Daily Arizona silver belt., 1910-02-26

time, for he was almost fam ished. Thereafter twice day he was led Into the larger room and given a surprisingly hearty meal.
 Peter Brutus had just voiced the pleasure of the majority by urging the necessity for physical torture to wiring the governments secrets from the pris- Oner King, half famished, half crazed by thirst, had been listening to the fierce argument through the thin door that separated the rooms. He heard the sudden, eager movement toward the door of his cell and squared him. self against the opposite wall, ready to fight to the death. Then there came a voice that he recognized.
 A woman was addressing the con spirators in tones of deadly earnest ness. His heart gave bound. It was the first time since his Incarceration that he had heard the voice of Olga PlatanOva, she who still must be his friend.
 'No! You shall not torture him. I have said he is no spy. still say itv' she was exclaiming.
 God, girl, we cannot turn him loose now. He must die" This was from Spantz.
 'We cannot release him, I grant you," she said, and TruXton's heart sank. Not now, but afterward, yes. When it is all over he can do no harm. But hear me now, all of you. If he is harmed in any way shall not perform my part of the work on the 26th. This Is final"
 You cannot withdraw" exclaimed Peter Brutus. "You are pledged. You are sworn. 1t Is ordained"
 T, Olga Platanova, say this to you. It Is not plea, not a petition it is an ultimatum. Spare him or the glorious cause must suffer by my defection."
 Ssh! Not so loud, girl! He can hear every word you sayr'
 Let him hear. Let him know that l, Olga Platanova, am to hurl the thing that Is to destroy the life of Prince Robin. l am not afraid to have him know today what the world will know next week. Then the world will say that Olga Platanova was not a beast, but a deliverer, creator! Let him bearr'
 The listeners blood was running cold. The life of Prince Robin! An assassination! "The thing that will destroyw A bomb!
 For half an hour they argued with her, seeking to turn her from the stand she had taken. Then they came to terms with her. Truxton King owed his life to this strange girl, who knew him not at all, but who believed in him.
 Truxton was brought into the room a few minutes later. He was white with emotion as he faced the commit tee of ten. Before a. word could be addressed to him he .blurted out:
 You towards! Weak as I am, I would have fought for, you, Miss Pla- tanova, if I could have got through that door. Thank you for what you have done to convince these dogs! Only don't do this awful thing! Think of that dear little boy!"
 Olga Platanova cried out and covered her eyes with her hands. She was ed from the room by William Spantz. Peter Brutus stood over King, whose arms were held by two stalwart men.
 Enough" he commanded. we spare you not for her sake, but for the sake of the cause we serve. Hear me! You are to be held here prisoner until our plans are consummated. You will be properly fed and cared for. You have heard Miss Platanova say that she will cook the food for you herself, but you are not to see her"
 King interrupted him. q haven't the least doubt that you will kill me in the end. She may not be here to pro- tect me after-after the assassination"
 "She is prepared to die by the same bomb that stays the prince" was all that Brutus would say in response to this, but King observed the sly look that went around among them. He