The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1910-03-02
CHAPTER XII.
A NEW PRISONER ARRIVES.

was aroused from the doZe into
which he had fallen. Was it 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 all right" came at last in the
relieved, eager voice Of Peter Brutus.
Clear the way, comrades. Give them
room. By our holy father, this is
brave triumph. Ah!'
Heavy footsteps clogged into the
room, accompanied by stertorious
breathing and no small amount Of
granting 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, incisiye voice of Will
liam Spantz broke through the babble,
commanding silence.
"Still unconscious" he said when
some measure of order was secured.
EYES," grunted one Of the men.
1--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
, q cruel heartless laugh.
| A woman, thought Truxton. The
| countess They had brought her here
from Balak, after all. What 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 fine morsel for
! the count. who has even cast longing
eyes on so homely mortal as IL
"All woman are alike to him." said
| SpantZ sententiously.
1--WE must put her in the room with
the American for the present. You are
sure ne will take her away before Sat
urday? A womans cries are most dis
tressing" 1t was Spantz who spoke.
"I'll 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. 'Iou
up, eh? We've got fair lady fol
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
ure Of a woman.
LET her sit there against the wall
Drago julius. fetch in more candles
She must not be left i'll the dark. He
says she is not to be frightened tt
leath. Women are afraid of the dark
ind strange dogs. Let there be light,
eoffed Peter Brutus. splitting toward
King.
'I'n 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 il
you can. She is one of your class. Dc
not let the lights go out"
Raising his hands. he fairly drove
the others from the doorway.
For time King stood in his corner
watching the figure huddled agains
the opposite wall Suddenly he started