Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-08-22

~ARM1CHAEL tramped about
his room restless, uneasy,
starting at sounds. He was
- waiting for Grumbach and
his confreres. Anything but this sus-
pense. A full day! And deeper, firm
er, became his belief and conviction
that Grumbach's affair vitality con
cerned her highness. He welcomed
the knock on his door. Grumbach
came in carrying under his arm q
small bundle.
where are your companions?"
'"They are waiting outside"
~The duke agrees" went on Car
michael. "He viii give US an audi.
ence at $50"
did you mention my nameY'
"No. I went roundabout. I also OBJ
tanned his promise to say nothing 70
Herbeck till the interview was over"
Grumbach spread out on the bed the
contents Of the bundle.
Look at these and tell me what you
see, captain"
Carmichael inspected the little vel
low shoes. He turned them over and
over in his hand. He shook out the
fold Of the little cloak and the locket
fell on the bed.
when did you get this?" he cried
sxcitedly. ut Is her highness'"
$50 1t Is, captain, but l have carried
1t about me all these years"
"What?"
J Eyes, captain. Count Won Herbeck
is a great statesman. but he made a
terrible mistake this time. Listen. AS
sure as we are In this room together
l believe that she whom we call the
princess is not the daughter Of the
grand duke"
Carmichael sat down on the edge of
the bed numb and without any clear
idea where he was. Free! II she was
not q princess she was free, free!
The duke allowed the quartet to re-
main standing for some time. he
strobe up and down before them, his
eyes straining at the floor. his hands
behind his back.
II do not recognize any of these per-
sons" he said to Carmichael.
"Your highness does not recognize
me, then?" asked the clock mender.
"Come Closer" commanded the duke.
The clock mender obeyed. "Take of
those s~pectacles." The duke scanned
the features. and over his W came
the dawn of recollection. "Your eyes.
your lose Arnsberg. here and alive?
Oh, this is too good to be true" The
duke reached out toward the bell, but
Carmichael interposed.
"Your highness will remember" he
warned.
"Ha! So you have trapped me blind
w? I begin to understand. Who Is
, this fellow Grumbach? Did I offer i'm
! munity to him"
II am Hans Breunner, highness. and
I ask for nothing"
"Breunner! Breunner! Hans Breun-
ner, brother Of Hermann! And you put
yourself into my hanccs" The tene
developed into a suppressed roar. The
duke took hold Of Hans by the Shout
ders and drew him close. "You dog!
So you ask for nothing? 1t shall be
! given to you. Tomorrow morning I
shall have you shot! Hans Breunner!
| God is good to me this night! Thanks,
! Herr Carmichael, = thousand thanks!
| And I need not ask who that damnable
! scoundrel is who has the black face
and heart Of 4 gypsy"
"Your highness," said Won Arnsberg
| quietly, "all I have left In the world
| are these two withered hands, and may
God cut them OF Il they ever wronged
yeu In any act. I I'M innocent. Those
letters purported to have been written
by me were forgertes. Tonight I shall
leave this palace q free man, and you
shall ask pardon for the wrong You
have done me-"
There was no fear in the voice. The
duke giaEea.. at the SPEAKER somberly,