The evening world. [volume] (New York, N.Y.) 1887-1931, 1914-02-12

a hs0ss 10 interview "BslAoo. N the creature
sSssp b. Hon"ia, a.. Us, SsoS lie Ss s'ssSs Others
iss -,rs prm ssi n'nt cu M dI s, ioa.r
~ho seek TO capture the vautrius.
~. CHAPTER XIV.
Baia0o Defends Hin,seif.
OR two nights Corioiis had
&, not left his tower.
He had built a sort of
belvedere up there. whore
he loved to spend his time
In contemplation. On level ground.
in spite Of his protecting wallis. he
did not feel far enough removed from
the men whom he despised.
Herr Corioiis had passed two hor-
ribls nights and . hideous day. No
one will ever know what he SUI.
Tered. though he was not Inclined 70
exAggsrate the importance Of Her
nasnt de Meyrentin's disappsarAncs
from the face OF the earth.
The thip. was quite simple. All
the mans grief was due to the fact
that he was afraid lest the crime
should be discovered and his piths-
'caAtArops taken from him.
After this Il will 10 understood Why
Coriolis sat weeping up In his tower;
and why Madeleine. vainly trying %
sew b. he lamp In the dinins-room.
cfied into the little basket In which
she kept far needles ana thread: and
WY old Gertrude. the houssksspsr.
n her kitchen, VOTED the knife
bNard With her tsars.
TIE door between the dining room
and ths kitchen was open.
Gertrude did not know Of the mis-
fortune that had bsfallen her dear
Meats distinguished visitor: but, as
Balaoo had not been seen for I'VE
days. she had little doubt that no had
bean guilty Of some villainy.
=. They both lay down In Madelsine's
rSom: but neither Gertrude. on the
heer. nor Madeleine, IN her bed. was
able to sleep. And II was quite two
O'Clock in the morning when. az
y though moved by . common spring.
they both sat up In their respective
Did you hear. missf"
ITS he! It's he!"
They could see the skirt Of the
forest. at no great distance, in the
moonlight: and from that near. mys-
tert0us. ominous horizon. the sound
reached them OF = strange, growing
breath.
Apd when, at tho Same moment.
shots were heard amid shouting In
themselves into each Others arms.
stAmmerfng In their fright:
"Balaoo! Balaoo!"
a fresh report OF firearms In the
distance electrified them and sent them
!. rushing madly out OF the room, across
the house and up the tower. They
climbed its shaky stairs, Screaming for
the doctor. They were killing Balaoo!
The men we're killing Balaoo!
fu1s. He took no notice of the women
when they entered. Leaning from the
tower. he shouted into tho night:
; sn'Nave at them. Balaoo: have At
Ahesn! Defend yourself! Tho cow
!, sIdsl There's thousand OF them 70
|, Ono OF you. the towards! Have at
them. Ralabos XIII them! XIII them"
Daylight found them all three In
the beivedere: they were still there at
from the mists of the dawn. when
the thick. gray tints enshroud the
beauty OF the woods, while. far away
on the clearer horizon. the leafiess tops
Of the great trees CLEAN and sparkle
in-the tight.
When Coriol.s reached this second
stAge Of his despair he saw groups OF
AS., NhA AnN a
walking in front OF something which
Die could not yet distinguish, but
witch resembled a load thrown over
n litter Of b0ughs: and he had not a
doubt that II was the remains of
fI9alAoo being carried back to the vii.
la&s.
3 When the procession had passed
Vanether followed at once; and here
4 again there were multitudes OF people
md soldiers around a litter bearing u
J. human figure covered with cloak.
And then came another. and yet
another. making four funeral pro-
csssions.
"O-ho!" muttered Coriolis. who no
longer had the strength to stand. and
who felt as though he we're losing his
reason for good. ''O-ho! SO BalaoO
. defended HIMSELF
Aso But that was not all. Gradually the
!, forest beIched fOrth all the SOLDIERS
whom It had swallowed w yesterday
but In what q plight! After the
dead cs.i,e the wounded. OF these
there wore at least q score. limplng
along in single file. supported by
their comrades. with their arms in
siinys and their foreheads bandaged.
Good old Balaoo!
Yet one more procession brought up
the rear. 1t was formed OF group of
people in whose IT. idst figure which
CoriOiis seemed to know was strug-
Cling ia the strangest fashion. Sud
denly he recognized it--Dr. Honorat!
PMt such y Dr V"uovst' Coriolts
could not make out the dear doctors
attitude nor his cries. Honorat's face
was covered with blood-and he was
singing the "Marscillaise"!
Ths first victim was the Vicomte
- TaErenOire, who had died the death
sofa soldier. At the head OF his troope.
With his skull eracked like . uutshell.
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