The Daily Ardmoreite. [volume] (Ardmore, Okla.) 1893-current, 1915-04-11


convulsiye movement OF his masters 8
hand His fingers were like steel
/ bands.
Shoot" she repeated, raising her
voice. Save yourself. for If he Is
dead | shall kill you with my own
hands. This is your chance-shoot!'
Brood's fingers relaxed their grip
on the revolver. A fierce. wild hope
took all the strength out of his body
/ he grew faint with it.
God. he-he cant be dead, ! heve
not killed him. He shall not die-he
shall not" FIinging the Hindu aside
he threw himself down beside the body
on the floor. The revolver as it
/ dropped. was caught in the nimole
| hand Of the Hindu. who took two long
swift strides toward the woman who
now faced him instead Of her husband
There was a great light in his eyes as
he stood over her and she saw death
staring out upon her.
But she did not quail. She was past
all that She looked straight into his
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putting him out OF her thoughts entire
ly, turned slowly toward the two men
on the floor. The man half raised the
pistol. but something stayed his hand
something stronger than any mere
physical opposition could have done.
He glared at the halfayerted face
confounded by the most extraordinary
impression that ever had entered his
incOmprehensibe brain Something
strange and wonderful was transpir-
ing before his very eyes-sOmething
so marvellous that even he, mysteri-
Gus seer OF the Ganges. was stunned
into complete amazement and unbelief.
That strange, uncanny intelligence OF
his. born OF a thousand mysteries, was
being tried beyond all previous exac-
tions. 1t was as If he now saw this
woman for the first time-as if he had
never looked upon her face before. \
mist appeared 10 enyelop her and
through this veil he saw a face that
was new to him-the face Of Iyonne
and yet not hers at all. Absolute won
der crept into his eyes
AS If impelled By the power Of his
gaze. she faced him once more. For
what seemed hours to him, but in
reality only seconds, his searching
eyes looked deep into hers. He saw
At last the soul OF this woman and it
was not the soul he had known as hers
up to that tremendous moment. And
he came TO know that she was no
longer afraid OF him or his powers.
His hand was lowered, his eyes fell
and his lips moved but there were no
words, for he addressed a spirit All
the venom. all the hatred fled from his
soul. His knee bent in sudden submis-
sion and his eyes were raised to hers
once more, but now in their somber
depths was the fidelity OF the dog.
Go at once" she said, and her voice
was as clear as bell.
He shot a swift glance at the pros
trate Frederic and Strengthened his
tall figure as would a soldier under
orders His understanding gaze
sought hers again. There was another
command in her eyes. He placed the
weapon on the table 1t had been a dis
tinct command to him.
One OF us will use 1t" she said
monotonously. Co"
. With incredible swiftness he was
gone The curtains barely moved as
he passed between them and the heavy
, door made no sound in opening and
closing There was no one in the hall
, The sound of the shot had not gone
beyond the thick walls OF that pro
/ scribed room on the top floor Some
where at the rear of the house an in
distinct voice was uttering . jumbled
, stream of French.
Many minutes passed. There was
not movement in the room. Brood
beside the outstretched figure OF his
unintended victim, was staring at the
grazing face with wide, unblinking
eyes lie looked at last upon the fea
e lures that he had searched for in
vain through all the sullen years
There was blood on his hands and on
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the beat of the heart. Afterward his
agonized gaze had gone to the blood
less face There It was arrested. A
dumb wonder possessed his soul. He
knelt there petriied by the shock OF
discovery. In the dim light he nc
longer saw the features OF Matilde, but
his own, and his heart was still. In
that revealing moment he realized that
he had never seen anything in Fred
cries Countenance save the dark
to-be-forgotten eyes-and they
we're his Matilde's. Now those eyes
we're closed lie could not see them
and the blindness was struck from his
own He had always looked into the
boys eyes-he had never been able tC
seek farther than those haunting, In