Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1912-06-06

rave a cry OF pain. Erik had eVi-'
IDENTIFY recovered the bag from her.
AT that moment, the viscount could
not help utteriug an exclamation OF
impotent rage.
aWhy. what's that?" said the mon
ster. did you hear, ChristineT
"No. no." replied the poor girl. i
heard nothing"
81 thought heard cry"
"A cry! Are you going mad. Erikf
Whom do you expect to give cry, In
this house7 cried out, be-
cause you hurt me! heard nothing"
II don't IKE the way you said that!
You're trembling. You're
mite excited. You're lying!
That was a cry, there was
crvi There 10 some one In
the torture-chamber! An,
understand now!"
There is no one there, Erik"
II understand"
mo one!"
The man you want to marry, per
haps!"
81 don't want to marry anybody.
you know / don't"
Another nasty chuckle.
"Well, 1t won't take long to fnd
out. Christine, my love, we need not
open the door to see what is happen
ing in the torture-chamber. Would
you like to see? Would you like to
see? Look here! If there is some
one, II there is really some one there
you will see the invisible window
light up at the top, near the ceiling.
We need only draw the black curtain
and put out the light in here There
that's 1t. 49,. Let's put out the
light! You're not afraid Of the dark,
when you're with your little hus-
band!"
Then we heard Christmas voice OF
anguish:
mo! I'm frightened i.
/ tell you, I'm afraid Of the dark!
/ don't care about that room
now. You're always frighten-
ing me. like child, with your tor
ture-chamber! And 80 ! be-
came inQuisitive. But ! don't
7, care about 1t now not bit
not q bitl"
And that which / feared above all
things began, automatically. We were
suddenly flooded with light! Yes, on
our side OF the wall, everything
seemed aglow The Vicomte de Chag-
ny was so imuch taken aback that he
staggered. And the angry voice
roared:
Il told you there was some one!
Do you see the window now? The
lighted window, right up there? The
man behind the wall can't see It!
But you shall 60 up the folding steps;
that 10 what they are there for! !.
You have often asked me to tell you;
! and now you know! They
are there to give q peep into the
torture-chamber you inquisi-
tive little thing!"
1 what tortures? Who Is
being torturedi Erik, Erik,
say you are only trying to frighten
me! Say it, II you love me,
Erik! There are no tortures'
are there?"
/ 60 ana look at the little window,
dear!"
l do not know II the viscount heard
the girls swooning voice, for he was
too much occupied by the astounding
spectacle that now appeared before
his distracted gaze. As for me, I
had seen that sight too often, through
the little window, at the time Of the
rosy hours Of Mazenderan; ana l
cared only for what was being said
next door, seeking for hint how to
act, what resolution to take.
4 Go and peep through the little
window! Tell me what he looks
lTke!"
| We heard the steps being dragged
against the wall.
up with you! No! .
No, /. will go up myself, dear!"
"Oh, very well, I viii COUP. Let
\ me gol''& s. s'ssst
aoh. my darling. my dasiing!
How siEeet Of you! s.f'H How nice
4 Oksyun top6aSe me the exertioA at my
agel !. y Telt me, what - locks
nhalf Esp e1'
/ Atytnat monnent. We distinctly beard
these twopas seheEs orr headA: sri
.'phsra is no, one there, dpars"
.No onsl go. 4yp yen sure
there Il 10 oneI"
:. why, 6f eourSs not nc
onei" Y
well, that's all right
WHATS the matter, chrtstinef You're
not going 70 faint are. you 81
there is no one thereS Hers
come down therel
4. Pun yourself together
as there 10 no one thsreE bul
how do you like the landscapsr
eOh very m0chfP