The Brookings register. [volume] (Brookings, Brookings County, S.D.) 1903-1971, 1910-04-14
CHAPTER XII.
A NEW PRISONER ARRIVES.

was aroused from the doze into
which he had fallen. Was 1t the
Goth? Loud. quick commands
came to his ears.
They are here at last" he heard
some one say. God! This suspense
has been awful. But they are here"
Stand ready. then. with the guns"
cried Peter Brutus. 1T may be a
trick. after all. Don't open that door
down there. Spantz. until you know
who is on the outside"
IT'S al. right" came at last In the
relieved, eager voice of Peter Brutus.
"CioGr the way, comrades. Give them
room. BY Il holy father. this is a
brave triumph. All"
Heavy footsteps clogged into the
room. accompanied by s%tertorious
breathing and no small amount of
grunting from masculine threats. Not
one but three or four languages were
spoken by the excited. intense occu-
pants of the other room. King could
make nothing Of what they said. Final
ly the sharp. incisive voice Of VIII
III bDlJdhlb thiouSh nv phpbiSs
commanding silence.
"Still unconscious" he said when
some measure Of order was secured.
yes" grunted one of the men.
"We will have our Instructions to-
morrow. The count is to inform us
before nightfall where she is to be re-
moved to. Next week she is going TO
go to Schloss Marlanx." Brutus added
a cruel. heartiess laugh.
A woman, thought TruXton. The
countess. They had brought her here
from Balak. after all. What a re-
morseless brute Marlanx must be to
maltreat his beautiful wife.
To my mind she is more beautiful
than his own wife" observed Anna
Cromer. ''She will be q fine morsel for
the count, who has even cast longing
eyes on so homely a mortal as l."
"All are alike to him." said
SpantZ sententiously.
I'VE must put her in the room with
the American for the present. You are
sure he will take her away before Sat
urday? A woman's cries are most dis
t~ressing." 1t was Spantz who spoke.
"Tll stop her crying" volunteered
Anna Cromer harshly.
"She's regaining her senses" ex-
claimed one Of the men. stand back.
every one. Give her air"
Presently the door to Kings room
was thrown open. He had got to his
feet and was standing in the center
Of the room. his eyes blinking in the
glare Of light.
"Hello!" cried Peter Brutus. You
up. Ell? We've got a fair lady for
you. my friend. Get back there. you
dog. Keep in your corner"
"You are a fine bunch Of human
beings" blurted Truxton.
A man with a lighted candle entered
first. holding the light above his head.
He was followed by two others. who
supported the dropping. tottering fig
dre of a m
LET her sit there against the wall.
Drago. Julius. fetch in more candles.
She must not be left in the dark. He
says she is not to be frightened to
death. Women are afraid Of the dark
and strange dogs. Let there be light"
scoffed Peter Brutus, splitting toward
King.
"PIl get you for that some day."
grated the American. white with anger.
Enough commanded William
Spantz. I'VE are not children" Turn
ing to King, he went on, a touch Of
kindness in his voice: "Cheer her II
you can. She is one Of your class. Do
not let the lights go OUT.
Raising his hands, he fairly drove
the others from the doorway.
Ito lie c~ontinued.)
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