The Detroit times. [volume] (Detroit, Mich.) 1903-1920, 1914-09-03
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was, they should find that she was
not without certain strength.
In the meantime Norton revived
and looked about in vain for Florence.
He searched among the crowd OF ter.
rified passengers. the hurt and the
unframed, but she was not TO be
found. He ran back to the princess
and helped her out Of the broken
car.
Where Is Florence!" she asked
dazedly. et.
God knows! Here. come over and
sit down by the fence till see II
there is field telegraph"
Ffhey had already erected one and
his message went OF with batch
o. others. This time he was deter
mined not to trust to chance. The
shock may have brought back Flor
ence's recent mental disorder. lad
she may have wandered on without
knowing what she was doing. On
the other hand. she may have been
carried of. And against such a con-
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
to walk; and supporting her, he led
her TO the road, along which they
walked slowly for at 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 staying
behind or going with him. He hated
the woman, but he could not refuse
her aid. She had 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 en-
ter. She, she had seen no one, and
certainly not a young woman. She
must have wandered of In another
direction. She ran into the kitchen
for basin and towel and proceeded
to patch the princess hurts.
She was extremely unpsy. Thai
she should be under obligation tc
Norton CALLED her. There was a sparh
OF conscience left In her soul. She
had tried to destroy him, and he had
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was he deep. playing game as
shrewd as her own? She could not
tell Where was Vroon? Had he
carried Florence OF?
An hour later man came In.
"Hullo! More folks from the
wreck"
Where's the horse and buggy,
Jake?" his wife asked.
Rented IL to man whose daugh-
ter was hurt. He went to the vii.
'lage."
"Will you describe the daughter
asked Norton
The princess twisted her fingers.
The farmer rudely described Flor.
ence.
Have you another horse and q
saddle?'
whats your hurry
!. "IIl tell you later. What I want
now Is the horse"
What is to become Of me?" asked
the princess.
You will be in good hands, he
answered briefly. Il am going to find
out what has become Of Florence. Is
there a deserted farmhouse here
abouts?" he asked OF the farmer.
mot that recollect."
why, yes. there IL, Jake. There's
that old hut about two miles up the
fork" volunteered the wife. Where
the Swede died last winter"
.By jingoi- LIN 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 the left. Come on;
I'll get the horse for you
Once the horse was saddled, Nor
ton set on at a 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 a dozen men, not while
his present fury lasted.
And he fell into an ambush within
a hundred yards Of his goal. They
dragged him OF the horse and buf
feted and mishandled him into the
hut
Both Of them," said vroon, rub
bling his hands.
81 know you, you Russian rat!'
cried Norton "And II ever get out
Of this I'll Kill you out Of hand!
Damn youp
20. yes; talk, talk; but II never
hurts any one" jeered vroon. You'll