The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1909-04-21
When The King Awoke
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near, and were looking and listening;
the one sneeringly yet with keen in
terest, the other gloomily. Where
they had halted the group of bandits
CAPPED and grinned. Furious, but cold,
the king stopped and unceremonious-
ly raised the grovelling duchess to
her feet.
Are you crazy, Myrtle. With all
looking on" and as signal of warm
ing which could not be spoken, ne
frightened his hand upon her arm.
ooh, l will be careful, | will be care
full, Henry" She chung, sobbing hys-
terically, to his breast. "Only tell me
you are not angry
II shall be angry if you don't calm
yourself" Kissed the king, testify,
striving to thrust her back.
A SINGLE piercing scream startled
them apart, and turned every face
in the one direction. The queen was
lying, motionless. apparently lifeless,
by the gray granite outcrop, whence
she had advanced but step or two
With an oath wrung of heart pro-
test and despair the king, fiinging off
the duchess still imploring hand,
rushed to the prone, limp form and
knelt beside it.
"Fetch her in, and we will let this
new doXie tend to her." called hawk
nose.
The king bore the queen toward
the cabin. Her pink and gold brown
trailed from his arms. The rouge
showed CHASTITY upon her cheeks. Be-
hind, upon the rocks, lay the blacl.
domino, and midway, as if vainly 1T
had essayed to follow, the fan.
"She? Here?" breathed the duch-
ess, wide-eyed, staring.
eco in," babe hawk-nose, sharply.
..No!" interposed Sir Hugo, with
sudden energy.
But the duchess, obeying, walking
as if hypnotized, passed through the
doorway.
''By my soul!" said hawk-nose,
laughing. Zone woman may easily
make hell a paradise, but two
make paradise and he shrug-
ged his shoulders. who is
this pretty gypsy? BY the cross,
but that Henry must be bigger
knave than he looks-and a fool into
the bargain--to let her hang about
his knees so long. ] would have
raised her right quickly, lip high, at
the least. Who is she? What do you
know?"
ga woman he has met. She loves
him and has followed him. suppose
the news of our capture somehow got
to her ears answered Sir Hugo, cas-
lily.
81 will learn how, if leave not a
tooth in head" growled hawk-nose;
and with stride of displeasure, he
made across the green.
Within the cabin the king laid his
charge upon the bunk, and whirled
fercely at the duchess.
"Out!" he snarled, imperatively.
"Out! Quick, before she sees You.
YOU!"
The duchess recoiled. She stood
wavering, uncertain, upon the TIRES
hold, as if not knowing where to
turn.
Sir Hugo beckoned to her, and NOV
ing blindly, she went to him.
Inside, the king brooded over the
unconscious queen. He dared gently
to smooth her forehead, upon whose
fine white skin loosened strands OF
silky hair, like yellow floss, were
vainly struggling. The touch of her
thrilled him, and almost did he Cry
out in an agony of love. Up from
the depths of him rose flood of
passion upon which the traces Of
other passion were but froth; pity,
regret, infinite compassion and bitter
self-reproach-these mingled with the
tide. No flood ephmeral was this,
swelled only by foul weather and DOR
mant in fair, but flood that should
never sink, and one that fairly chokad
him as he leaned and watched the