The Marion daily mirror. (Marion, Ohio) 1892-1912, 1908-12-28


Pushing the heavy draperies guard.
ing the entrance to the inner chamber
aside, l entered without ceremony
then paused, for the princess was be.
fore me-
Aroused by the sound of voices in
the antechamber she had risen from
a couch and confronted me. The half
light touched her with glow soft as
moonlight, revealing the whiteness of
her skin, the gentle curve of her
throat and neck and the yelled splen-
dor of the soft, dark eyes.
"My lord" said she. "what means
this intrusion2 'Tis but poor courtesy
which sends thee hither when would
| be alone"
She took me for the Duke de Biart.
The shadow of the draperies con-
cealed my features, and, being some
what the size Of the nobleman, the
mistake was easy. took step to-
ward her, the CLEAN OF my hlt fash
ing in the light she started, her hand
going to little toy dagger which lay
upon the table at her side. Suddenly
the color which had risen to her
cheeks died away, her lips parted and
her hand went to her heart.
M. de Marc" she cried, IN. de
Marc, 'tis thou! Thou wilt save me
from this madmanr'
princess" / replied, "none shall
harm thee. The king hath sent me to
take thee back TO Paris"
She smiled softly, laying her hand
upon my arm. Brave NJ. de Marc"
cried she. Would might
The voice of De Rossel checked her
words, his face appearing between the
curtains.
Look to thyself, De Marc!" he cried.
A cry from the princess made me
turn sharply. Beyond the circle OF
light where the dark canopy of the
bed met the wall saw an evil figure,
cloaked and booted, plumed hat upon
head and naked blade In hand. Twas
the Duke de Blart, who had entered
noiselessly through secret passage In
the wall
His eyes were fixed upon me In
more astonishment, nor methinks he
recognized In the intruder of the prin-
cess chamber the kings musketeer.
AS | wavered, my hand upon the
hilt, he advanced slowly his eyes still
fixed upon my face.
Sir" said he very softly, what
would you with this ladyT
The princess crept to my side
Brave NJ. de Marc" she whispered
trust him not. A sudden thrust
Sir" cried the duke second time,
what is thy businessf'
''At the kings command" replied
shortly.
AYE, the good king" he muttered.
WE were " dine together. What OF
the king?'
De Rossel stepped across the thresh
old. "The man is mad" he whispered,
mad os hare. Beware, DE Mare"
The sight of him changed the
dukes mood.
"Begonep' he cried; then Of sud.
den he lunged at me with his sword.
AS the blood drawn from the prick
he gave me in the shoulder appeared
upon Tue iaee VI my collar tue prin-
cess cried OUT, aud de Rossel pressed
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