The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1914-04-13

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he dropped he eyes. with al eaa
gesture ST the shoulders. The giFis
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could not even throw out M arm
Say yes. or no.. Please stand back.
monsieur: this Is my affair"
Yes" the word seemed dragged
from him.
And you told monsieur here the ne
gro killed my father? You said that"
His lips moved. but no sound came
forth from them. She waited a breath
less moment.
That was a lie! You would not
dare repeat that to me- she burst
forth passionately, her whole body
trembling. You thought you could
tell him, and he would believe you;
would pity you. and let you go. You
| did not dream that was here, Rene
D'Auvray, monsieur-to face you. You
are afraid of me; yes you are III is in
| your eyes. You think me an Indian?
That l will avenge myself? Is that
what you fear?"
He muttered something in Indian
/ dialect could not understand.
you say that to me! You dare say
that! You are bold man to try and
/ threaten me now. Ay, do it then
monsieur" and she stepped aside fac
ing me, this brute of an Englishman
claims to be my husband"
What" exclaimed in shocked sur
prise. HE told me he attempted to
make love to you. but failed, yet hint
ed that marriage might have been pos
sible.'
He did venture that far. Then,
monsieur, will tell you the truth. He
won my father to him-God alone
knows how-and persuaded me to go
through the tribal ceremony To me,
Christian and French woman, that
mockery of form means no more than
to him. It was the price I paid for
4 peace"
But the Wyandots?"
I'm their eyes am this mans
squaw." her voice trembling with
scorn. her hand pointing at him. "But
in the eyes of God, am not. His
hand has never touched me-never
will. Monsieur, had to tell you"
"And am glad you did. It is better
for me to know
prisoner. finding his voice. T is not
my appearance that you object to-
mademoiselle, only you prefer the
Yankee edition" ;
s / strobe forward threateningly.
"You low.lived coward
mo, monsieur, let MIN talk. and
/ she caught my arm. I'VE have no time
now for personal quarrel. We must
save a mans life."
His %
Monsieur Brady's. There Is but
one way. II was for his sake, the en-
deavor to save him from torture, thai
was SO long in coming here. did al
that was in my power, but those In
dams are not of my tribe. They might
listen to me, but for the EnglishmaI
who leads them. He is heartless
|, Brady struck him, and he suspects me
OF aiding you to escape. There Is nc
mercy In him, and have failed. They
mean to burn him at the stake, and
.. could do no more"
Where are they now?" asked IL
horror.
"Yonder on the mainland. could
not remain to witness the scene
could not. monsieur. l was under
guard, but stole away in the darkness
and came here, praying might find
you vet waiting. Now know God ha,
answered my prayers. He has shown
me the way
She turned from me, her eyes on hi,
face.
{ Are you any relative to Monsieur
whom you resemble SO much? 2"
I He laughed unpleasantly.
Lord, hope motif SO the connec
4 ton is too remote to be considered
II have no desire to claim any Yanke,
cousins. Why?"
1.-THE reason Is not material.
want you to hear me. do not know
you killed my father but suspec