The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1913-03-07

Ing 1CS stone walls like a ma0man. It was horrible to know that Daria would be laid on that hideous couch to have her fair limbs broken; that her death, heroic though it might be, as I be- Heved it would be, should be witnessed by such loathsome wretches as the men who had just left me and per haps only by them Only when was thoroughly exhausted did throw my self on my rugs and fall asleep to dream-what mockery it was-of pleasant fields and sunshine
 I,awoke refreshed. Perhaps the very dreams have railed at gave my sleep its power to refresh me. My first thought was of Daria, my second of O'Ryan. Had he pressed my hand last night with some meaning? Surely it was impossible, seeing how he had helped to ruin me, but a man in dire necessity sees hope in anything.
 It was not until the afternoon that I had any visitors that day. I had be- gun to hope that was going to be left alone altogether when Costa came in and bound me, as usual.
 More fools with too much. leisure" said weari1y. s
 s.An old friend this tme,'' said a merry voice in answer. and Lady Al drida entered. followed by two or three men,. It was easy to see that they were her captives as surely as was prisoner in the fortress.
 sGThis was an old lover of mine. gentlemen she said gayIy. "He was foolish enough not to value my friend ship. Behold the result"
 She was pretty picture, much as I hated her: could not deny that She had evidently ridden to the fortress, Ia-., F1o
 "Do all men who displease you come to this ?'' asked another of her cava- Hers.
 ,tI ana not so unmerciful Sir Verran and I are old friends, OF enemies. which is it?'' and she turned to me. s
 esEnen4es," ," I answered shortly.
 'True, and you are in my power"
 'cThat does not trouble me" :"
 'eYou have yet to learn the terrors this fortress holds You shall have one spectator, I warrant you, when a slow turn of the lever draws that body of yours into agony. For all your boasting, these walls, solid though they be, will hardly drown your cries, and if you have sense left to hear any thing you shall hear my laugh.
 CT shall be glad of spectator" I answered. @1t gives a man courage"
 lou SAdA hOL pIOhb Oy my I will pour all possess into the hands of the executioner if he but kills you slowly enough.
 I could laugh at this threat since the executioners were my friends.
 Count Vasca would be king in Yada- sara, yet with all your beauty be would not make you queen but for the fact that he might be afraid to make an enemy of an accompdce-"
 tsIs it not time we were going, Lady AIdrida? Our horses will be getting restive,'' said one of her companions. >"Besides, the man is prisoner. Why not leave him in peace?'
 'eYou can go if you will have no need of you" she said angrily-
 He bowed low to her and left the dungeon.
 sYour friends are even now finding you out,'' sneered.
 She changed her tone.
 ssYou make me angry. Sir VerraH. I came on an errand of mercy. It may not yet be too late. I have the ear of the king. Why not ask<me to plead to him for you?''
 'I have never yet asked quarter from an enemy"
 "For Princess Daria, then. will you not plead for her?''
 HNot to you.''
 ssHer limbs, like mine, are young. perhaps beautiful. Being slowly bro ken upon rack is sad use to put them to-
 'eIt is possible that Count Vasca has already pleaded for .her,'' answered ''If she would marry him he would use his best endeavors, warrant you.~ He is so faithful a friend that he is ca pablo of pleading for her life and for your death"
 ''I see I cannot help you. You per sist in making me angry, and angry I am dangerous
 'Wornan, you are always dangerous to those who trust you,'' said hotly. Beware, gentlemen; a viper is a pet not to be caressed lightly. I know this woman"
 'Not yet You will not plead for your princess, and you are wise, per haps, for hate her as hate you In a few hours you shall have your desire you shall embrace her. but you shall l have no tongue to tell her of your love You shall lie together in the waters underneath. this fortress. and shall laugh every time think of you. You know me! I tell you, you have much to learn- It is time I began to teach 1 you. like this and that.''
 She laid her riding whip sharply across my face twice as she spoke, My arms were bound behind me could do nothing to protect myself.
 tsYou devi1V' howled, springing to my feet.
 One of. the men with her remonstrat- 1 ed; the other laughed, even as she 1 laughed I forgot that she was a wo- man. With a mighty wrench I snapped my cords and was free.
 Gro Be Contfnued.1
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