Martinsburg statesman-democrat. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1906-1921, 1908-05-29

satanic plot against your married hap
| piness. Edwin" whispers Barnes. "As
near as can make out. this devilish
missiye says that Marina must desert
| you. her accursed English husband;
then they will spare your life II she
| remains with you, your fate will be
| hers. Your safety from death is Offer
| ed as bride to your young wife II she
| deserts your bed and leaves herself
open to the stilletos OF these devils.
| Vi she stays with you and clings to
| you, you will be assassinated, even in
her arms"
Then the wife of my heart has left
me fearing as the attack upon my sis
| ter's liberty has been successful their
efforts against my life win be equally
So" shudders Edwin: next cries out
almost angrily: She was mad not
| to trust me I"
mind some infamous plot against your
life and hers, but now 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-comel 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 loveliness? 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 her?'' 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 her," continues Burton
! THAT is my duty here, rescue or
| avenge 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
/ pms III tllt sui diIg anu d IuOLlent
| 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 fresh and
| increasing breeze, is bounding through
| the water.
Graham is still at the wheel, Barnes
pacing the little deck of the silent
| craft His steely eyes peer into the
| 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 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, dinna think be-
fore early tomorrow"
You are carrying all the sail posi-
ble?r
Every cloth she has"
Barnes turns to step into the cabin.
You're going down to try and get
wee bit o. sleep, ha hopes" remarks
the Scotch mate sympathetically,
''Sleep?" the American laughs as IL
in mockery Of the idea, yet goes below
and tries to force his mind to the com
mon sense of this strange abduction.
The next morning with the first rays
of the sun, Barnes is on deck again,
peering toward the east, and before
him is blue haze that Graham, who
is again at the wheel, says Is Corsica
But now some few feet from the
stem of the little vessel. a figure that
has been crouching under the low buk
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