The Tacoma times. [volume] (Tacoma, Wash.) 1903-1949, 1916-11-03
''Shea of the Irish Brigade
By Randall Parrish Copyright, 1914 BfA b. olurg Co.
Week "The Brides Hero" By M Williamson

lain de Saule would regain his com
posture. And then he would force a
search of those regions from which
the body fell. -, s.
And sure enough back hs came
already. his men with him, driven
at the point OF pistol. and bear
ing torches. n,
The slightest mysterious noise
would bring panic and send them
In hsadlong flight. But the stairs
were we'll lighted. and de Saule and
his lieutenants would drive them
up the broad steps. II I was to
play ghost the better place for
such an exhibition would be far
Their back, where the gloom would
be impenstrable.
yet held tightly to the lady.
I'VE must keep out Of the com.
ing light" I said swiftly. There
Is no time to lose; they will mount
this far anyway" -
helped her to her feet, both of
us still watchful OF the movements
below.
Where shall We go, Monsieur
she asked. a slight tremor in her
low voice. DO you think they will
follow us?"
mot far In the dark" an
swered reassuringly. They are
ready to run at the first alarm.
have a scheme which will friGhten
the heart out Of them. All! they
are coming--take my hand"
Where do We 30? which wayT'
ITO the left, thru the big hall.
We can reach the tower roof by q
narrow staircase one man could
hold against an army, IL II come to
blows. Besides, know the pas
sage. and q secret door which may
deceive them"
We ran lightly thru the arch,
plunging at once into the impene-
trable darkness. We could hear de-
Saule's voice IN our rear cursing
Guieteau for not driving the men
faster. It was not until l discov-
cred the entrance to the second
apartment that either of us spoke.
rs not this the direction in
which the other man fled" she
whispered.
1T must be; for there are only
the two passages. and he did not
follow CASTER"
Then We may meet himi'
otis likely enough"
felt the pressure of her hand.
Eyes. Monsieur. What was that
noise above?"
II heard nonej but we should be
moving upward. The delay here
only increases our peril. Retain
your clasp of my hand-the stairs
are narrow, and curve" 3gg
We advanced slowly. for altho l
deemed the passage clear, yet the
darkness was intense. Even at the
last turn there was no guidance OF
light from above, but my cropping
hand discovered the guarding stone
thrust back in It's grooves. Whis-
psring to her to wait. I crept thru
the opening and drew my body to
the floor of the tower. as7'"
Straining my eyes. and listening
intently, could perceive7no object.
or hear sound. Convinced that the
tower. at least, was unoccupied,
reached back, and assisted her up
beside me. tic-t
rs there q door. Monsieur?' she
questioned. II can see nothing"
| The flicker Of torches gave warn.
ing of their advance, altho It was
equally evident the bearers were
fairly creeping along, driven by de
Saule, and the far less eager Guile
teau.
The increasing light revealed
Mademoiselle's face, and afforded
me a dim view of the apartment
in which we were. Her eyes i'm
plored me.
please, Monsieur, please; do not
delay longer!"
"No-come! I needed this light
to make sure. have only beer
this way once before, but We shall
be safe now in a moment. There
are two stairs; one leading up, the
other down-but have no knowl
edge where the latter ends. We
will try the roof"
We crossed the room in swift
silence, the red flare of the slowly
advancing torches lighting the
stone walls. The secret door stood
slightly ajar as had left 1t. Il
the stranger had come this way he
must have missed the narrow open
Ing In the wall and found conceal
ment elsewhere. There was nc
time to speculate as to his where
abouts, however-the torch-beareri
were already at the wide entrance
I drew her within the opening, -ant
closed behind us the stone door.