The Guthrie daily leader. [volume] (Guthrie, Okla.) 1893-1996, 1902-01-24


hRrshly "You had the cheek to tell me
10 my rooms that she loves you. Ahl
We shall see, my young idiot--she shall
love no one but me. Remember I have
ssid IT,"
"You brought me here, thenl" ex-
Stained Gielow, IN wonder
Certainly" was the counts reply.
de set Lis lantern down and leaned
against the closed door.
"Where am ], in the name Of mercy1"
gasped Gielow.
"Yor will never know that" an
iwered the count, with a satisfied smile.
'Would you believe that you have been
heeping on that straw for three days
and three nights7"
'That may be-" slowly replied the
artist, "for / am starving"
"Ah. yes, II is time for You to feel
that way" replied Bantinni 1T will
be hard from now on could let you
sleep your life away without a mo-
ment's pain ~ were to hypnotic you
again, but ] shall not waste the time"
~ was under your influence, then ?"
Completely"
"And for what reasonY"
/ The count laughed.
81 don't mind telling You my plan.
Il viii give you something TO think
about iu your solitude. If YOU will re-
dect you win remember that Caruthers
was the only barrier 10 any mans mar
ryiug Miss Huntington and getting the
benefit Of her fortune. Wei, Caruthers
Is non est; he has been murdered On
!he night the crime was discovered you
confessed to your servant ia my pres
snce that you had committed the deed;
then you packed your bag and fled"
absurd" said Gielow. slowly, his
staring eyes fixed in horror on the face
sf the Italian.
"Eou remember nothing about it, for
you were hypnotized," said the count;
"but, if you will believe az eye witness,
you played the part most naturally.
The papers of New York have been full
OF you for the past three days"
The count paused and feasted on Gle
lows expression.
what have you to say to that?" he
added, with fiendish chuckle.
81 simply don't believe it, said the
prisoner, slowly. "You have cut me OFF
from information and intend to torture
my mind with your Satanic Inventions"
"Ob, that's it, eh? Wen. how do you
like the looks OF that?"
Bantinni took from his pocket a fold
ed newspaper, and opening it held the
front page where the sullen rays Of the
lantern fen upon the head lines.
That's plain enough 10 be read from
where you are" he said. There's
your name at the sop"
The big black letters seemed TO
stamp themselves on the brain of the
artist. They drew him, as it were, by
force to a sitting posture, then he COW
cred his face with his hands and sank
back on bis pallet of straw.
Bantinni drew nearer him and swung
his lantern over his face II was as II
he feared his victim had succumbed to
the ordeal Seeing his fear unground-
ed, he laughed lightly.
"You must not die too quickly" he
said; 1T would not suit my purpose.
Since you have been here you have aid
cd me vastly, and ] may need your as
sistance again"
Gielow made no answer. He had
folded his white lips together as il to
keep them IN subjection.
"You seem TO have little curiosity"
went on the count you have good
control over the features. but can
make you wri,he. What IL / were to
4o11 ,-o,, tiot s.tfoo ,-,,, Iot.a l,oo,, bnro
you have with your own hand written
20 your sweetheart confessing your
crime ard saying that Count Bantinni
had followed you for days and nights
/ trying to get YOU to give up your awful
scheme and chat you had finally eluded
his vigilance and carried out your plan
unknown 20 him9'
Gielow's very soul seemed 20 die with
IN him. Tie closed his eyes to shut out
the diabolieal yisage of his tormentor,
/ but even through bis eyelds he saw
the red glow of the lantern and felt the
4 presence of the iuhuman fend.
"And more than that" continued the
voice of the italian "You have writ
( ten a letter TO the police acknowledging
the crime and expressing your inten-
lion Of leaving America for good. They
are trying to catch YOU but when they
fail and have forced me TO testify
/ against you ~ say forced, for it would
DC unseemly in a friend 20 volunteer
such inforWation-and after my state
ment has compelled Henri to open his
lips, wei, you can see that with you
buried here 1 shall be SAGE 10 marry the
girl. You don't think SOP" (Gielow
had writhed visibly) "Well, remem-
ber my power She would have been
my wife long ago but for the clause in
the will pertaining TO Caruthers. have
always believed that a great murder
could be committed without the perpe'
traitors ever being detected, and have
carefully worked out the details of this
plan"
The strain was too u1Dph for the de,