The Cook County herald. [volume] (Grand Marais, Minn.) 1893-1909, 1905-04-15

And indeed at this instant Martha
sank forward from her crouching pos
ture, and rolled over upon her side so
that Bashfort was able to see her face
"Ho, there, Martial" again shouted
Bashfort.
The fresh air had revived Martha a
little-at least restored her to con-
seriousness; she now opened her eyes
and her languid gaze met the wild and
questioning stare of her husband.
"Speak, woman! Get up and unbolt
the door," roared Bashfort, grasping
and Juggling at the grating, which was
too firmly fastened to be moved even
by his powerful hands.
He saw Martha's lips move as if she
were striving to speak, but for Ions
moment he could hear no voice.
But at length, and just as, he was
about to leave the window to return
to a new attack upon it with files. Mar
tina said feebly:
"Get the four sailors and break open
the door,
@'The four sailors!" replied Bash
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base of the cliff"
"Ah, you murdered them" groaneo
Martha, now able to lift her head, and
struggle upward until she rested upon
one elbow
81 obeyed our dead lord there" re-
piled Bashfort, in quick, surly tone,
and glancing toward the corpse-like
face of Lord Genlis. But I shed no
blood. They drank much and fast of
the wine I gave them, and somehow
they tottered, one by one. over the top
Of the cliff. and vanished in the mist
between the sea and the top of the
cliff. But struggle to your feet and
unbolt the door,"
II cannot; l am as weak as sick
child
"Where is the doctor-the man in
black-the sorcerer?"
Turn your head. l can see every
place in which he might hide except
under the bed. Turn your head. and
look under the bed"
"He is not there" replied Martha,
after obeying the command.
1.-The devil he serves, and who aids
him, must have flown away with him."
growled Bashfort Il visit was we'll
out of this place; but l will never de-
sert Oscar Osred while life is in me,
whether he is dead or alive"
So saying, Bashfort left the window
for a time, went to the howell where
Lord Genlis had broken open the box
of tools, hunted about until he had
found pair of steel files, returned to
the window and began to use them
upon one of the smallest bars of the
grating.
BY this time Martha had again sunk
down PROSTATE upon the floor. Bash
fort, after shouting at her and receiv-
ing no reply, concluded that she was
dead or in swoon. and worked on fu-
riously with his files.
Helen, afraid to move or believing
that she could not walk to the door,
and indeed helpless from strange
feeling of utter lassitude, remained 81
lent, with her eyes closed.
Even were I able to rise and open
the door," she thought, 'the savage at
the window would see me and seize me
as l went out. No; dare make no
attempt to escape yet: Heaven help
me! All, and Clarence! dear Clarence!
-languishes in prison in London, I'M
able to help me, ignorant of my peril.
Heaven help him, tool"
A volley of oaths and curses from
the window startled her and checked
the monotonous sound of filing, which
for a long time had grated upon her
ear.
Bashfort, in changing his position,
had dropped both of his files, and they
had fallen into the room. beyond his
reach
While the angry man cursed and
glared into the room, Lord Genlis
opened his eyes and stared upward for
an instant at the ceiling. and then
closed his eyes again.
"Ho, my lord! my lord!" roared
Bashfort, perceiving these faint signs
of life.
! Lord Genlis again opened his eyes,
moved his head little and then be-
came as corpse-like as before.
"Ha! he is not dead" muttered
Bashfort, and then disappeared from
| the window. Helen soon after heard
the laundering sound of heavy blows
! above.
"Ah, the savage that was at the win
! dow is now trying to cut his way
| through the floor and the ceiling
above" she correctly thought.
| Nor was it long before great show
er Of dry plastering and lathing began
to fall from that part of the ceiling
| Immediately above the grated window.
Helen turned her head little, and
I with her eyes nearly closed looked on.
! Soon she saw the feet and legs of
the man thrust downward through the
great opening he had made, and crop
ing about until the feet rested firmly
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