 turning TO
Allis.
The wounded man turned guilty; he had
forgotten the girl. Yes, surely she had been
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I'm just frightened, that's ALL" answered
Allis. "Mr. Mortimer saved me-"
Had he? he wondered. How had he come
in there. anyway. His mind refused to
work out the problem. his side was so
sore.
"Your arms broke said Mike, passing
to Mortimer's right side. Come lean on
me, sir. Can you walk? I'll put you In the
: buggy and drive you to the house"
At the first step Mortimer staggered and
swayed like a drunken man. In his side
we're many sharp things pulling him down
like graphing irons; on his head was a
. great heavy weight that crushed hts feet into
the hard planks; his knees gave way under
this load and he would have fallen but for
Mikes strong arm.
"Tm-afraid-;" then he set his teeth
hard, his voice had sought to end the SEN
, tence in a groan Of anguish; the thing that
was tearing at his side had whistled in his
lungs.
Allis stepped forward swiftly and, passing
her arm about his waist, helped Mike lead
him to the door. Twice she put her left
hand up and brushed way the tears from
her eyes; the struggle had unnerved her.
Very helplessly against her swayed the
man she had laughed at and ridiculed not
half an hour before. And he had been
crushed saving her! But that was not why
the tears came-nOt at all. She was un-
strung.
And he's got grit" she kept muttering Ia
herself; he has never even groaned."
Together they succeeded in getting him
into the buggy; then, gently. Mike drove to
the house.
:, CTo Be ~Continued.)