The Prescott daily news., 1907-07-17

1 oyos-eyes Indt FefDert Bell saw in his dream-and touched his hat with a mocking smile.
 A moment later he entered the room, and Vivia Marchwell dropped down at Herbert Bells feet. He stopped to lift her, but the swarthy stranger was in advance.
 "Oh, God pity me-" she moaned. as the dark face of the stranger bent over her. Paul, Paul Inerzo. I thought you were dead. saw you go down-down into the sea. Must you haunt me even after you are dead?"
 Paul Inerzo laughed and stroked his face with one long, deathly-white hand, and again Herbert Bell thought of his dream and shuddered He bent over the woman who was dearer than life to him, and would have taken her in his arms, but she put up her hands.
 No, no" she said slowly. That can never be, Herbert. am his wife. Oh, God. pity me. But thought him dead. Oh, Herbert, I thought him dead until this moment"
 Again the stranger laughed. 'T am sorry l was so selfish as to live" he said but that being the case, what more natural than that 1 should fol low my wife. 1 am glad to find her so faithful" and the fierce eyes like coals of fire, were lifted to Herbert Bells face.
 And now" he continued. having found her, I shall hasten with her over the sea- where her numerous friends are anxiously waiting. We will start early in the morning, my love. The house is full, I understand, but l will accommodate myself with the sofa and my cloak during the night. and tomorrow morning, remem Der, we will go.'
 Yes" she said slowly, T will go.'
 But in the morning, while Paul Inerzo lay in a sound sleep upon the sofa, Vivia Marchwell was many leagues distant and under the door of Herbert Bells room she had slipped this note:
 Dear Herbert: Yes, dearer to me than any other man was, is, or ever will be. I am going away and you may never see me again, but l want to tell you who and what l am. My real name is Viviance Markweller. l am an Italian. and was born in Flor ence In my infancy I was betrothed to Paul lnerzo. a Spanish nobleman's son. As soon as we grew older the thought of the union became more and more distasteful to me, and when at IS my parents commanded the nup- tials to be celebrated, my whole soul abhorred it. He was vicious, wild, bad, unprincipled. But they forced me to it. Herbert, they made me mar ry him. He was very wealthy, and one of a noble race, and l was mar ried to him, and then when the whole terrible truth rushed over me- that l was chained for life to this man. l fled from him-from the very altar ere the words were scarcely said which made us one. Out into the night I sped through streets and by alleys until I reached nay home. Then swiftly covering my bridal robes with a thick, dark cloak I sped out again -on on, I knew not whither. 1 was mad, I think, and I never paused un- til the morning light broke upon me- Then I sank exhausted at peasants threshold and begged for food and shelter. I drew off one of my rings and gave it to her, asking, imploring protection. For one day I rested here, and then on again, anywhere only to flee from this man; sometimes resting a few days with the peasants and buying their protection, for l had gold and jewels-oh, beautiful, price less jewels on neck and arms and hands. At last, through one kind good mans aid l was on board a ship bound for America had purchased clothing and all things ready for the life upon the ocean and in the un known land to which was going. We were rocking upon the waves almost within an hour of sailing, when sud denly, as 1 sat upon the deck, a hand was laid upon my shoulder, and turn ing. l met the dark, evil eyes of Paul Inerzo. My dear, he said, I have concluded to accompany you on your trip to the new world. How pleasant it will be to spend our honeymoon | thus' And then he leaned upon the 1 rail and looked mockingly in my face. The boat rocked suddenly just then, and I saw him reel and fall down down. Man overheard the cry rang out, and the boats were lowered, but he was not found A few moments