Audubon Republican. [volume] (Audubon, Iowa) 1894-1925, 1908-04-02
CHAPTER xvI.-continued.

So they spring off their horses and
dear old Monsieur State, recognizing
The American. is about to offer them
rooms when they both suddenly ques-
ton him and learn to their concern
that no lady has arrived from the in
terror this day at his hotel.
she is drawn by two horses driven
by an old Corsican with beard sew
eral weeks DID," says Barnes.
1T doesn't matter how she was
driven; no lady has arrived here, gen
tlemen."
Then Marina must have gone to in
quire at the steamer Offices as to when
III arrive" cries Edwin.
Mon Dieu!" calculates Monsieur
Static, his eyes lighting up, you are
the young English naval officer whose
wedding to Mademoiselle Paoli created
such an excitement in the island two
weeks ago. Believe me, Monsieur,
your wife is not in Bastia, or | should
have heard of it. Everybody here hon
ors the name of Paoli-and your sweet
spouse is very much loved for her own
dear self"
Despite Monsieur States assertions,
the two young men stride out of his
hotel, and though desperately fatigued,
make inquiries at the Offices of the
Fraissinet and the Florio Ruballinio
companies, but no lady asking for ar
irving boats has been there. at all
events, none answering Marina's de-
scription.
I'VE may have passed her on the
road" remarks Barnes sympathetical-
ly, his anguish making him feel for his
companion. Wen give her two hours
to come in and overtake us-two hours
of rest" the poor fellow stretches his
limbs YEARLY. I'm flesh and blood,
Anstruther. You didn't climb noun,
tains all yesterday, as l did"
But Edwin, being unaccustomed to
horseback exercise, though wiry
enough upon the ships deck, is stiff
and sore. Compelled from very ia,
tigue, the young men contrive to limp
back to the Hotel de France, where
they are very we'll taken care Of, and
two hours sleep measurably reyives
them. Barnes has had shave and
would look almost debonair when he
comes down to breakfast at noon, but
normally frightened by anxiety give
the lie to any appearance of lightness
Anstruther is even more worried
than beforehand now as the day
draws on, without his wife appearing
look of fear comes into the young
mans face that is horrible.
Gazing at him. Barnes mutters: care
you good for another ride?"
"YeG-where?"
1--WE must take the back track" say:
the American. I'VE rode too rapidly
this morning, thinking Marina wa!
Just ahead of us, for critical investi
CATION"
Get under way" answers the lieu
tenant, and the two ride out of Bastia
making inquiries at every village ant
learning nothing.
In fact, the peasants. as they ge
nearer Ponte alla-Lecchia. are to-
much excited over the election of tn
morrow to talk about much else
"Voting-day is to be enlivened 10y
race riot of the Lucchese," says on
whom Barnes is questioning on tn
highway 'ust where tho Morosagli
road leaves it leading to the Tusca
sea.
Edwin has dismountad and Is sloucl
Ing morosely about the road to cas-
his tortured legs.
why don't they wipe out these N,
tinous Lucchese?" says the officer
quarterback tones as they get on the
, horses again.
. Then the native Corsicans woul
: have to work. These Lucchese com
over here from Ita.y ana do the MAJ