Orleans County monitor. [volume] (Barton, Vt.) 1872-1953, 1904-04-11

between them and the vast. despairing
crowd. in which the tempest of revolt
was brewing with unmistakable ener-
gy.
Prince Bolaroz, the Duke of Mizrox
and the ministers were already in the
castle and had been there since the
previous afternoon. In the royal pal
ace the excitement was intense, but it
was of the subdued kind that strains
the nerves to the point where control
is martyrdom.
When the attendants went to the
bedchamber of the princess at Z o'clock,
as was their wont. they found. to their
surprise, no one standing guard.
The princess was not in her cham
her, nor had she been there during the |
night. The bed was undisturbed. In |
some alarm the two women ran to her |
parlor, then to the boudoir. Here they |
found her asleep on the divan, atured
In the gown she had worn since the
evening before, now crumpled ana
creased. the proof positive of a rest
less miserable night.
Her first act after awakening and
untangling the meshes in her tnroD-
bling. uncomprehending brain was TO
send for QuinnoX. She could scarcely
wait for his appearance and the assur-
lnce that Lorry was safely out of dan
sar. The footman who had been sent
to fetch the captain was a long time In
| returning She was dressed in her
breakfast gown long before he came in
with the report that the captain was
nowhere to be found. Her heart gave
a great throb of joy. She alone could
explain his absence. To her it meant
but one thing-Lorry's fight from the
| castle. Where else could QuinnOX be
except with the fugitive, perhaps once
more inside st. Valentines?
Preparations began at once FOR the
eyentful transaction in this thronerrOm.
The splendor of two courts was to
shine in rivalry. Ten o'clock was the
hour set for the meeting of the two
rulers, the victor and the victim. Her
mobiles and her ladies, her ministers,
her guards and her lackeys moved
about in the halls, dreading the hour,
brushing against the hated AXphaln
guests In one of the small waiting
rooms sat the Count and Countess Hal
font, the latter in tears. The young
Countess Dagmar stood at window
with Harry Anguish. The latter was
flushed and nervous and acted like a
: man who expects that which is uneA-
pected by others With strange con-
: fidence in his voice, he sought to cheer
his depressed friends, but the cheerful
ness was not conta gious. The sombre-
/ ness of burial hung over the castle.
] Half an hour before the time set fol
the meeting in the throneroom 1etlYe
sent for her uncle, her aunt and Dag
|. mar. AS Anguish and the latter fol
a lowed. the girl turned her sad, puzzled
V ewes up to the face of the tall Amer
e lean and said:
Il "Are you rejoicing over our 1nlstor
tune? You do not show a particle
s regret. Do you forget that we are sac
e rificing a great deal to save the life
J. your friend? 1 do not understand how
a you can be so heartless."
u Il think | can explain SATISFACTORY
when | have more time" he said sof
ID " in her ear, and, although she trleC
a. she could find no words to continue
If He left her at the head Of the stall
and did not see her again until 81
I'd passed him IN the thrOnerOom. The
It she was pale aud brave and trembling
Prince BolaroZ and his mobiles stOC
id to the right of the throne the Graz
w stark men and women OF degree TO Il
be left, while near the door on D0th Sld'
an were to be seen the leading milital
ed men of both municipalities. Near Il
Duke of MizroX was stationed the ii
Ill, ure of Gabriel, prince of DaWsberge
is He had come. with a half dozen follo7
wv ers. among a crowd of unsuspectl1
Ike Axphainians, and had taken his po
ton near the throne. Anguish enter
ne with Baron DanglOss, and they stO
together near the doorway, the latt
nit whittier than he had ever been in
life.
adj Then came the hush of eXpectanC
the The doors swung open, the curtal
de- parted and the princess entered.
cen She was supported by the arm of
tall uncle, Caspar of Halfont. Pag
ing carried the train Of her dress, je
EIDE eled gown of black. AS she adVanC
to the throne, calm and stately, tho
re- assembled bent knee to the fairest V
Ye- man the eye ever had looked upon.
The calm, proud exterior hid
sist most unhappy of hearts. The resol7
,ou; courage with which her spirit had be
nan n1ll braced for the occasion was remar
He BILE in more ways than one. AmC
Do other inspirations behind the yalii
: show was the bravery of a guilty C
A., science. Her compOsure sustained
shock when she passed Abode at
100; 80 door. That faithful, heartbroken sc
=,1@ itor looked at her face with plead
- horror struck eyes, as much as to
80 Are you going to destroy Graust
- for the sake of that murderer? Il
- pity on us-have pity!'
w. Before taking her seat on the thr
she swept the thrilled assemblage Y
her wide blue eyes. There We're 81
ows beneath them, and there "