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

rising moon.
Slightly before this, Marina had
been sitting on the long veranda Of
the Corsican farmhouse, the lighted
lamps placing some tinges OF ruby In
her dark brown hair and giving color
j to the light costume that enhances
her loneliness.
Quietly entering from the house.
Cipriano Danella. costumed in the old
time, romantic Corsican garb. gazes
upon the exquisite girl outlined by the
light costume.
/ The eagerness OF his glance draws
Mrs. Anstruther's eyes to him. She
looks up and says: "Ah, Count Cipri-
ano, 1t was very noble of you, who
/ had feared would hate me, to rescue
/ me from the Lucchese.' At your adj
I vice, ! have rested here. but to-mor-
row. Notwithstanding the romantic
serenade you have provided for me.
must go on to Bastia.'
ooh, yes. to Bastia." murmurs the
count softly. and stepping nearer says
suavely, though there is weird sug-
/ gestion in his voice that somewhat dis
quiets the lady: I'VE are alone here
In my old farmhouse, only old Martha
the cook, who, far away, will snore till
dawn, and my nephew, Count Enrico."
Il haven't seen him. remarks the
girl uneasily.
"Parbleu, you did once, the gentle
man with the scar upon his face. the
one who delivered the letter that
caused your nerves to Jump In the
| Marseilles railroad station. Even now
!, his name seems to have an i'll effect
upon you" for Marina has started up.
and the fiuttering OF her light skirts
shows her limbs are trembling.
mia Madre, was he the mani" she
shoulders. And was 1t you who penned
| it?" Then some divination entering
her mind she implores patbetically:
Holy Virgin, no harm has come to
Edwin? Have l not kept the cruel
| pact? Have / not deserted my dear
husband? 1t was the promise Of that
awful letter that no evil should come
to Edwin II left his arms"
"Ah, but you intended to return to
them, bella mia" smiles the gentle
man.
The young wife scarcely hecds the
| insinaation OF the subtle Italian term.
but stammers confused. Why do
you think that?"
Ma fol, you were journeying to Bas-
tia to meet your husband. lured there
by telegram | directed to be sent to
you from that place" whispers the
count significantly.
"The telegram was false? Edwin Is
not in Corsica? Edwin is safe? Madre
d Dio, | thank thee," Marina's voice
rings with a hope that produces su-
preme JOY in Cipriaao's occult mind.
/ This lady upon whom he has set his
fervid heart, is courage personified as
I regards her own safety. but the great
love she bears this Englishman makes
| her timid for him. It's Danella's plan
| to use for it's own destruction this gem
erous and mighty love.
That's what | wish to discuss with
you he observes quietly, gazing upon
face to which each wave OF passion
4 rilaS GRNb tpNtilhEHH tldl iit tdhtiVt
restrain the monstrous proposition on
! his tongue. 1t breaks forth. My poor
brother loved you, but you gave him
I death" he whispers passionately. Il
! love you. but per Baccho, you will not
! give me death--but loyel"
Love? Impossible?' Marina starts
from him wildly; then scorn coming to
I nor n nj xf,fa arb.
ly you are speaking to welded
wife. Monsieur"
Not legally welded. | have hopes.
4 My brother, poor Musso. perchance by
his lips in private gave his consent to
your nuptials, but of that / have no
! proof. There is no written document
You are still child--but 20--accord-
ing to the French law, you cannot wed
without the consent OF your guardian
for several years. Anstruther, in his
careless English way. thought not OF
/ IT,; you were too eager for his wooing
to note the omission. BY my poor
brothers death, his authority as your
| guardian passes to me-"
J 'Pishl ! was welded in Musso's very
| presence. answers the girl. proudly;
then cries: Il am Edwin Gerard An
struthers wife. by the church and by
my love"
""Tis pity: you compel me to make
| you his widow"
| "Edwin's widow" At that awful
word, Marina shudders and sinks over
| come into a chair.
Listen to mel" Cipriano's voice 10
deep with menace. yet soft with pas
sion. "On the further cliff down the
coast are quarries OF dazzling -hued
green Orezza marble that is taken
from this island to deck palaces"
"Orezza marble. what has that to
do with Edwin's life?" half SCOTS the
! girl.
| But 1t may have something to do
with his DEATH" observes Danella.
For the blasting OF the rock is used