The Paducah evening sun. [volume] (Paducah, Ky.) 1906-1929, 1909-01-18

kissed It, and then held 1t high In the
air.
at was monselgneur's wish. Let us
avenge him. God hears mel"
"God hears your came all the voices.
The ceremony was finished. Six men
took up the board on which the king
lay, carried II down from the rostrum
and along the street TO the guar,ihouse.
sophy followed. and her friends walk
ed after her. Still she seemed as
though In dream. Her voice had
sounded absent. almost unconscious.
She was pale as death save for the red
star.
Following her dead. she passed out
OF sight. Immediately the crowd be-
gan to dispense. though most OF the
men with arms gathered around Luke
witch and seemed TO await his orders.
Basil Williamson moved away from
the window. with n heavy sigh and a
gesture OF detection.
II wish we could get her safe out OF
It," he said. Isn't II wonderful. her
being hcrey'
"Yes. but I'd forgotten that" Dun
stanbury was still by the window. He
had been thinking that his service now
would not be 90 monseigneur. Yet no
doubt Basil had mentioned the wisest
form OF service. Sopby's own few
words-the words for which she cited
Heavens witncss-hinted at another.
But Basil had recalled his mind 20
the marvel. Moved as he had been by
his talk with sophy and even more by
the scene which had Just been enacted
before his eyes. his face lit up with n
smile as he looked across 10 Bash.
eyes. old fcliow-wonderfui sophy
Crouch, Queen OF Kravonia! II beats
Macbeth hollowr'
"Its pretty nearly as dreary." said
Basil. with n discontinued grunt.
Il find II pretty nearly as exciting"
! Drnstanbury said. "and hope for 4
I happier ending. Meanwhilc'--he bro
kled the leather belt which held his re-
volver around his walst-"I'm for some
breakfast. and then shall 60 and ask
/ that tall fellow who did all the talking
n there's anything can do for King
Sophia. BY Jove. wouldn't Cousin Meg
open her eyesT'
"Yeu'll end by getting yourself stuck
up against the wall and shot" Basil
grumbled.
IF I do I'm quite sure Of one thing.
old fellow-and that is that your wood
en- old mug will be next In the line or
thereabouts."
II say. Dunstanbury. wish could
have saved him.
Sc do I. Did you notice her facef'
Williamson gave a scornful toss OF
his head
well. yes I was an ass 10 ask THAR
Dunstanbury admitted candIdly. II
would certainly not have been easy TO
avoid noticing Sophy's face.
At G o'clock that morning Max ron
Hollbrandt took horse for Slavna. HIS
diplomatic character Mt once made n
proper for him TO rejoin his legation
and enabled him 20 act as n messenger
with safety TO himself. He carried the
tidings OF the death OF the king and OF
the proclamation-of Sophy There was
no concealment. VolSenrs defiance 10
Slavna was open and avowcd. volsenI
held that there was no true Stefano-
witch left and cited the will Of the last
OF the royal house as warrant for it's
choice. The gauntlet was thrown down
with a royal air.
1t was well for Max TO get back 10
his post. The diplomatists in Slavna
and their chiefs at home were soon TO
be busy with the affairs OF Kravonia.
Mistitch had struck at the life OF even
more than his. king-that was to he
come evident before many days had
passed.