The Montgomery advertiser. [volume] (Montgomery, Ala.) 1885-1982, 1908-02-10

fell halt-prostrate on the floor at the
very feet of her tormentor.
"Find her. my lordi' she sobbed pas
sionateiy; "find hers "you cam
you can" ."
But for sole answer he once more
pushed the door ajar.
Another voice came from the body
of the Hall now, that Of Mr.. Barham,
the Queens Sergeant:
and having proved Robert d'Es-
Glade. Duke of Wessex, guilty of this
most heinous murder, 7 on behalf OF
| the Crown will presently ask you. my
lord. to pass sentence of death upon
F, him."
mo. no, no, not deathy' she moaned
mot death" "They are mad, my
| lord--are they not mad?s eHe guilty
| OF murder! OIL will no one come for
| ward to prove him innoeentT
mo one can do that but you. my
daughter" replied His Bminence stern
| ly, as he once more closed the door.
"But you do not understand. In
Gods name, what would you have me
do? ! loved him. 1t Is true, buts
| 1t was another woman mot II an
! other woman. whose honor IL dearer
| to him than his owns sfor whose
sake he kilied% sfor whose sake he
Is siients sfor whose sake he will
dies . shut that woman was not
mot IT.
.Alasp, he replied plaeidly. .then
indeed nothing can save His Grace
| from the block% ."
He sighed and returned to his for
mer place beside the table. like q man
who has done all that duty demand
| ed of him, and now IL weary and
ready to let destiny take it's course
Ursula watched him DULY, stupidity
she could not read just then what went
on behind that mask of suave benev-
olence. Gould she have read the Car
dinal's innermost thoughts, she would
have seen that complete satisfaction
filled his ambitious heart. He knew
that he had succeeded; 1t was but a
question of times "a few minutes,
perhaps. but he had a good quarter
of an hour to spare In which the tor
tured soul before him would fight its
last fight with despair. There was
the long arraignment to be read out
by the Clerk OF the Crown. then the
names of the triers to be called out in
their order. all that, before the prison
err was actually called to the bar. Oh,
yes! he had plenty of time, now that
he was sure of victory.
The girl wandered mechanically
towards the door, her trembling hand
sought the latch, but was too weak
to turn 1t. She glued her ear to the
lock and perchance heard a word or
two, for even the Cardinal caught the
sound of a loud voice reading the
deadly Indictment.
1.-THE prisoner hath confesseds ."
"This most heinous erime| ."
"For which sentence of deaths ."
Return his precept and bring forth
the prisoner"
Ursula Strengthened out her girIish
figure; with a firm hand now she
smoothed her veil over her hair. and
rearranged the disordered folds of her
kerchief. She recrossed the room with
an unfaltering step. and once more
took a seat on the low stool opposite
HIS Eminence the Cardinal.
She seemed to have reassumed the
same icy calm which she had worn
earlier in the interview; she was quite
pale again. and all traces of tears had
disappeared from her eyes.
Quite instinctively, certainly against
his will. the Cardinal failed to return
the steady gaze which she now fixed
upon him. AS she sat there close to
him, her great, lustrous eyes trying to
search his very soul. he knew that at
last she had guessed.
She knew that he was fully aware
of the fact that she was not the wo-
man for whose sake the Duke of Wes-
sex was suffering condemnation at this
very moment. All the meshes of the
man she loved in a felon's dock escaped
her utterly, but this much she realized
that the Cardinal had worked for the
Dukes undoing, that he knew who her
rival was. that he was wilfully shield
ing that woman. whilst carelessly sac
rifcing her-Ursula Glynde--to the
success of some further scheme.