Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1905-06-01
CHAPTER xlIl.-(continued).

A skull grinned hideously from a vi
sariess helmlet on this sad heap of out
ragged mortality.
| ooh, great heaven" cried Helen as
her eyes took in those revolving shapes.
| Must we hide in this fearful placer"
| Courage. patience!' said the clear
and encouraging voice of her lover as
| he supported her shuddering form
with his left arm 1--WE are not to re-
main here"
Thank Cod" said Helen, heartily.
1--WE are now many feet below the
level of your late prison, dear Helen
1t will lead us to cavern of some
size, and from that cavern leads pas
sage through the solid rock to a small
ledge that juts from the face of Dun
Aengus cliff, and overlooks the sea
hundred feet below Come, fear
| nothing. Follow me. Very often we
must go upon our hands and knees"
Helen followed Clarence into the
passage, silently praying Heaven to
soon rescue her lover and herself from
their many perils.
Clarence had SPOKEN, Helen found that
though net SO large in area as the
dungeon, it was much more lofty in it's
space from the floor to the roof, of
solid rock, both dry and clean, with
fresh and invigorating smell of sea air
about it.
Were it day and the sun shining"
remarked Clarence, holding the lamp
aloft, you could clearly distinguish.
even small objects about you You see
those dark-looking assures in the wall
and roof on this side? Well, though
they are long crevices too narrow for
you to pass through them, they let in
daylight broadly in the daytime. There
is, doubtless, a vast scoop in the face
of the cliff, or an immense assure,
which permits the light to enter mere.
Yet, to reach the face of the cliff. we
must enter this small passage, and fol-
lowing on our hands and knees its
which opens upon the narrow and
short jutting ledge Of rock Of which
spoke
'.And how found you this wonderful
place, dear Clarence?"
by accident-by climbing the face
of the cliff, yesterday, ignorant then
that my boat had been wrecked among
the rocks at the base of Dun Aengus
cliff. But I will tell you of that an
other time. You are not afraid to re-
main here alone for an hour"
"Ah" cried Helen. in alarm.
Perhaps not so long--but l must re-
visit the building above. See-I
brought two lamps, so that you need
not be in the dark.
"But why 60 back, dear Clarence?"
"Ah, We may have to remain here
for several days, and though l swept
into the basket all the food that was
on the tray in your room. there is not
enough to serve even you for one
hearty meal After those above shall
discover that you have escaped, it will
not be so easy for ME to do that which
can readily do now"
Dear Clarence, yield to your guild
ance in everything" said the warm
hearted girl. "But oh. be very care
full"
"Shall not. when remember your
peril ii aught befall me- replied Clar-
ence.
And warmly embracing her. he took
up one of the lamps and was soon
lost to her sight.
He made haste to ascend to the old
closet room, and he was soon in the
old dwelling again-for the iron door
of the dungeon was no longer an obsta-
Gle to his progress; though when he
first entered that dungeon on the pre-
ceding day that door had delayed his
ascent from the sea.
Noiseless Of foot and wary of eye
and ear, he first made sure that Bash
foyt still slept. and then that the Os.
reds were still asleep.
He found all three in profound slum-
Der.
He then found a large basket or
hamper in the kitchen, and this he
filled with provisions and bottles Of
wine and bottles Of water. He also
placed In the basket a large flask OF
oil for his lamp, and several candles
which he found among the ample
stores provided by Bashfort.
Peering down through the cobweb
festoons, the sorcerer, with a sheer Of
exultation on mis- thin lips, watched in
ghoul-like silence and grimness the
movements or Helen's lover.
Tie! play with him as a cat PLAYS
with a mouse!' thought Sosia His
heart Is under my claws! can rend
and tear It when wish. No Osred, no
De Lavet shall wed that beautiful girl.
who to me looks SO much as Racine.
Allenstone used to look! No! will
make her my wife! mine Zeno So
sia's! Oh! first intended this man
Wilfred Osred should wed her, that
your heart might be torn, broken, lac
erated! he mentally added. as he
glared hatefully at the young man be-
low But now I think 1t will be