The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1918-11-14

ialr at ~ o clock that morning.
And he would arrive there with
Florence Levasseur dead asleep :
The question forced itself upon
HIM, the terrible persistent cues
tlon-what did he mean to do
with Florence Levasseur.
Faster! Faster!!n cried Don
Luis.
Now that he knew the scound-
rel's haunt, the mans scheme be-
came hideously evident to him.
Feeling himself hunted down,
lost, an object of hatred and ter
0 to Florence, whose eyes were
now opened to the true state of
things, what plan could he have in
mind except his invariable plan
of murder9
HFaster!' cried Don Luis.
We're making no Roadway. Go
faster, can't you9'
Florence murdereal Perhaps
the crime was not yet accom-
plished. No, it could not be Kill
ing takes time. It is preceded by
words, by the offer of a bargain,
by threats, by en~treaties, by a
wholly unspeakable scene. But
the thing was being prepared,
Florence was going to die!
Florence was going to die by
the hand Of the brute who loved
her. For he loved her: Don Luis
had all intuition of that mon
strous love; and he was bound to
believe that such a love could
only end in torture and blood
shed.
Sable Sille-le-
Gu1llaume.
The earth sped beneath them.
The trees and houses glided by
like shadows.
And then Alencon.
1t was hardly more than a quar-
ter to two when they landed in
a meadow between the town and
Damagni. Don Luis made in
quirics. A number of motor cars
had passed along the road tc
Damigni, including a small lin.
CUISINE driven by a gentleman who
turned down a cross road. And
this cross road led to the woods
at the back Of Langernault' es.
tate, the old castle.
Don Luis's conviction was sc
firm that, after taking leave OF
Davanne, he helped him to start
on his homeward flight. He hac
no further need of him. He need
ed nobody. The final duel vas al
hand.
He ran along, guided by the
tracks Of the tires in the dust
and followed the crossroad. IL
his great surprise this road Wen
nowhere near the wal!"behind tn,
barn from which he had jumped
a few weeks before. After clear
ling the woods, Don Luis came on
Into a large untitled space wher'
the road turned back toward thu
estate and ended at an old two
winged gate protected with iro'
sheets and bars.
The limousine had gone in tina
way.
"And l must get in this wa,
too" thought Don Luis. II mus
get in at all costs and immediate
ly, without wasting time in look
ing for an opening or a hand.
tree"
Now the wall was thirteen fee
high at this spot. Don Luis go
in. How he managed it, by VIVA
superhuman effort, he himsel
could not have said after he ha'
done it.
Somehow or other, by hangin.
ION to invisible projections, b,
digging a knife which Ire ha'
borrowed from Davanne into tn
I~interstices between the stones, h
managed it.
And when he was on the othe
sidc he discovered the tracks O
1.-THE tires running to the left, te
ward a part of the grounds whic
he did not know, 0 undulatln
the other and broken u
with little hills and ruined builc
llings covered with thick curtain
of ivy.
Deserted though the. rest of tn
park was, this portion SCENE
much more uneivilized, in spite {
1.-THE ragged remains of box an
laurel hedges thst stood here an
there amidst the nettles an
brambles, and the luxuriaf
/, swarm Of tall wild flowers, va
erian, MULLEN, hemlock, foxglov
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