The Idaho Republican. [volume] (Blackfoot, Idaho) 1904-1932, 1905-01-27

! Bending over the fallen chiefs. q,
monk felt their breasts as II to lear
whether they were alive or dead. Tn,
investigation evidently satisfied him
for he turned and signaled for som,
OF the house servants and soldiers I,
carry the prefetto and the count init
the house.
Thoroughly bewildered now, I mad,
sure that Dambo.s cords were secure
dragged him out Of Nita's room and
into that in which Pacho Maligni had
been killed. and, locking both doors
put the keys in my pocket and wen,
down to meet Brother Michael.
On the stairs I met Mutterelli. who
was sauntering carelessly along smok
Ing q cigarette.
you here?" cried. II did not sec
you in the fight"
mo. signor," he said. "A man who
has prospects of fifty thousand lire
never risks his life in a fight with
bandits. I.was looking for you. I
have something for YOU"
From under his jacket he took q
box-the red tin box that had been
taken from Pacho Maligni.
Where did you get that?" I asked.
In Dambo's quarters" he said. 1T
seems to connect him with the murder
of Maligni."
1T does, 1t does!" I said. "And
Dambo is this minute lying bound in
Pacho Maligni's room. And in the
next lies Nita Barlotti in dead faint.
| was going after some cognac for
her. The doors are locked"
Give me the keys" he said. 81
have flask. will bring the sig.
norma round. You go below-Broth.
er Michael may wish to see YOU"
I felt that could trust Muterelli
and handed him the keys. Then !
went down into the library, where the
Prefetto and the Count di Pordino
had been carried.
Two broad, low couches had been
hurriedly drawn out into the center OF
the library. Upon one lay the pre-.
fetto, and upon the other the Count
di Pordino. 1t was evident, even to
my Impractical eyes, that both these
men were dying.
Physicians who had hurried to the
villa, aroused by the alarm bells of
the monastery, were working over
them, and by the side of each stood
monk, holding crucifix in his hand.
THAT is all we can do" said one.
THE wounds are fatal. Neither the
prefetto nor the Count di Pordino will
live till daylight"
The wounded men looked about
them. They were conscious, and
heard their doom as pronounced BY
the physician.
Brother Michael stepped nearer to
them, and said:
Sons, you have heard the sad
words of the physician. Make your
peace with God, for you will soon
stand before him to be judged for
your deeds on earth, and If they have
been evil, for the degree of repen.
,ance and reparation you have given.
Have you, Count di Pordino, any sin
Dr. secret on your soul which you
wish to confess and receive absolu-
ion and forgiveness before you 20
before the final and the Almighty
Ludge?"
The count looked at the monk fee
lily moment and slowly shook his
lead.
us there nothing? Think, count,
# your past life. Is there nothing?
lave you ever borne false witness
gainst another?'
A frightened look came into the
cunts eyes.
"Ah!" softly said Brother Michael.
There Is something. Is 1t about
Ienry Thorlane?"
The count made sign of assent.
"The crime with which he was
harged, and for which he was SEN
enced to servile penance for twen-
years, and for which his estate was
onfiscated and turned over to your
ands-did he commit that crime?
Vas he an enemy of the protector"
The lips of the dying count formed
le word mo" ,
The monk then turned to the pre-
tito.
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