The watchman and southron. [volume] (Sumter, S.C.) 1881-1930, 1907-03-20
By
GEORGE BARR
M'CUTCREON,
Author of "GrasrstArk'
Copyright. 1904. BY Do&
Mead srd Gonpaay
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bitterly.
eyes. You alone are dearer to me
than she," he uttered hurriedly.
.I can't believe word you say"
"You will, Beverly. love you. That
is why I came back. I could not leave
you to meet it alone. Was not right!
Let then. put me into irons-let them
kill me-
"Come.' cried Colonel Quinnox, reach
inc his side at this instant. 'The girl
will be cared for. You are prisoner"
ssWait,'' implored Beverly, light sud-
denly breaking in upon her. please
wait, Colonel Quinnox." He hesitated,
his broad shoulders between her and
the gaping crowd below. She saw
with grateful heart that Yetive and
Lorry were holding the steps as II
against a warlike foe. SIS she-is she
your wife?''
"Good heavens, nov' gasped Baldos.
@Your sweetheart" piteously.
"She is the sister Of the man I serve
so poorly" he whispered. Quinnox al
lowed them to walk few PAGES down
the tagging, away from the curious
gaze of the persons below.
ooh. Ba]dosr' she cried, her heart
suddenly melting. 'Is she Prince Dan
tsn's sister," Her hand clasped his
convulsively as he nodded assent.
seNow do love you"
sThank Godr' he whispered joyous
". "I knew it, but I was afraid you
never would speak the words. / am
happy-I am wild with JOY"
ssBut they may shoot you,'' she shud-
dered. 'sYou have condemned your
self. Oh, 1 cannot talk to you as
want tout here before all these peo-
Die. Don't move, Colonel Quinnox.
They can't see through you. Please
stand STILL"
"They will not shoot me, Beverly,
dear. 1 am not a spy" said Baldos,
looking down into the eyes Of the slen-
der boyish figure who stood beside the
princess. cit is better that I should
die, however" he went on bitterly.
Life will not be worth living without
YOU. You would not give yourself to
the lowly, humble hunter, so p
81 will marry you, Paul. 1 love you.
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"It is bound to come out all right IN
the end" be cried, throwing up his
head to drink il the new Joy CO hy-
ing. s:They Will find that have done
nothing 70 injure Graustark- Wait
dearest, until the day gives up its news.
It will not be long in coming. All, this
promise Of yours gives me new life,
new Joy. I could shout it from the
housetopsv'
"But don'tr' she cried neryously.
"How does she happen to be here with
you? Tell me, Paul. Oh, isn't she
dear?''
"You shall know everything in time.
Watch over her, dearest. have lice
today for you, but it was lie I loved.
Care for her if you love me. When
am free and in favor again you will
All" He broke off suddenly with
an exclamation. His eyes were bent
eagerly on the circle Of trees just be-
yond the parade ground. Then his
hand clasped hers in one spasmodic
grip Of relief. An instant later he was
towering, with head bare, at the top Of
the steps. his hand pointing dramatic
ally toward the trees.
Ravone, still in his ragged uniform,
haggard. but eager, was standing like
a gaunt specter in the sunlight that
flooded the terrace. The vagabond,
with the eyes Of all upon him, raised
and lowered his arms thrice, and the
face of Baldos became radiant.
:'Your highness." he cried to Yetive,
waving his hand toward the stranger,
81 have the honor to announce the
Prince Of Dawsbergen."