Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1905-06-08
CHAPTER xlv.-(continued).

| | never again could be infatuated,
driven nearly mad, with love for any
woman! Years have passed since my
blood bounded through my veins like
| living flame, making my very brain
| seethe with that poison of common
sense which men and women call love!
thought love of gold, and love Of sci
ence, and love of vengeance, and hate
for all mankind, alone could find place
| in my desires. But love for this girl
has stolen upon me, and now grapples
my very soul. 1t was strong upon my
brain and heart when I saw her men,
DRY struggling back to her mind after
| | restored her suspended animation
| yesterday, or | would not have been so
mad as to anger the Osreds as | did.
| My cunning left me-was driven away;
| | must have been half insane for the
| time. If | could win from her such
| he added, with a furious roll OF his
| eyes toward Clarence. But that is
| impossible. I never could win the love
| OF the woman | loved. | was cursed
with ugliness from my birth But she
| shall be mine, even as | once desired
| that her mother should be mine. Ha.
and began my plotting against Helen
Beauclalr to ayenge myself as much
| upon Lady Ida Beauclair as upon this
| migrate "-here another fierce roll of
his eyes toward Clarence-"who re-
fused to believe that I was his father
who was ever too virtuous to go
hand-in-hand with me in my schemes.
| hate him for that virtue more than
hate him because he is the son of
Robert de Lavet and Rachel Allen
stone, and now l hate him because
Helen Beauclair loves him!"
He ground his teeth together so flu
riously that the grating sound filled
the cavern like the rasping Of two
fiints; and fame seemed to sparkle
from his eyes.
"Patience!" he muttered, and en-
deavored TO regain that coldblooded-
ness which seldom deserted him. PA
thence! I may safely leave these inno-
cents together here. He is, as the
world says, the soul of honor. She is
an angel in his eyes; and in truth l
think she is as pure as they say an
gels are Patience! for am not ready
to strike yet"
He looked again about the cavern,
and then stole away as he had come.
He had been gone hours ere the low
ers awoke, and it was past midday
when they did SO, Helen awaking first.
For a time she could not remember
where she was; but memory returned
to her aid, and she arose and coming
from behind the tongue Of rock, glid-
ed toward still sleeping Clarence.
"Ah. he sleeps we'll and naturally"
thought Helen.
And In no haste to break sleep
that seemed so refreshing, she busted
herself in setting forth from the con-
tents of the hamper what should be a
welcome meal for him.
She made table of large, loose
rock in the center of the cavern, COW
ering it with napkin, and setting
forth upon it bread, dried meats, etc,
which the hamper supplied.
At last some movement Of hers
awoke Clarence, and he started to his
feet SO suddenly that he startled her
into exclaiming.
"Oh, why did you spring up so sud-
denly, dear Clarence? All, where is he
going?"
Helen had cause to be alarmed at
| the strange action Of her lover; for
no sooner had he sprung to his feet
than he hurried to that leaning rock
| from behind which the sorcerer had
appeared, and sinking upon his chest
crawled behind it until only his feet
were visible to Helen.
"Clarence! dear Clarence!" she ex-
claimed wildly, and fastened to the
spot. for she feared she knew not
what.
"But Clarence Immediately backed
himself into view again. and remain
ing on the rock floor in a sitting pos
ture, gazed smilingly at Helen, and yet
with some trace of alarm on his smil-
ing features.
"a dream7a very strange dream =
he said. II am very glad that he is
dead"
w III, uCt1l 7SldISuCS
"Zeno Sosia. II did not know that
he was dead, dear Helen, / would say
that our guardian angels had appeared
to me in my sleep. and babe me be-
ware Of that serpent's approach. There
appears to be passage leading some
where behind this great slab. I did
not know Of the fact when sank to
sleep, and yet I dreamed there was,
and that saw zeno Sosia creep into
this cave. 81
"oh. good heaven Forbid cried Hell
en-. He is dead, you said"
| OF that have no doubt. | may AL
/ most declare that | witnessed his
death. for indeed heard his dying
cries., said Clarence, who then relat-
ed to Helen what he had seen and
heard while concealed among the brok-
en- rafters. So
Thank heavenif 1t be not wicked
to say SO. that he is dead!.. said
Helen. But think no more OF that
ugly dream; doubtless you had imag-