Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1914-03-13

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acquired. so strangely used.
In that web struggled a haltblind
half.distracted fly. toward which she
the spider, was now creeping. Some
such comparison may have struck Ros
allie, for she shuddered twice In hei
slow progress. And these were not
the assumed shudders which an
nounced her false control"
Resale knocked at Miss Estrilla's
door.
Come I'M" cried the invalid, more
eagerly than her wont. And as Rosa
lie entered. "Oh, | was expecting you!
Can you-will you-today?"
I've been putin all the power
have into this thing" said Resale LIE
Grange: you've no idea how I've
tried. I was awake half the night, just
gettin' into touch. This Is my last sit
tin with you for ever 10 long, Miss
Estrilla. | can feel 1t goin'. When
I'm playin' for all my power, as I've
got to now, conditions must be right.
You wouldn't mind, would you, II |
darkened this oom complete! An
let's have a little more air"
There was a window, which opened
upon the fire escape, at the foot OF
Miss Estrilla's bed. This window Ro-
sale darkened last Of all; but first she
raised tho sash a foot.
"Th7t curtain will blow an disturb
me 40 said. I'm goin' to pin 1t
doNu,"
Had Miss Estrilla's soul held any
emotions, In that moment, but grief
and eagerness-had she been capable
Just then of suspicion-she might have
noted a tiny but significant sound. The
fire escape had creaked a little. as
though a weight had been imposed at
the bottom. 1t creaked again at inter
walls for the next five minutes, but aft
erward, usually, when the roa Of a
passing elevated train drowned all
slighter sounds,
Now I'm ready to try" said Rosa
lie, settling down at the foot Of the
couch. Dear, you do look anxious!
Don't try to crowd the spirits-that's
the best way--but remember
.again-this Is about the last control
that's In me for a month. Be quiet,
dearie." Her eyes sought the dis
her body shook. Then came
the change which Miss Estrilla had
watched so often, and with such a fas-
cinated eagerness. Rosalie's body re-
Taxed and fell backward in the Morris
chair. Her lids gradually closed. She
breathed as though asleep.
"Oh. sad lady again." babbled
Eyes, quite suddenly. She
could hear Miss Estrilla shift eagerly
on her couch. Il can't stay long. John
He says he wants you quick.
John Is big and strong, Good-by, sad
lady"
Rosalie's breath came hard; her
body wrenched; a masculine voice fol-
lowed-the voice which Resale always
assumed when she impersonated Cap
tain John II. Hanska.
Il am here again. Margaret; I love
you. l am ready to forgive"
"Oh, John, thank ~you-thank Cod
you will when you know. For, John,
you have 80 little to forgive, beside
what ! have already forgiven" AS
usual Miss Estrilla made reply.
Il know. And l suffer. But I un.
derstand, First l have told you how
little l saw that night. My flesh sill
chung to me-"
Resale stopped here and seemed to
gather her body together, as though
the thing which controlled her was
struggling to assert more power.
so | do not know what happened
even before | passed QUIT came sc
suddenly-say to me again that you
loved me-"
80 much. John dear. that | canno,
tell you all"
And | put aside such a love as thai
for jewels!"
Yes, John. And when | searched
your room-the night | found you there
i would have given them all to 20,
II you had walked and spoken kindl,
to me. But you were m~arried-anC
you would have died soon at the best
Oh. why not before this happened tc
Juan"
Was II Juan? l have told you thai
could not see clearly at that time-i
is all confused"
Yes, dearest, You could not under
stand because Of the c~lothes-bu'
dearest, 1t was Juan who held tn,
knife which went into your body. oh
forgive him more than me. He Is my
brother-he did 1t for me-John,
can't forget his emorse when he cam,
to me-were you watching? Did YOU
meet"
Mo- was not awake in spirit yet
quick"-the voice was growing weak.
He himself did not understand
then, how you died. He thought tn,
knife killed you. He worked ii all on
afterward-when | told him about you
condition. But then, he said to me
My God, have run a knife into Cap
tain Hanska!' What Is it-what is it,!
For Roealie had leaped from he
chair, run up the window shade at tn,
foot OF the bed. thrown the sash wild,
open. Into the oom leaped two men
They ranged themselves beside tn,
couch.
What is IT," screamed Miss Estril
la again.