The St. Louis Republic. [volume] (St. Louis, Mo.) 1888-1919, 1903-05-17

!, and wrung them, breaking down piteously
at the last, and begging him by all that
men hold sacred to send her and her maid
back to her father. II only with a single
soldier for q guard.
J Twas then We had to drag my dear Lad
down and hold him fast. else he had flung
| himself into the torrent in some mad en-
deavor TO spend his life for her. So
know not in what false phrase the Baronet
refused her. but when 1 looked again she
was no longer pleading as his suppliant;
she was standing before him in the martyr
steadfastness Of a true. clean-hearted wom-
an at bay.
Then you will not by so much undo the
wrong you have done me. Captain Falcon-
net7' she said.
"a wrong7 How then: do you call It q
| wrong to rescue from these brutal savages,
Mistress Margery?"
She took a step nearer. and though the
dry-stick blaze was dying down and / could
no longer see her face d~instinctly. I knew
how the scornful eyes were whipping him.
'Listen!' she said. when you set Tai
lachama and his braves upon us In the road
that night. you were not cautious enough.
Captain Falconnet. I saw and heard you.
More than that, Tallachama and the others
have spoken freely Of your plans in their
own tongue. not knowing that my poor
Jeanne had been three years q captive
among the Telliquos."
lU6 AllaCk was 20 BuQuen-SnarD and go
completely a surprise that he was taken
OF his guard, else I made sure he would
not at such a time have dropped the
gentlemanly mask to stand forth the con-
fessed ravisher.
s no? Then you have been playing
fast and loose with me as you did with
the handsome young planter and that beg
gerly Captain Of Austrians? Twas a bold
game. ma petite. but you have lost and /
have won, for my game was still holder
than yours. What I need, I take, Mistress
Madge. be It the body Of a woman or the
life Of a man. S'avex-vous un homme
deses pere. ma cherie? I am hat man. You
rique me. and I need the dowry you will
bring. II / could have killed your lover
out OF hand. I might have been content
to leave for a time. Since I could not. you
go where I go: and when we return / shall
do you the honor to make you Lady FaI,
conneti"
The effect Of this fierce TRADE, poured out
In a torrent Of hot words, was less marked
upon his helpless captive than 1t was upon
her four would-be defenders. It moved US
variously, each after his kind: nevertheless,
I think the same thought lighted in
stantly upon each Of us. Though we
est peril would be blunted upon the quiet
ing Of this n~end-in-chief.
So Ephraim Yeates stretched himself face
downward in the damp grass and brought
MS long rifles to bear, while the Indian
sprang up and poised his Ratchet for the
throw: but neither lead nor steel was
loosed. because the light was poor, and 4
hair s-breadth swerving Of the aim might
spare the man and STAY the woman. As
Tor the two Of US who must needs come
within ~stabbing distance, the same thought
set us both to stripping coats and foot-clogs
ior a Jung into the barrier torrent. But
when We would lave broken cover the old
borderer dropped his weapon and gripped
Us with a hand for each.
NO. no; none O. that!'' he whispered,
hoarsely. "Ye'd drown like rats, and VI
can't AFFORD no sech foolish sakernces on
the altar o. Baal. Bunker down and lie
ciost; 1t there's n dying to be done. ys'vs
got q good half O. the night ahead Of ye,
and there's all o. tomorrow that amt
fetched yet
1t takes a pitiless avalanche Of words to
spread these interlinear doings out for
you: but you are to conceive that the pause
is mine and not the actions. While the
old mar vas yet pulling u down, my fear.