The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1915-09-29
FIFTEENTH iNSTALLMENT
CHAPTER w.

CHAPTER w.
The wide wings OF the air craft rose
gracefully and steadily from the peril
Gus dip which it had made almost to
the surface of the sea. Under the
steady hand of the pilot it swung up
and around and headed back toward
the shore.
Below them now lay the towers of
GretzhOffen. The roar Of the motor
made conversation impossible, but the
three occupants Of the car looked at
one another happily. Roleau, wet
and weary, but smiling, had curled
himself down as best he could, and &C.
cepted this last phase Of his adventure
with his usual philosophy.
To the relief OF oil three, at length
they saw the green shores of Gretz-
hoffen waterfront rising up to meet
/ them. The aeroplane, skillfully han.
died, spiraled gracefully down. Safe at
length, they stepped from the car
Frederick and Kitty faced each other.
"Are we then at the end Of our
perils?" asked Kitty. Dare we be-
lieve it? ! am weary with it ALL
scarce know whether am not in some
harassing dream. Are we then safe
again."
Let us hope it, mademoiselle."
said Count Frederick.
But stay" said he. How can we
know what may have TRANSFERRED at the
palace in our absence? Only one thing
is to be depended upon, and that is
that Sachio will not relent. He will
have some plot on foot-he' will not
admit his defeat"
! LET US. go then" said Count Fred.
eFick. "aad, see. After Wh at we Have;
! endured why trouble oNermuch re-
gArding what fate may have in add.
stiOn? 1t all seems to me to have been
In the hand of fate itself. Even ! am
I Of the mind that our little fears do not
in the least alter the plans Of the gods
7 Regarding us"
! -"That is the fatalism of brave
! har mid Kitty, smiling.
] sS"What! Then you call me at least
brave, mademoiselle? Would that I.
might find some other merit in your
/, eyes-and would ! might blot out my
/. own sense of unworthiness in the con-
duct I have shown towards you.
MademOiselle-" /
"This is no time for such matters,
monsieur. Let us hasten" She
spoke conposedly. and even then was
turning toward the palace. !;
Roleau, apart at respectful dis,
lance, for the time made no attempt to,
intrude. Count Frederick and Kitty,
hurried off toward the plaza in front
of the palace, whose grounds so re-,
Gently had been the scene Of the Ges-.
perate encounter between the two ar
mics. A certain peace had reignedi
there but now, yet 1t had been but
the peace of exhaustion. The army of.
Grahoffen had withdrawn. that was'
true. but led by dauntless minds its,
retreat had been checked. With them
defeat was but a relative term, a tenn,
porary condition. Even now they had
summoned up their courage, and those
but recently vanquished had set on,
foot counter-attack against the capt.
tai OF their recently victorious foe.
, AS they advanced they found the,
plaza once more filled with armed men.
the forces Of Grahoffen again upon the,
aggressive. BY stealth now. rapidly!
and without the sound of martial mu.i
sic, they had stolen into the unguarded'
portion Of the city. The courage Of;
despair perhaps animated them in this
undertaking. Yet now confidence and,
not despair seemed to rule amongl
them as they gathered in front OF the
palace which still SO grimly held its
ancient secrets.
: Come quick!" exclaimed Freder
lex as this scene broke upon their
gaze. "Wo are alOne-Our forces are'
scattered-they are upon US again III,
thousands. We must take refuge in;
the palace-only in its hidden recesses
can we find any help now"
Carefully as might be, and as quick.
ly, they gained access once more to;
the beleaguered palace of Gretzhoffen.
In the anteroom they met none less
than Michael, the puppet king himself:
He was the image of terror now, and
willing to babble to any Of his woes.
What shall we do? Where shall
we go?" he exclaimed almost in de-
SPAR. "They are at US again-theyi
have no mercy on us-they do not
stay defeated, my dear count. Yon.!
der Sachio does not relent-he will
have cur hearts blood. 1t is terrible
Where shall we fly from him!
Much of these broken utterances had
truth in them. The Grahoffen troops,
were indeed in possession of the cen,
trail defenses of the town. BY virtue
of the magic Of persistence and speed
of action Count Sachio himself once
more had won to the head Of his,
troops. From some place unknown