Pierre weekly free press. (Pierre, S.D.) 1889-19??, 1918-01-03
A xxx.
THE ESCAPE.

That evening remains in Dan
Webster's memory as the most
crowded and most glorious Of his
life. Its supreme moment was
when Kasia Ward gave herself in
to his arms and raised her lips to
his in confession and surrender,
and it left them both dazzled and
breathless; but at last they were
able to speak coherently.
$50 you are a prisoner, too?''
Dan asked.
Eyes"
81 suspected it. How splendid
that have found you'll"
cit was silly Of me to be fright
ened-I might have known it was
you'll"
Glow could you have known?''
Admiral Pachmann told me he
had set a trap for you"
Dan glanced about the room
quickly.
"They must not know | am
here" he said, lowering his voice.
Kasia sprang to the switch and
snapped out the lights. Then she
took him by the hand and led him
to a couch in one corner of the
room.
eff we sit here" she said, "and
speak very low, no one can hear
us"
They sat down, but some mo-
ments passed before the converse
ton was resumed.
"Now we must be sensible, she
said, drawing away from him.
"They may go into your room at
any moment, or come in here"
"That's true," Dan agreed. And
then he remembered. "Kasia,''
he said, h~oarsely, "some n stole
the box, after ALL"
He heard her quick gasp of dis
may.
"Not Pachman!' she cried.
"No, not Pachmann; | dom
know who it could have been un.
less it was that fellow Chevrial, ,
and he rapidly told her the whole
story. II know | was an awful
chump to let Chevrial put it over
me like that" he concluded
"Once we're out Of here, I'm go.
ing to scour New York for him
"Don't take it so to heart!' she
protested, pressing his hand. ct
wasn't any fault Of yours; and be.
sides it doesn't matter so much
since it wasn't Pachmann. Per
haps we can get it back-if we
can't, why father will make an
other! Come" she added, rising
"the first thing is to escape. Car
we get over the WALTZ"
ct looked pretty formidable
but | don't see what else we car
do. We can't fight our way out
| haven't anything to fight with
emo; that is too dangerous,
agreed Kasia, quickly. There {
regular giant of a mar on guare
out there"
"Two Of them," said Dan. q
was an infant in their hands. Die
you hear me smashing things
There isn't much of the furnitur,
left in that room upstairs-and i
did me good!"
81 did some smashing myself,
laughed Kasia; "there are tn,
pieces of a chair over there by tn,
wall"
Dan laughed in sympathy, will
a heart surprisingly light. Afte.
all, it was impossible to be eithe,
worried or frightened with he
there beside him.!
en- go down and reconnoite,
the WALL" he said. "How far i
the pavement below your win
dow2"
"Ten or IL feet"
"IM need more rope"
my bed clothes!" she cried
We can make a rope from Them
She ran into the bedroom, drew
: the blind at the window, and the,
turned on the light.
mo one can see us in here" sh,
said, and began to strip the cover
from the bed. "Come in and shu
| the door, and they cant hear u
| either"
Dan paused an instant at tn,
J threshold; then, ashamed of hi
J hesitation, he entered and close,
the door.
1--WE can make q perfectly love
II rope Of these went ON Kasis
her face shining. II happen {
know how-we teach plating i
our kindergarten on tha east side
First we must tear them int,
: strips.
At this Dan helped her, and the,
the plating began. In 20 minute