Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1903-11-10

II haze the prisoner, your highness."
the assassin who slew my son would
have meant much to Graustark. 1t ID
unfortunate that your police departs
ment Is so inefficient" Dangloss wriths
ed beneath this thrust. Yetive's eyea
went to him for aninstant sorrowfullN
Then they dropped to the fatal docu.
ment which Gaspon had placed on tho
table before her. The lines ran tos
gether and were the color Of blood
Unconsciously she took the pen in hen
nerveless fingers. A deep sob came
from the breast of her gray old uncle
and Gaspon's hand shook like a leaf a.
he placed the seal of Graustark on the
table, ready for use.
'The assaBsins life could have saved
you" went on Bolaroz, vengeful
glare coming to his eyes.
She looked up and her lips moved al
if she would have spoken. No words
came, no breath, it seemed to her. Cast.
Ing a piteous, hunted glance over the
faces before her, she bent forward and
blindly touched the pen to the paper
The silence was that of death. Before
she could make the first stroke harsh
voice, in which there was combined TIT,
umph and anazement, broke the stilN
ness like the changing of a bell.
stHave you no honorf" r
The pen dropped from her fingers al
the expected condemnation came. III
sheer desperation, her eyes flashing
with the intensity Of defiant guilt, bih
ter rage yelling up against her perssa
cutor, she half arose and cried:
"Who uttered those words? Speaks
II, Gabriel of Dawsbergen! Wher(
is the prisoner, MADAME rang out thu
voice.
'sThe man is madr' cried she, sinking
back with a shudder.
Mad, Ell? because I do as did
promise? Behold the queen Of per.
fidy! Madam, will be heard. Lorry
is in this caRtle'
Gle is nad!s gasped Bolaroz, the
first Of the stunned spectators to find
his tongue.
There was a commotion near thu
door. Voices were heard outside
"You have been duped" insisted Ga.
briel, taking several steps toward tho
throne. your idol is traitress. a de-
ceiver! say he is here! She has seen
him! Let her sign that decree IL sla
dares! 1 command you, Yetive Of
Graustark, to produce this criminalr'
The impulse to crush the defiler was
checked by the sudden appearance OF
two men inside the curtains
"He is herey' cried strong voice,
and Lorry, breathless and haggards
pushed through the astonished crowd,
followed by Captain Quinnox, upon
whose CHASTITY face there were blood
stains.
A shout went up from those assem-
bled, a shout Of joy. The faces Of Dan.
gloss and Abode We're pictures of as.
constituent and, it must be said, relief
Harry Anguish staggered, but recover.
ed himself instantly and turned his
eyes toward Gabriel. That worthya
legs tembled and his jaw dropped.
II have the prisoner, yoas sighnessA
said Quinnox in hoarse, discordant
tones. He stood before the throne with
his captive, but dared not look his mis-.
tress in the face. AS they stood there
the story OF the night just passed was
told by the condition Of the two men.
There had been struggle for suprem.
acy In the dungeon, and the prisoner
had won, The one had tried to hold
the other to the dungeons safety afleE
his refusal to leave the castle, and tho
other had fought his way to the halls
above. 1t was then that Quinnod
had wit enough to change front and
drag his prisoner to the place which,
most Of all, he had wished to avoid. /
dTo be Continually