The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-12-20
CHAPTER XVII.
Wife and Priest.


81 have a right to call myself the
widow OF the Duke Henry of Kerns-
berg and Hohenstein." said Theresa
Won Lynar, in reply to Conrad's ques-
ton as to whom he might thank for
rescue and shelter
And therefore the mother OF the
Duchess Joan?" he continued.
Theresa shook her head.
NO" she said sadly; II am not her
mother, but--and even that only In
a sense-her stepmother. A promise
to dead man has kept me from
claiming any privileges save that of
living unknown on this desolate isle
OF sand and mist, My son is an of
ficer in the service of the Duchess
Joan.
The face OF the Prnce-Bishop light
ed up instantaneously.
Most surely, then, know him. Did
he not come to CORTLAND with my
Lord Dessauer, the Ambassador of
Plasenburg?"
The lady of Isle Rugen nodded in
differently.
YES" she said; 81 believe he went
to CORTLAND with the embassy from
Plassenburg."
Indeed, was much drawn to him."
said the Prince eagerly; Il remember
him most wildly. He was of an olive
complexion, his features without
color, but craven even as the Greeks
cut those of a young god on a gem"
renely, che has his fathers face and
carriage, which are those also of the
Duchess joan"
In the morning Joan came to bid
the patient good morrow, while Wer-
ner Won Orseln stood in the doorway
with his steel cap dotted in his hand,
and Boris and Jorian bent the knee
for priestly blessing. But Theresa
did not again appear till night and
darkness had wrapped the earth, and
being all alone he listened to the
heavy plunge of the breakers on the
beach among which his life had been
SO nearly sped. The sound grew SLOW
err and slower after the storm, until
at last the waveets of that sheltered
sea lapsed on the single In sort of
breathing whisper.
And so day passed and came again,
Long nights, too, at first with hourly
tendance and then presently without
But Joan sat no more with the young
man after that first watch, though his
soul longed for her, that he might
again tell her that she was his broth.
er's wife, and urge her to do her duty
| by him who was her welded husband
| So Conrad contented himself and
salved his conscience by thinking
| austere thoughts of his mission and
| high place in the hierarchy Of the only
| Catholic and Apostolic Church. Sc
that presently he would rise up and
seek Werner Won Orseln in order tc
persuade him to let him go. that he
might proceed to Rome at the com
mand of the Holy Father, whose ser
want he was.
But Werner only laughed and put
him off.
when we have sure word of wha'
your brother does at Kernsberg. ther
we will talk Of this matter. Till ther
| IL cannot be hid from you that NJ
hostage half so valuable can we keel
in hold"
So after many days 1t was permitted
to the Prince to walk abroad within
the narrow bounds of the Isle Rugen
the Wordless Man guarding him a
fifty PAGES distance. impassive an,
inevitable as an ambulant rock of tn,
seaboard.
AS he went Prince Conrad's eye
glanced this way and that. looking TO
means of escape Yet they say
none, for Werner Won Orseln with hi
ten men of Kernsberg and the tw
captains of Plassenburg were not so
diers to make mistakes. 1t CHANGED
however, that upon warm and grf
cious afternoon, when the breeze