Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1908-06-03
CHAPTER XV.-Contlnued.

This is spoken as he springs off the
horse, losses the bride to the boy, and
runs up the stairs. Marina is inside,
l imagine" he says, and calls through
the doorway.
Marina left for Bastia over an hour
ago says Barnes.
why did she leave for Bastia?"
"A telegram" answers Barnes, "pur-
porting to come from you stating that
you would be at that place tomorrow
morning. Notwithstanding her fatigue,
she went on by carriage to meet you"
"A telegram? Impossible! Bastia
Is at the north end of the island. l
arrived at Ajaccio, the south end. Be.
sides, l sent no telegram"
Edwin is interrupted by short cry
from Barnes: "Cipriano Danella!"
With an execration Anstruther asks
hoarsely: DO you think he has aught
to do with this?'
Il am pretty certain of it. You do
not realize that fellows passion for
For my wife? By heaven, I'll kill
him." and the young English officer
looks round to call the boy who has
come with him, but the urchin, being
eager for bed, is already out of hear
ing with the horse. Suddenly he cries:
Barnes, you're not going to leave
Enid here unprotected" for the Amer
lean is almost running down the ave-
nue., Edwin after him.
81 haVoO't found my
"The lady upstairs, whom I heard ?"
"Was not Enid. 1t was that Internal
La Belle Blackwood, and yet I forgive
her, for she told me the direction she
thought Enid had TAKEN" and as they
half trot, half stride down the avenue
under the chestnut trees, Burton emit
omizes his adventures of the day.
What are you going to do now?"
Get horses and follow your wife.
She is the one to which we have a
clew. We must prevent her falling
into Danella's hands. Perhaph-I
pray God--in following her we may
find also the way to my wife,
"Why?'
Because Cipriano is the real brains
of this Internal outrage"
AS they reach the gateway of the
grounds they are abruptly intercepted.
One Of the young Bellacoscia, hidden
in a tree, springs out to them, gun in
hand, but recognizing Mr.. Barnes, the
young man says: Il am one of those
watching that no Saliceti troubles YOU,
/ let this man pass because I saw he
was foreigner"
That's all right" replies Burton,
but could you show me the telegraph
station and where to get horses?"
BESIDE Hotel Mouvrages in the
main street is the telegraph station -
answers the young man, "and a stable
to hire horses is at the inn."
Thank you. Also I want to see
your chief, if he hasn't already gone to
the mountains"
Us it Important"
Every"
Then Signore Antonio will be here
In a few minutes" answers the young
fellow and speeds off through a neigh
boring lane.
The two hurry to the inn, but Bocog-
nano has gone to bed. Its houses are
all unlighted, their doors are locked.
There will be no chance to telegraph
to Bastia or any way station on that
road before tomorrow morning. It is
nearly an hour before they succeed in
arousing somnolent hostler at the
inn ctah1pS who mnt+ org oil +ho I,o..,e
are tired and must have nights rest.
But stimulated by a gold piece placed
in his sleepy hand the man finally
awakens sufficiently to saddle two
horses, which he says are the liveliest
of any in the stable.
On two sorry beasts they dash up to
Marina's home and find waiting on it's
steps the great bandit and one or two
of bis men.