New-York tribune., 1910-02-27

THERE was no time for more; for. at sig
nal from the president, a door at the side
near the dals was opened and woman was led
in by two men, each holding her by arm
They released her. and she stepped back pace
and stood against the wall her hands pressed
against it either side brac1ng herself like a
royal creature at bay.
1t was Anne herself, and for d moment |
stood unable to move, scarcely able TO breathe
There was something almost uneaTthly about
her beauty and courage. The feeble ia1nPl1ght
seemed to strengthen and to concentrate itself
on her face, colorless save for the vivid red lips;
on her ewes wide and brilliant with indignation;
on the bright hair which shOne like a queenly
crown. Wrath and scOrn and defiance were eX-
pressed by the beautiful face, the tense tIguIe;
but never trace of fear.
They were all looking at her, as | was, IN 81
lenCe-a curious hush which lasted only
few seconds, in which could hear the beating
of my own heart. 1t sounded as loud as a
sledge hammer.
The spell was broken by a cry from the man
with the pointed beard next me, who sprang
forward toward her, shouting in English,
"Annel Annel 1t is l. your fatherl''
was only just less quick. We reached her
almost together and faced about, shielding her
with our bodies and covering those nearest US
with our reVOlverS.
'Fatherl Maurice!" heard her sob 'Oh,
| knew knew you would comet
What is this devi1try2" shouted Anthony
Pendennis in French. How comes my
daughter here? She is a British subject, and
you-you shall pay dearly"
He got no further Our action had been 50
swift. so unexpected that the whole crowd
stood still, as if paralyzed by sheer aStonlsh-
1nent for a few breathless seconds.
Spies Traitors Kill them all shouted
the president, springing forward. revolver IN
hand
THOSE words were his last: for he threw up
his arms and fell as my first shot got him:
The rest came at us all together. like a mob OF
furious wild beasts. They were all armed, some
with revolvers others with the horrible little
budgeons they call killers. "a short heavy
bar of lead set strong copper spring, no
bigger than an ordinary round office ruler. out
more deadly at close quarters than revolver
| flung up my left hand tore down the lamp
that hung Just above us, and hurled 1t among
them 1t was extinguiShed as 1t fell, and that
gave a small advantage, tor the other lamp
was at the far end, and its FAINT hight did not
reach us, but only served dmly To show us our
antagonists. l felt Anne sink down to the
floor behind me, though whether shot had
reached her OF she had tainted did not know
When had emptied my revolver dropped
it grabbed killer from the hand Ot fellow
| had shot pontblank. and laid about me with
that. | suppose Pendennls did the same As
LoriS had warned me, when 1t came to shooting.
there time for reloadlng but the
killer all right. | wondered he ha ON
given me one.
We were holding our we'll in spite OF the
tremendous odds, and after awhile-though
whether it was five minutes or fifty, couldn
say-thev gave back bit. There quite a
heap of dead and wounded round about us; but
| don't think Annes father was hurt as Vet and
| felt no pain. though my left arm hung limp
and useless. nuInbed by blow from a killer
which had missed my head, and something
warm dripping down my right wrist,
What now" heard PendenniS say IN that
brief hull in the pandemOnium.
God knowsl We can't get TO the door We
must fight it out here. They re coming on
again! On guard
We swung up our weapons: but before the
rush could reach us there was
a crash close at hand The
door through which Anne
and her guards had entered
the chapel was thrown open
and a big man dashed IN
Lcris himself still in his dis
guise. o
He must have grasped the Wiedersei
situation at glance: for he
shouted. Back Back for
your livesl BY the other
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