The Republican. [volume] (Oakland, Md.) 1877-current, 1910-04-14
I | : RUXTON
( King
Copyright. 1909. by George
III Barr McCutcheon
N Copyright. 1909. by Dodd.
II Mead q Company
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CHAPTER MI.

III winch 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 gunsw
cried Peter Brutus. 1T may be Il
trick, after all. Don't open that door
down there, Spantz, until you know
who is on the outside"
ITS all right" came at last in the
relieved, eager voice of Peter BrumS.
Clear the way. comrades. Give them
room. BY our holy father, this is Il
brave triumph. Ah"'
Heavy footsteps clogged into the
room, accompanied by Stcrtorous
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
~ the sharp, incisive voice Of Viii
liam Spantz broke through the babble,
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 MarIanX" BrutuS added
cruel, heartleSS laugh.
\ woman. thought TruXton. The
countess, They had brought her here
from Balak. after all What a re-
morseless brute Marlaux must be to
maltrcat his beautiful wife.
To my mind she is more beautiful
than his own wife" observed Anna
Cromer "She will be a fine morSel for
the count, who has even cast longing
eyes on 50 homely a mortal as L.
"All woman are alike to him." said
Spantz Sententiously
We must put her in the room with
the American for the present You are
sure he will take her away before Sat
urday? \ woman's cries are most dis
tressing." 1t was Spantz who spoke.
III stop her crying" volunteered
Anna Conner harshly.
shes re%ainin@ her senses ex-
claimed one Of theme "Stand back,
every one. Gi"e 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. eh? We've got fair lady for
you. my friend. Get back there, you
dog, Keep i'll your corner"
You are a fine bunch of human
beings blurted TruXton
man with II lighted candle entered
He was followed by two others, who
supported the dropping, lettering fig
ure Of Il woman.
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.
IN get You for that some day"
grated the American, white with anger
Enough commanded William
Spantz. We are nor children" Turn
ing to King. he went on, a touch of
kindness in his VOICE: cheer her if
you can. She is one of your class. Do
not let the lights 90 out"
Raising his hands, he fairly drove
fhe others from the doorway.
For a time King stood in his corner.
watching the figure huddled against
the opposite wall suddenly he started