The Seattle star. [volume] (Seattle, Wash.) 1899-1947, 1914-09-05
BY Harold
MaCCrath

was not 10 be found. He ran back
10 tn. princess and helped her out
OF the broken car.
where Ia Florencef- she asked
daEedly.
God knows, Here. come over
and sit down by the fence TIL see
~ there IN a field telegraph"
They had already erected one, and
hia message went off with a batch
OF others This time he was de-
termined not TO trust TO chance.
The shock may have brought back
f1orcnce'a recent mental disorder.
and abe may have wandered off
without knowing what she was do
Ing. On the other hand. she may
have been carried off. And against
such n contingency he must be forti.
fled. Money The curse OF God
was upon IL. II was the trail OF the
serpent. spreading poison in It's
wake.
BY and by the princess was able
10 walk: and. supporting her. he led
her TO the road. along which they
walked slowly for Mt least an hour.
They might very well have waited
for the relief train. But he could
not stand the thought OF inactivity.
The princess had her choice OF stay.
ing behind or going with him. He
hated the woman. but he could not
refuse her aid She had a cut on
the side of her head. and she limped
besides.
They stopped at the first farm.
house. explained what had happened
and the mistress urged them to
enter. She had seen no one. and
certainly not young woman. She
must have wandered off in another
direction. She ran into the kitchen
for basin and towel and proceeded
to patch the princess hurts.
She was extremely uneasy. That
she should be under obligation 10
Norton CALLED her. There wRs n
spark of conscience left In her soul.
She had tried to destroy him. and
he had been kind 10 her. Was he a
fool or was he deep. playing a game
as shrewd as her own She could
not tell. Where was Vroong Had
he carried Florence Off
An ho,r later n man came In.
"Hull9! More folks from the
wreck
Where's the horse and buggy.
Jakc7" HIS wife asked.
Rented II 10 man whose daugh.
ter was hurt. He went 10 the vii
lage."
VIII you describe the daughter ?"
asked Norton.
The princess twisted her fingers.
The farmer rudely described Flor.
ence.
Have you another horse and a
saddle?"
What's your hurry"
I'm tell you later. What I want
now is the horse
What is TO become of met"
asked the princess.
You will be in good hands" he
answered briefly. II am going TO
find out what has become of Flor.
ence. IL there n deserted farm
house hereabouts?" he asked OF the
farmer.
Not that ! recollect."
why. yes, there is. Jake. There's
that old hut two miles up the fork"
volunteered the wife. where the
Swede died last winter"
by lingo! I'm going into the vii.
lage and see II that man brought
in the rig"
But get my horse first. My name
Is James Norton. and | am on the
Star In New York. Which way do
go?"
First turn to tho left. Come on;
III get the horse for you"
Once the horse was saddled. Nor.
ton set off at run. He was un-
armed; he forgot all about this fact
His one thought was To find the
woman he loved. He was not afraid
of meeting n dozen men. not while
his present fury lasted.
And he fell into an ambush within
hundred yards OF his goal. They
dragged him off the horse and buff
feted and mishandled him into the
hut.
Both of them," said vroon. rub.
bing his hands.
81 know you, you Russian rat
cried Norton. And II ever get out
OF this III kill you out OF handl