The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1908-03-25

Marina stands in the hallway with
her husband To Barnes, as he wrings
her hand, she whispers: Remember,
a dead man cannot take Enid from
that barbarous home of mine There.
fore guard youl own life
| They step out ON the porch. Some
moving lights are al the landing place
and they hear the swash OF sweeps
and the cries Of the italian crew az
they warp heir fishing vessel up 70
the platform
Here III 80 down with You and see
| YOU on boasd and yoar Graf, ship,
share. remarks Austru,hel. Let me
CARY that rifle of yours
Come" says Barnes, to whom
every minute seems aa hour and hur.
ries down The rath hut as Edwin fol.
lows, Man "a s white agus Irvine round
| HIM Close. tight ana clingins as if they
couldn't let him go.
| Don't fear for me, you trembling
| dear, whispers her husband. kissing
| the excited face TN be back soon.
At the landing Barnes finds he has
quite d little to do paving the Italian
| fishermen 10 remain on shore as Ora
| ham is getting their stores and water
| properly arranged on the craft Of
| this Anstruther now takes charge. but
though he works with Il Will. il is al
/ most half an hour before the Young
naval officer pronounces the fishing
vessel shipshape in case of heavy
weather.
Then the young English officer leads
| the American aside and says with the
craft of seaman: Under this pres
ent breeze. ii those devils you're in
pursuit of want to make their island
| quickly. they'll be compelled TO strike
| its northwest coast somewhere near
Porto. Graham will know how to
| steer the course. Id go With YOU
| but
But Your first duty is here to pro-
tect Your wife.
You think these devils haven't all
| for herr
Yes. keep sharp eye on your
loved one. That was my error"
means Burton. Il left Enid out of my
sight for only a few minutes
Then good-by," says the sailor hur-
| riedly and wrnging Barnes hand
strides up the path to Lady Chartris
villa.
Then Burton stepping on board the
| fishing lusger, which is big enough to
make the run to Corsica, they would
| Immediately throw off their moorings
| to the little landing stage. but the
Italian padrone of the craft. noting
Barnes haste seems great and his
| need extreme steps up and demands
additional recompense from the Amer
lean MILFORD for his vessel, declaring
he will not let her go until he has
more money: that his ship may be
wrecked at sea and he has no insur
ance
Pay him." mutters Barnes impa-
! uently, and hands his pocketbook to
| Graham
But payment takes some time, the
light of the lantern not being very
good and the Italian inspecting every
bill TO see its value and again greedily
| imploring for more money, stating
| that his men will desert him if he
\ gives them not speedy employment.
| Give him what he asks, cries Bur
| ton again: then pauses and mutters:
! Good God" and springs on shore,
! For shout has rung out through the
' night air from Lady Chartris' villa and
! there is terror i'll it, and he knows il
| is the voice of the stout-nelved An
1 struther. who would not give cry un
| less some sudden and uncannv despair
had come upon him.
| The American rushes up the path
' and few steps from the door almost
runs against Edwin. In the darkness
| the frenZied men seize each other, for
Anstruther is now as frantic as him
self. Recognizing him. Barnes asks:
What's the matter?'
by heaven, Another blow in the
dark My wife has gone also,
Marina2 Impossible, You have
looked the grounds over9 You have
searched the house,"
Here's note from her, left in her
chamber. begging me to forgive her.
saving 1t is to save my life
My God. what horrible plot is it
that has bereft us both in moment Q"
asks Barnes. If she had Only told
YOU the contents of that devilish let
ter.
The two are in the hall together, in
their anguish, their voices ring out
loudly. A friehtenedeyed shortsk
ed creature runs TO them and trem-
blingly asks. Did you want Marina S
Knockout letter very much, Barnsey :?
The last part of it,"
1T was perhaps Ends life, perhaps
| tho Mt -.