The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1910-01-13

and grasped HilIapi's Aand. the one
buried In tAe princes throat. and
pulled. She was not streag enough.
"Nerrfhew! OMauy! Quick! Fl.
is Killing ihamr she cried wildly.
The tive finally succeeded In separat-
ing the men, and none TOO soon. 4
moment more and the prince had been
a dead man.
La Signorina turned upon HElard-
-And you would have done this thing
before my very eyesr'
IL WIS mad" ne painted. shamed. II
love you better than anything else in
Gods world. and this man means that
I shall lose you"
The prince iarcbed toward Hiltard,
but fortunately Merrihew beard the
sIi6kering sound Of the saber as ie left
Its scabbard Merrihew with a des-
operate lunge stopped the blow. He
flung the saber at O'Mally's feet.
You speak English" said Merrihew
in an ugly temper. You may send
your orderly 70 the Hotel Italie tomor-
row morning, and your saber will be
given TO him We can get along with
tout you nicely
The prince tore at his mustaches
lMeddlers! To return to Florence with
out his saser was dishonor. He cursed
them all roundly and turned TO La
Signorins.
II am in the way here be cried.
But listen. You shall remain my
| ife so long as both of US live. | had
intended arranging your freedom once
! the estate and moneys were divided,
/ but not now You shall read nay wife
| till the end of the book. for unless 1
meet you halfway the marriage con-
| tract cannot be broken. Ia the old
/ days it was your conscience. The still
small voice seems no longer te trouble
you" turning suggestively to billiard.
You are stopping at the Hotel Italie?"
Il am. You Will find me there" re-
turned Hillard. with good understand
/ ing.
Coed Your highness, tomorrow
night i shall hare the extreme pleas
ure of running your lover through the
throat. He picked up his cap and
took his Drincely presence out Of their
Immediate vicinity.
1T will do my soul good to stand
before that scoundrel." said Hillard.
stretching out his hands and closing
them with crushing force.
La fignorina laid a protesting hand
on his arm.
II love you be murmured as be
beut Ia kiss her bend. And IL is not
for ysu to hear me say
So
81 forbid you to say THAR But the
longing of the world was in her eyes
;as she booked down at his head
This is what comes OF Americas
.gi:Is marrying these blamed foreign
ers." growled the tender hearted
O'Mally why did you do it?''
Il am almost Italian. Mr. O'Mally. /
had no choice in the satter. The af-
fair was prearranged by our parents.
after the continental fashion
When H1lard and La Hgnorina were
at iength sJone he asked. when shall |
| see you axain?"
Who kBsws? Some day. perhaps, |
when time has softeBed the sharp |
edges Of this moment Tomorrow 1 /
shall write. r very soon.r'
You will sesd for meT' with eager
ness aud hope.
why moi; There is nothing wrong
In our friend snip. and I prize it.
Promise.
II promise. Goodby, For q little
while ] have lived in paradise. wher-
aver I may be. at the worlds end.
rou have but 10 call me. In a month.
q a year, a decade. | shall come.
ioodby.r'. Without looking at her
gain be rushed away.
She remained standing there as mo-
ionless as 4 statue. He had not asked [
Ter If she loved him. and that was {
veil. But there was not at that mo-
leut in all the length and breadth OF {
tally Il loueiier woman than her high I
ess the Principessa di Monte Blanca. 4
Meanwhile the prince. raging.
iounted his horse Eth. well. This "
me tomorrow night the American o
hould pay dearly for it all
And the woman-be could never NJ
Understand her But for her FOOLS h
he would not have been &
ding the beggar's horse today. She
as now too self reliant. too intelli- II
ant. She was her father over again. In
ldier and diplomat
He was riding past the confines of the c,
lila when Il man darted our suddenly III
ON the shadows and seized the bride. III
AT last, my prince"
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lnstinctively the prince reached for W,
s saber. knowing that be had need sb
1t. but the scabbard was empty. su
> cursed the folly which had made no
N lose it. Oddly enough his thought m,
n swiftly back TO the little casa in 10,
e Sabine hills. Bah, Full of cour- 40
e. knowing that one or the other -
ould not leave this spot alive. he al
'uck his horse. with purpose this !,
ne. TO run his man down. But Clio -,
mi did not lose his hold. Hate and
, nearness of revenge made him -,
'ong. -