The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1910-01-15
"Oh, wen not forget you"

oh, we'll not forget you"
suppose not. BY the way,
would you mind telling me what
has become of your niece?"
Spantz glared at him. "She
does not meet with US now. My
niece is consecrating her every
thought to the task that lies be-
fore her. You will not see her
again.
It's an internal shame, that's
what it is exclaimed King, Ito
put 1T all upon that poor girl!
God, I'd give ten years of my life
to lead her out of this DEVILS
mess. She's too good for-for
that. It's
"She will be out of it, as you
say, tomorrow, my excellent Sa-
marian. She knows" There
could be no mistake as to the
meaning of the prophetic words.
With a profound bow to the
lady and leer for King, he de-
parted, boiling the door behind
him. Instantly King was at her
side.
IAN idea has come to me-" he
whispered eagerly. II think / see
a way. By George, if it should
only happen as / hope it may!"
Tell mel" she insisted.
mot now. l must think it all
out carefully. 1t won't do to get
your hopes up and then fail"
Whatever the thought was that
had come to him, it certainly had
put new life and hope into him.
She nibbled at the unwholesome
food, never removing her eyes
from his tall, restless figure as
he paced the floor, his brows knit
in thought. Finally he sat down
beside her, calmly helping himself
to a huge slice of bread and a
boiled carrot.
I've never liked carrots before.
l love 'em now. I'm taking them
for my complexion"
Don't jest, Mr.. King. What is
1t you intend to do? Please tell
me. | must know. You heard
what he said about taking me to
the counts. He meant Marlanx.
l will die first"
mo. l will die first. By the
way, | may as we'll tell you that
l wasn't thinking altogether of
how we are to escape. There was
something else on my mind" He
stopped and looked at her puzzled
face. why should / save you
from Marlanx just to have you
hurry off and get married to Vos
EtnOn2 JtfC n 4hn.,oL1
know" hastily, land unworthy of
a typical hero, but, just the same,
l hate to think of you marrying
someone-else.'
Someone else?" she question
ed, pucker on her forehead.
"Oh, | know l wouldn't have a
ghost of a chance, even if there
WASH t a Vos Engo. 1t isn't that
he explained. Il recognize the
er-difference in our stations
and
Are you crazy, Mr.. King?"
Not now. l was a bit touched,
l think, but I'm over it now. l
dare say it was caused by excess
|siye reading of improbable ro-
niances. Life rather takes it out
|of fellow, don't you know. It's
!ail simple enough in books, but
in"
What has all this got to do
with your plan to escape?"
Nothing at all. 1t merely has
ito do with my ambition to become
a true hero. You see, I'm an anna
teur hero. OF course, this is
good practice for me; in time, Il
may become an expert and have
no difficulty in winning a duchess
or even princess. Don't misun-
derstand me. l intend to do all
can toward rescuing you tonight.
The point I'm trying to get at is
this: don't you think it's pretty
rough on a hero to save the girl
for some other fellow to snap up
and marry?"
Il think I begin to see," she
said, a touch of pink coming into
her cheeks.
That's encouraging" he said,
staring gloomily at the food he
had put aside. "You are quite
sure you promised Vos Engo that
you'd marry him?"
mo. l did not promise him
that I'd marry him." she said,
leaning back and surveying him
between narrowed lids.
Continued Monday