The Clio messenger. (Clio, Mich.) 1907-current, 1913-09-12

Z OpWdrd! sui upward. by Wlnu-
Ing stairs, through passages and door
ways, vaguely she felt herself borne.
until cold breath of air, blowing
suddenly In her face. revived her;
awoke her to confused realization OF
the place they had at last reached
the upper platform at the head OF the
long. open stairway of granite. And
with that consciousness. she again
sought to free herself; but. for an in
slant the arms held tighter, while
dark face bent close, scanning her
features, then abruptly he released
| her.
Your Ladyship Is uninjured?"
Eyes; yes!"
One moment!" Turning. he left
her. and walking to the verge OF that
open space. searched quickly the waste
OF darkness below, far out to sea. The
girls glance followed him; wavered;
her first apprehension awoke anew.
Her father! Where was he? She
clasped her hands despairingly as she
gazed down the Mount; then around
her. Suddenly, bright patch OF
light-open doorway to the church
caught her eye and she started. At
the picture. framed by the masonry.
which the glow revealed, low excla-
nation fell from her lips, and crossing
the platform, and descending a few
steps, she ran to the entrance of the
sacred edifice.
"Eh, your Excellency; has your Elk
cellency any orders?" sounded voice.
There. before an altar, in the dim
| flicker OF candles and the variegated
cleaning from the ancient stained
glass windows, she saw at last him
she sought; In one of the chapels, near
the white marble monument TO her
mother. was his Excellency; but. not
alone! Before him stood. or half
crouched. the man Sanchez, who now
was speaking.
Shall I ring for your Excellency's
servants and have the noise stopped?"
Grotesquely he bowed, the while watch
ing like an animal studying It's prey.
"Beppo! Where are you-fat rascal ?
Consign these swine to the gibbets!
What! You can't obey because your
ears have been cut of and your throat
slit? That's too bad!" Fiercely the
man laughed; then waved his arm
toward the window, as II calling the
Governors attention to the sounds of
demolition; the abrupt breaking OF
glass "Patter! Patter! Merry little
bullets. presents from the people, your
Excellency! Metayage. your High.
ness!"
Still the other said no word; a fig.
ure, so motionless and white, 1t
seemed but wrath pausing at the
side OF It's own narrow house." A
louder clamor without; more vivid
brightness OF the red, yellow and
purple hues, like sudden wealth OF
strange flowers strewn on the marble
floor. and again Sanchez laughed.
TOO bad! But tbs who must
pay first! Who owe so much! Has
your Excellency his strong box with
him? All, he leans on 1t! Such a
fine one. all of marble! Not easily
broken into-or out Of! Eli, your Elk
cellency" Swinging back something
bright. Full payment. this time
|
steel, beautiful STEEL"
Held to the spot by the abrupt ter
ror and fascination OF the scene, the
Governors daughter had made nc
sound. fearful Of Fastening the inevi
table; but at the moment the man
with last haunting word, launches
forward, cry, half articulate, burst
from her lips. 1t was drowned by an
other voice, loud and commanding
which rang out from the entrance tc
the church.
Sanchez"
Perhaps the call Disconnected him
robbed the old servants eye Of its Ger
titude; his arm Of its sureness, for the
blow aimed at his Excellency the lat
ter was enabled to evade. At thu
same time, as with singular agility hs
moved aside to save himself, the hand
the Governor bad been holding to bis
breast, shot out like an adder. II
struck viciously; stung deep-full IN
the side Of his tormentor.
THAT for your metayage!"
But a momentary expression OF sat
isfaction was, however, permitted his
Excellency; the petty tragedy became
overshadowed by the greateri
"The Bastile! Our Bastile!"
| And again shower Of bullets, di.
rected in hatred. fell upon the church,
because It's windows were priceless;
shone with saints OF inestimable
value! In the chapel, an aumbry and
piscIna were struck; around the
j Governor, glass began to clatter and
break into bits on the pavement, when
suddenly he wavered; his hand sought
his heart, then felt for and chung to
the monument. as II abruptly seek
ing support.
why did you do It, seigneurY" As
my lady, exclaiming wildly, ran to her
! father, Sanchez. from where he lay
looked up to his master.
Call out l meant Not that n MAJ.