The Spokane woman. [volume] (Spokane, Wash.) 1921-1935, 1927-08-04
"The Girl From Alquiers "
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Go on" commanded the terrible
voice, this time seemingly from be-
hind the drapes beyond the girls couch.
MY punishment" went on Marjorie
in listiess whisper SO low that l had
difficulty in hearing, IL am to--mur-
der the prosecutor this night, before
he can make the first step against
Maydoc's men-not that MIR. Herman
would succeed in capturing the assas-
sins, but that l might be punished
for my INSTRUMENTATION. And now May
doc DEGREES that / can escape being
a murderess only by your doing the
awful deed in my stead
"And what if refused" | demanded
fiercely, turning again to the Satanic
thing with the bloodcurdling green
eyes.
Although l did not see an arm ex-
tended, heard a distinct tapping ON
the arm of Maydoc's chair. The lights
went out; door bolt clicked; in the
ensuing silence door in the wall OPP
posite me swung inward upon small.
dimly-lighted adjoining room. Before
L could close my eyes to shut out the
horrible scene, | saw the naked body
of u man bound to the interior wall.
His right ear was gone, and u slug
gish. half-coagulated stream of blood
ooZed down his neck over his shoulder,
streaking the chest and arm with
ragged lines of red. His mouth was
covered with adhesive tape. and his
face was contorted with pain. A low
moan reached me, and, sickened by
the grewsome spectacle, cried aloud:
1--WE seen enough-tell Inc what l
am to do"
y. 4 Is.,A@ N-l
ed again in the chandelier over my
head.
Marjorie" inquired the voice in
sinuatingly, lust what is our plan
your plan-to remove John Herman,
the prosecutor, who-thanks to you
knows too much?"
Marjorie made no resistance this
time, but, addressing me, went on:
"Mr. Herman lives in the CORTLAND
Observation-Disclosures G. The adj
joining apartment is vacant. 1t is now
about two o'clock. Herman is asleep.
You are to take knife"
l confess that the last vestige of
my self control was gone. My dry
lips Quivered, and my tongue seemed
glued to the roof of my mouth. My
powerful physical frame-the pride of
my college football days-hung like SO
much weight in rags against the cords
that bound me.
"What-assurance- l." I man.
aged to stammer weakly, after have
killed John Herman, that Marjorie and
1 are to go free"
"Free?% Knocked the uamnable voice
of Maydoc with that nerve-chilling fis-
ing infection. Free? No one has
said anything about your going free.
This little event will merely serve to
bind you both to my service more sure
ly than ever. OF course, If you prefer
that Marjorie expiate her unfaithful-
ness in this other way" An arm of
siithering blaekness motioned toward
the torture chamber. 81 am willing
to send some one else to finish of Her.
man, while you remain here to learn
first-hand what 1t means to rebel
against the will of Maydoc."
Realizing that / was helpless In my
bound condition, and hoping to be able
to take advantage of some unforeseen
incident that might arise later, quick
ly announced:
"rll do it'll kill John Herman
on the condition that Marjorie is to
come to no harm. Cut these cords
and let me get started"
"Bravor' broke in the unearthly
voice of the demon that held us In his
power. "Bravol But we'll see If you
have the nerve to go through with It.