The Emmett index. [volume] (Emmett, Idaho) 1893-1925, 1910-01-13
CHAPTER XVIII.

adne. yet a warm and mellow
light illumtDed many a window
- or marked short pathways on
the ibackness Of the lawn. A solitary
saddle horse E&ttled his bit. paved
restfvely and tossed his head worried
ly from side no side. as If Prescience
had touched him with foreteiIing.
On the other side OF the wall, Turk
ing In the dark inches. was tall. lean.
gray haired old man. who watched
and listened and waited. He was
watching and listening and waiting
for the horse. Seven years. 1t was
long time. He had not hunted for this
man. he was breaking mo promise
Their paths had recrossed. 1t was des-
tiny.
The leaving OF the guests had been
hurried and noisy. In truth. it resem-
bled adisorderly retreat more thsn
anything else The denouement was
evidently sufficient They had no de-
sire to witness the aHticlimax. how
ever interesting and instructive It
might be. His highness the Principi
di Monte Blanca. EHrico by name,
strobe up and down the floor. his spurs
tinkling and his saber rafting harsh
ly. Occasionally he glanced at the
group on the opposite side Of the
room. He laughed silently. Oh, he
would enjoy himself tonight. He
would extract every drop of pleasure
from this unexpected moment. Had
she been mad. he wondered. to give
him this longed for opportunity? A
month longer and this scene would
have been impossible. At last he came
to a stand In front of La Signorina. 1
who was white and weary.
Sc" he said. after five years
find you. my beautiful wife, Whist "a
devil of time you have given me
across oceans and continents, A hun
dred times ! ha ge passed you without
knowing it till too. late. And hers. at
the very moment when i believed It
vas all over, you fling yourself into the
loving arms of your adOring husband.
| do mot understand
BE brief" she repiisd. the chill of
mows in her voice. Her hate for this
nan had no empty corners. Say what
you will land be gone"
Il shall telegraph the attorneys in
Rome to partition the estates. Ny
hearth he Knocked her. The king
will not add to his private purse the |
riches of Colonel Grosuenor and the |
Princips tdi Monte Blanca your father /
md mine-old FOOLS To aell the truth. /
| am badly in need of money. and. /
head of Baechus. your appearance 4
&c 70 70
Life | am a rich man. But" with a /
sudden scowl. what position in my
household does this gentleman occu-
!py|' indicating Hillard and smiling I
sevilly.
80 it Is all true. then?" billiard
You are his wife,
'"Well?' cried the prince impatient
ly. II inquire again. what position
does he hold2'
This villa rs mime" she answered,
her tone giving hint to the volcano
BURNING in her heart. However the
estates may be Rartitioned. rhis Wall
be mine. l command you TO leave IL
at once. | loathe YOU"
The prince laughed. She was simply
a sack of gold. But this was his hour
Of triumph. and be proposed to make
the most OF IL.
IL could have let the carabinieri
AXE you to prison." be said urba nelly.
A night 1n a damp cell would have
your spirit"
rs it possible?' returned Hillard. !,
Your highness has but 10 say the !
word and | will undertake the pleas :
ire OF relieving you of this mans
presence :,
BE STILL" she said "Wili you go?" :
o the prince. :,
Presently. First | wish TO add that :
our dear friend is both thick skulled :.
nd cowardIy. | offered TO slap his n,
ace few nights ago. but he discreet
+ declined
II am calm" replied Hillard. gently
PLEASING his arm from her grasp. He 81
pproached the prince. smiling. but
lere were murder and despair in n,
is heart. Had | known you that %
light one of us would not be here ri,
Dw" ",
III is not too late" suggested the %
rince Come are you in love with so
" wife?'
Yes" vi
The buntness of this assertion rath- fir,
staggered the prince. You admit
them his throat swelling with rage.
There is no reason to deny it" ]
"She is your hi.
But the word died with a cough. of
Hard. wild joy in his heart. caught He
e prince by the throat and damned hir
m back against the rose satin panel raj
Hard seized his sword arm and pin the
d 1t TO the panel above his head. ag,
gain and again the prince made des- VIC
rate attempts to free himself He str
IS soon falling in bad way. He tin
sped, his lips grew blue and the val
lites OF his eyes bioodshot. This the
IN was killing him, And so he was, str
: Hillard. realizing that he had lost :
erything in the world worth living my
!, was mad for killing. see
"A Signorina was first to recover. yot