Martinsburg statesman-democrat. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1906-1921, 1908-07-10

darling go.
AS Danella has clutched her, the old
neck fastenings OF the ancient gown
have given way; she plucks its laces
further apart over her dazzling bosom
and begs. Bury your stiletto here,
BIZ spare my husband"
Her pose only makes her the moro
alluTing to his devouring eyes.
What, kill the being l adore!"
shudders Cipriano. Il have no stiletto
and have taken care no knife Is neas
your desperate hands. my lady. Be
sides. I'll never let you so. II you will
not leave your husband as his wife.
leave him as his widow"
Here. Enricol" he calls.
The young cavalier with the scar
above his eyebrow comes onto the
yeranda and says MY uncle. honor
thee. you have decided to give this
woman DEATH
No. llfe---llfe and Lowell and death
to those who stand between me aud
heri The torch TO the lone orange
tree In the center OF the lawn--you
placed the fuse--when / give the sig
mai to you. light IT,"
~He viii be blown to atoms7"
screams tho girl.
Certainly. then you are free To
marry me and can say your prayers
with a good conscience," laughs the
count
MY uncle, | am bound to your
orders by the oath OF the vendetta and
thy promise TO ray my gambling debts
and make me itch again" said tho
young man. En- leo passes from the
verandah and Marina sees the flame
Of the torch moving to the orange tree.
she raises her voice and shrieks with
all her force: Edwin. my husband.
you have only minute to save your
life. In some way. descend from the
towers They are going to blow 1t upl"
And cry comes TO her: my wife.
impossible!"
And over II are frantic curses from
Tie American detective. and the voice
OF old Tomasso. croning: 1T IL the
will OF the Dewitt"
Marina shouts: II can only give you
life by being this devil's!"
The answer Of the young sailor
comes. calm MS the voice OF an English
officer should be facing death: Not
ut that price. darling! Don't think Of
mel
Then the tortured girl begins to
wiring her hands and sob as she sees
the men In the tower struggling to
break out. struggling Is men In tho
turret OF sinking battleship. The
face she adores Ii before her In Ito
death agony-the weird music from
the sea comes family to her. telling Of
woman's devotion, for the barbaric
ballads have been selected with I'M
canny subtlefy. For one dread mo-
ment, Marina wildly thinks: sTll save
my Edwin's life--then I'll keep myself
from this crafty fiend by death In the
waves from on the vessel on which he
bears me away" But the thought
shoots through her: my dear hus-
band will believe am a faithless and
dlshonored wife!"
To Cipriano. who is trlumphantly
murmuring: II see, by your bushes.
you're mine," she shouts: sNeveri"
and desperately would run to the base
OF the tower and die with her hus-
band.
But the arms OF Danella encircle
her, holding her firm as bands Of
steel. infamed by the propinquity OF
her loyeIiness, the contact OF the per-
feet figure he clasps. the subtle per
funie Of her waving hair that tosses
in tresses about. Cipriano Whisper
ing You have still time. Anstruther
may yet live ! have not given the sig
nal Be mine, But one long, sweet kiss
to prove it,
And never dare to look on the face
OF any true man or woman? No, mol"
Frantically she has broken from his
arms; she IL running towards the
torch, desperately hoping to snatch it
from the hands Of the satyr holding it
ready to apply II to the fue.
After one unsuccessful step to over.
take her swift feet, Danella cries say.
agely: Fire the minel"
Enrico. the fuse in one hand. rho
blazing torch La the other. IL applying
the flame TO 1t.
There Is sharp whiff Of the still
night air like the faint snap OF dis
tant whip and the man with the scar
falls. as X struck from Heaven.
"DiasoIo. what mystery is this? My
self to light the fuse." cries Cipriano.
and runs to the flambeau faring on
the ground.
But Marina. her eyes baneful with
agony. mutters II am a Corsican,'
and as he picks up the torch, the des-
perate girl seizes him with her deli
cate hands and struggles with him
frantically
But her slight strength IL naught to
that OF hts wiry frame. Danella picks
up the torch. Take your choice. he
whispers. THE Englishman lives and
your are my mistress; he dies. and
you are my honored wifel"