Atlanta Georgian. [volume] (Atlanta, Ga.) 1912-1939, 1913-07-10

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drovna waited breatblessly for the
words that would decide her broth
er's fate.
! They brougln little comfort.
| Il am distressed to be obliged to
refuse your request" the general re-
piled coldly, bat if your brother
chooses to consort with rsvOlu-
! tionaries he must take the conse-
/ quences"
HE is only boy, and the woman
bewitche-d him." she urged, her heart
sinking as he rose. saying coldly, 1T
is useless to press the matter further.
I am powerless."
'Powerlessl" she exclaimed, spring
ing to her feet. You, the all-pow-
erful chief of police! You. who have
so often assured me of your friend
Boris free, and you refuse to speak
it."
Orders have been given that even
can not disobey," unmoved by her
wrath as he had been by her dis
tress.
Then can nothing be done to save
him."
Vladimir MirskoR looked at her for
a moment, then. There is way, but
/ l.
Not care, when It is a question of
saving my brother! Tell me quick
| ly."
! "A plot is being laid for the whole
| sale assassination OF government Of
| fcials, and a new form of deadly ex-
plosive has been smuggled across the
| frontier by a woman who, try as we
may, we can not identify. II you
could give us the name of one of the
leaders Boris is free"
You surely do not imagine that I
could tell you" she exclaimed insdig-
nantly.
NO; but your admirer, Paul Co
veslti, can. He has friends among the
Liberals"
And you dare suggest that 1 should
make him betray his friends?"
1T is the only way to save Boris
from Siberia. l am powerless unless
/ have the name Of one of these revo-
lutiOnaries to give in exchange. After
all. why should you have any scrupIes
concerning men who preach murder
as a trader"
She wrung her hands in an agony
of doubt, but before she could reply
a servant entered to announce that
his excellency Count Paul GoveslIi de-
sired to know il madame would re-
ceive him.
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not see him"
ION tine contrary" fnterposed V1ad-
imir, ''yon must see him. Fate has
sent him here to save your brother"
Natascha looked at him implorsngly
then said, Il will receive the count, "
and as the man left the room, Prom
Use me Paul Goveski shall not suffer
for his friendship with these men"
Certainly" he replied. Where may
[ FfNJsN
I'm my boudoir" holding aside q
curtain before a. door.
. Remember. your brothers liberty
perhaps his life, rests in your hands
he whispered, and vanished almost az
she turned to greet the Count
Il trust l am not too early" he
said, bending to kiss her hand. You
had my letter? I am all impatient
for the answer"
You do me honor" she replied
sinking into a chair. Believe me,
am indeed grateful"
A Protestation.
1T is your love, not gratitude. ]
want" he pleaded Surely you have
seen how I adore you. I would dis
to serve you"
80 others have said. I wonder
how much such protestatiOns are
worth from YOU
only try me and See"
You tell me you love me" she said
! slowly. There is no love without
trust. What IL I ask for a proof o.
z that?'
ASK what you will. I can deny
you nothing"
TT will place your life in my
hands"
, 1T is there already" Paul replied
r softly, bending over her. Il can mo-
live without you"
"Rumor calls you Nihilist, conspir-
; ator," she said lightly, with a be-
witching smile. "a woman's cur+os-
, ity is proverbial. Is it true, and wht
3 are your confederates ?"
He stepped back and gazed at hei
, in establishment too great for words
Then, Madame, do you know what il
, Is you are asking?'
why, certainly; a proof that you
trust me"
: But this concerns others than my
self 1t is impossible"
) Il thought So scornfully: strange
, how all men are alike, ready enough
with words-unfortunatel l prefer
deeds rising as If to bring the in
> terview to an end.
= But not such as this?" he pleaded
: ITO betray those who have trusted
? their lives in my keeping would be 8
poor way OF showing my love"
But she stood silent, her fingers
| nervously twisting the lace of her
dress.
Paul Goveski watched her keenly
| then going to an escritoire wrote a
few words on a sheet Of paper, folded
il. and came slowly back, Sayins
graveIy. Here is the name of our
leader The proof you have asked Of
my love-
y Then. as she took It, he continued
. Coldly: And now, madame. bid you
farewell You have said love can not
exist without trust. and so have given
D. me the answer I came to seek"
You are going?" she exclaimed, in
! credulOusly.
5 Yes: love bought by dishonor is
valueless," and with a low bow he
walk Al 10 the door