The Bowbells tribune., 1905-02-10

store life to her body will be able to
restore health to her mind hereafter.
Awake-arouse her."
While speaking thus, Lord Genlis
touched Capt. Osred significantly upon
the arm, and glided behind a tall
screen which stood near the bed.
Capt. Osred, understanding the
touch. instantly followed him.
Martha, sinking into her habitual
posture when much disturbed in mind
crouched down at the foot Of the bed.
Sosia dipped small piece of sponge
into the vial which contained some
kind of pungent liquid, and then held
the sponge to the nostrils of the un'
conscious maiden for a moment.
She gasped slightly, moved her arms
quickly outward, as if she imagined
she was about to fall from some giddy
height, and then opened her eyes,
started up upon one elbow, and gazed
wildly at the object upon which her
sight first rested--the doctor, seated
In chair, to which he had glided ere
she awoke.
The light of the candles fell square
iy, also, upon the face of the maiden
She seemed about eighteen years OF
age, and was exceedingly beautiful;
her complexion of dazzling fairness,
it's deathly pallor having vanished as
she awokc, and the soft warmth OF
life and health returning to her as II
by magic, the cheeks as fresh and 1alr
and delicately rosy now as If she had
just opened her eyes from balmy
and natural slumber.
AS yet there was only slight ex-
preston of wonder in the large anu
superbly beautiful black eyes; and the
vermillion tinted lips were slightly
parted by the same expression OF gen
tie surprise, barely revealing the
pearly tips of her charmingly perfect
teeth.
The vivid contrast of her raven
black hair. eyes and exquisitely arch
ed eyebrows, and of her long, Jetty
eyelashes, with the snowy fairness OF
cate rose of her cheeks, and the ver'
cate rose fher cheeks, and the ver-
million hue of her pouting lips added
much to the wonderful perfection OF
feminine beauty, remarkable in every
feature of her young and artful face.
Not yet fully restored to reflective
consciousness of the circumstances
surrounding her, her lovely counte
nance showed no expression save tha'
of maiden purity and girlish surprise
rs innocent and childlike as it was
charming.
But doubt and alarm flashed out in
strong and somber lines upon her
brow as she gazed steadily at Soslas
repulsive visage. A pallor swept the
color from her cheeks, and placing her
hand upon her eyes she sank upon her
pillow, shuddering.
Sosia made no movement OF lip or
limb, but gazed steadily toward the
bed.
Yet, having read Alright the express
sion of her face. he muttered:
"she is perfectly sane. She has rec
ognized me-"
The thought had hardly gained place
in his mind ere the young lady again
started upon her pillow, and, gazing ID
alright at the doctor, said, huskily:
ut is not dream! am awake!
live! You are Zeno Socia, the Sorcer
er of St. Giles!"
"I am Zeno Sosia, young lady, re-
plied the doctor, coldly, in his sharp,
thin, reedy voice. Some call me
wizard-I would I could command a
tithe of those fabulous powers fame
ascribes to what fable terms sorcer
er: but am simply Zeno Socia, stu
dent of science.
"Where am I? How came l here?
whv am I here? Where is my moth
er?" exclaimed the young lady, now
flashing her glances around the apart
nent wildly.
"Your mothcr?" repeated Sosia, in
tone of contempt. when you last
saw her was she not forcing you to
fate to escape which you preferred
suicide?"
ITO Be continued.)