Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1908-04-15
CHAPTER x.-continued.

CHAPTER x.-continued.
But the other breaks in: "She is
helpless in that DEVILS hands, who's
tricked us both. This man means to
kill herr"
Not as you fear" mutters Barnes.
"Cipriano doubtless came here, in his
mind some infamous plot against your
life and hers, but now l think the same
crazy passion for Marina that was in
his brother has entered him. Never
did your wife look more lovely than
when she so nobly offered to go to
Corsica to try and bring your sister
back
Bring my sister back? That's why
she's gone" asserts Anstruther. do
you suppose any other consideration
would have induced her to leave me?
She thinks her word is potent among
the friends of her childhood in Bocog-
nano. Marina is going to Corsica,
Barnes, and go with you. The YES
sci is there-come!" Anstruther's
rapid strides are carrying him to the
door of the hallway, but the Ameri-
cans voice stays him.
She will never get to Corsica" says
Barnes, sadly.
Why not?"
.'Why not? Danella longs for her.
Couldn't you see his uncanny passion
gradually growing as he looked upon
her loneliness? No, she will not be
permitted to get very far away from
him. Don't you suppose his emissaries
are alert now-the man with the scar
over his eye that delivered this das-
tard note to herr" Then the tone of
the American changes; he says very
solemnly: And yet, think you can
thank God that the passion of the
lover has entered this devils heart
and taken the passion of the assassin
from it; for otherwise, with his thugs
about her, your wife would now be
dead. You stay here and try and find
Marina. AS for me, my duty is to go
to that island and if she is living, to
bring back my bride-if she is dead.
avenge herr" continues Burton.
That is my duty here, rescue or
ayenge Marina!" cries the English.
man.
Barnes leaves his brother-in.law
arming himself and making ready to
go out of the villa in pursuit of the
loved one he has lost, and hurries
down the path to the water. The
darkness is now so great he can scarce
discern the little fishing vessel still
tied up to the landing stage. He rap
idly springs over her low freeboard,
and calls: Get under way!" The
alert Graham is already at her helm;
her big lateen sails are hoisted flap.
ping in the soft air, and a moment
later under a smart breeze the little
craft is gliding toward the entrance
of the Bay of Villefranche
The Examinations of Nice fade away
in the darkness of the night to the
American upon the deck of the fishing
vessel, which now. under a fresh and
increasing breeze, is bounding through
the water
Graham is still at the wheel, Barnes
pacing the little deck of the silent
Wait. Illo olccly eyes peer 1ulO luc
gloomy blank ahead of him. His life
seems blank also. Tonight he had
expected the lovelit eyes of his fairy
bride to be beside him on a honey
moon cruise. Now! He smites his
hands despairingly together.
He turns to Graham at the wheel
and asks: How long before we reach
Corsica?"
with this breeze, l dinna think be-
fore early Tomorrow"
You are carrying all the sail posi-.
ble?"
Every cloth she has"
Barnes turns to step into the cabin.
You're going down to try and get a
wee bit O. sleep, ha' hopes" remarks
the Scotch mate alphabetically.
Sleep" the American laughs as If
in mockery of the idea, yet goes below