The Minneapolis journal. [volume] (Minneapolis, Minn.) 1888-1939, 1906-08-02
CHAPTER xXIx.-Condnued.

CHAPTER XNx.-Contnued.
ssPerhaps it is, and they've lost the
road. = A reioined Kenyon with 2 sar.
casm he could not conceal, Doh,s
YOU see, Gavin, that these devils wan
have been clever enough to have ta 4heM
will. They give it out that we are
making for the castle of ,Okna which
NAV be any number Of miles you like
from Setchevo. The escort-God save
the mark!-knows better than to DiaD.
Likely enough Chesny has ne aear Ser snas
Those poor devils who were killed are
unlikely to be important enough to be
Searched for. Life is cheap hereabouts
and what is a Turk more or less:
Chesny says we are all right and goes
ters and doesn't a bit understand why
they don't come. We must be patient,
. old chap-patient and brave. Nothing
else will save u.s."
- Gavin assented, tho he could admit
to himself that the common heroics OF
the nursery were the poorest food tor
man in his situation. His days OF
waiting patience and 5raI taEfu were ike Sc
none he had imagined man might SUI.
fer and live thru. Evelyn, what OF
her, he asked himself walking and
sleeping. Would the heritage in her
blood deliver her to the bondage pre-
pared for her; or had she. in his abb
sence, the will to conquer it, He knew
not what to think; his brain wearied Of
conjecture and wakened only when, as
now. the blind mans stick tapped the
bare stones and the sightless eyes
looked into his own.
$50 you hear him, Arthur. he's
coming to say goodnight to u.s.
oh
man could only SEQ
HBetter blind-you would have
killed him but for that, Arthur"
M, mIt' S., t5 ~, Gavin I would have
:"And ,then-his friends. Better
blind, Arthur
Arthur said Hush" for the sound
they could hear the old chevalier pant
ing and shutting and plainly approach
ing them. When he entered the room
they perceived that something had oe,
Cured beyond the ordinary: The hand
the stick ERE fnd
twitching; there. were drops Of sweat
upon the man 8 forehead, and his voice
echoed the tumult of passion which
shook him. ...---. ~,
Zone Of you has written ten letter a.t to
R R6ese bsnd w ns tS SaasP n0ase's'
The two men looked at each other
amazed. Neither had written such a
letter nor knew aught of it. ,
"By whose hande'' the chevalier
continued, his anger growing as he
spofH senf &C. win Whose not hand was ha
Gsae,e% W4ittenf, whose n*lDu was 'nA'
Gavin now laughed aloud with q
laugh that expressed both contempt and
an.Tsasa wstte9 sd il h would net
not, your. question merely arouses my
curiosity
=. Arthur did not answer at all; but he
stood up as tho fearing attack and his
hand rested upon the back Of the heavy
oak chair-one of the few ornaments Of
that dismal room. His silence provoked
done:
advancing with stick appraised. / vii
| know the truth; my servants shall tioi
it out Of you-do you hear, I will hav,
{6st % IstiepFs:. me- VINO wf0t'
| Kenyon said. not a word; and now tn!
| old man struck at him with his stic]
| wildly and blindly, in paroxysm o
| anger. One heavy blow fell upol
Gavin IS shoulder and he stepped bac!
temper could not brook the new insul
and he flung himself heavily upon tn
chevalier and they fell to the groun'
together.
- Arthur for God 3 sake crie'
j Gavin.
/ tits all right, Gavin; won T hui
him, but I must have that stick. -
He staggered to his feet, the blud
geon in his hand; but the blind ma
did not move. Fearing he knew nc
what, .dreading the sudden apparitio
Of the gypsies who spied upon thei
from the FIRE, and, STOPPING, he bel