The Minneapolis journal., 1903-03-25
The Garden Of Lies
BY Justus Miles Forman
Copyright 1902 BY Frederiek A. stokes Company.

point held firm, not brought back en- garde. |
and the mans own lunge must spit him
so easy as that-and Eleanor in the house
yenderi >. 4 /, !A4r..y. a.. -4s@se. d
I think both Won Altdorf and Tread his
thoughts as though they were a printed
page. I felt Won Altdorf's hand upon my
shoulder. 1t trembled little. Then the
look passed from Mallory's face as swift
ly as 1t had come. He gave his head a lit
tie shake and smiled once more. He even
glanced up to the window, where the two
Of us leaned far out, watching with fas-
cinated eyes, and gave us a humorous
wink. 81 -. >. - :" '%"'s e.
1t was like Denis. Tragedy and comedy:
ran ever side by side in his nature, and
he found fun in the darkest of dangers
The Prince attacked once more. fu-
riousy, with 4 sort Of desperate madness
as If he knew. himself overmatched but
sought by the very storm of his onslaught
to beat down that. steel wall. But he
met with another reception this time for
Denis who had been content Nbefore.& mere
ly to keep his body from hurt, now took
the offensive and pressed the other into
heel touched the wall. We who sat near,
just over their heads saw W the perspira-
ton break out upon the Princes forehead
and trckle down his nose and cheeks.
Then began the marvellous: part of it.
for Denis. quiet, cool, steady asa ma
chine. began'to break through the others
guard, at will. = His blade flashed too
swiftly for sight to follow. To us above
fit had the appearance Of being in a dozen
places at once a dozen glittering. e,lines
with the afternoon sun shining upon its
length; as the spokes- Of a rapidly moving
wheel seem blended to the eye; in. a fan
of quiverng light. f, 49, a.. T. ~..>~-
He made none of those silly and un-
necessary. motions, those sta mpings and
outcries and wavings Of the arm to which
the Italians an@l even the French hold. He
fought with the least movement possible
knees bent. no more than need be-. wrist
free and swifter than lightning. eyes calm,
steady and fixed unwaverngly upon
I those Of his opponent never upon the
blades.
/ 4 say he broke through the Princes
guard at will. touched, him here and there
SO lightly as not to scratch the skin nor
tear the garment, but always to be felt
always to make the man realize that he
| could run him through in an instant if he
wished it,: Breast, arm. shoulder. even
| check. he touched him, and the Prince
cursed and sobbed with rage. for now he
knew that the man would not kill or even
wound him, unless. perchance. he was bid
I ing, his time and meant to finish the flame
7 at his leisure. He knew that he was being
played with. wearied out. at : the
!! others mercy, shamed before us
| at .]Aiieeauy Ills rWIlSl burned as
/ if with fire, and his, arm near the
shoulder ached till it was numb His
sword played still in a sort of mechanical
desperation, but there was no cunning nor
strength 1n it,. Then. while his brain
swan dizziy@ and the garden before, his
eyes wheeled and swung as in a fever. he
heard Mr. Mallory say sharply, as if from
a great distance. ~.
:"Come. sir. are you satisfied? Enough
of this farCe:"' And suddenly the foil
seemed to. leap from his hand as by a.
strength of its own, leap high in the air
over his head and wheel against the sky
TIL 1t fell, at a little distance, striking
! point downward, in the black earth and
qu1Yered there upright. .a~.~<.: -z. =.
tFhen he dropped back helplessly against
T the wall. blind, aching and crushed, and
the tears eoursed down his cheeks and
dripped from his chin. He would have
slipped to the ground but that Denis NAL
larry sprang forward. dropping his foil,
and threw his long arms about him lifting
! him in them as If he had been a, child,
I When he awakened to consciousness he
was lying upon the big divan in the studio.