The Sauk Centre herald. (Sauk Centre, Stearns County, Minn.) 1886-current, 1913-11-20

a very angry young person indeed.
Are we alone?" demanded Miss
Fowler. not giving Edith time to pro-
claim her joy at seeing her. We'll
I've arranged way to get him out"
she went on. her lips set.
"Outr' murmured Mrs Medcroft.
"Of course We can't let him stay
In there all night, Edith How much
money have you? Hurry up. please!
Don't starer'
"In where2 Who's i'm whereT
Hes In jaiir' with supreme scorn.
Haven't you heardT'
Mrs. Medcroft began to cry. Mr..
Brock in jail2 Good heavens. what
shall do2 II was depending on
him so much. He ought to be here at
this very instant What has he been
doingY'
Edith Medcroft, stop shifting and
don't think of yourself for awhile. 1t
will do you great deal Of good.
Where's your money"
81 have little over 1000 crowns"
Edith murmured helplessly
"Give it me. quick There's no time to
waste have about 5000 It's all in
notes, thank heaven. 1t isn't quite
enough, but I'll try to make it do.
Don't stop me, Edith. haven't time
to answer questions. He's in Jail.
didn't you hear me say? And love
him.
But the-the money. Is it to bail
him out within
Bail? No, my dear. it's to buy him
out with. Sh! Is there any one in
that room2 Well. then. I'll tell you
something" The heads Of the two sis
tiers were quite close together. He's
in cell at the-the prison hof, or
jail in English. have arranged to
bribe one of the iaiiers-his guard.
He will let him escape for 10000
crowns. We must do it. Edith. Then
Mr.. Brock will ride over the Bremen
pass and catch a train somewhere be-
fore his escape is discovered ex-
pect to meet him in Paris day after to-
morrow. Have you heard from Rox-
bury"
Nor walled Roxbury's wife.
Hes a brute" stormed Miss Fow-
Ter.
"Constance"' Jared Mrs. Medcroft.
aghast at this sign Of lese majesty.
Don't tell anybody" called Con
stance as she banged the door behind
her
Soon after midnight closely yelled
lady drove up to street corner ada
cent to the city prison. dolorous look
ing building which doomed up still and
menacing just ahead. She alighted
and. Diminishing the cab. strobe off
quickly into the side street At a dis
tant corner. in. front of crowded eat
ing house. two spirited horses. saddlet
and in charge Of a grumbling stable
boy, champed noisiiy at their bits. The
young woman exchanged a few rapid
sentences with the boy and then re-
turned in the direction from which she
came. A man stepped out of a door
way as she neared the corner. accost-
ing her with d stealthy Difference that
proclaimed him to be anything but an
unweicome marauder
After eager pleading on one side ana
stolid expostulation on the other, q
small package passed from the hand
Of the young woman into the huge
paw Of the man. The latter gave her
a quick. cautious salute and hurried
back toward the Jail
Thn
GUS and strangely agit3ted. made her
way back to the spot where the horses
were standing Making her way
through the cluster Of small tables
which lined the inner side Of the side
walk she found one unoccupied at the
extreme end. position which com,
manded a view of the street down
which she had just come.
half past l. then o'clock. The mer-
rymakers were thinning out: she was
quite alone at her end Of the place
By this time a close observer might
have noticed that she was trembling
violently: there was an air Of abject
fear and despair in her manner.
Why did ne not come? What had
happened? Had the plot failed? Was
he even now lying wounded unto death
as the result of his effort to escape
captivity? A hundred horrid thoughts
raced through her throbbing. over
wrought brain. He should have been
with her two hours ago-he should now
be far on his way to freedom. Alas.
something appalling had happened,
she was sure of it.
At last there hove in sight, coming
from the direction in which lay the
prison. group Of three men. 1t was a
jaunty party. evidently under the influ-
ence Of many ibations
They bore down upon her. The next
instant they were solemnly shaking
hands with her. much to her dismay.
Constance. we've been lookin' f-fer
you everywhere in town. W-where on
earth we you been" asked Mr.. Rod
ney thiekly. with a laudable attempt
at severity.
Ever sinch 'leven o'clock, Con-
shance." supplemented Freddie. trying
to frown.
my dear Miss F-Fowler." began
Odell- Carney in bis most suaye man
ner, lit is after O'Clock. In-in the
morning at that. You-yon shouldn't
be sitttn' here all lone Thu his hour
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