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The Wingham Times, 1907-10-24, Page 7TUX WINGII .M TIMES, OCTOBER 2I, 1907 1.4.3 ,1,1- ****k ***.vi >:"4"'t"'>;"441-1.1 "a .m. Che 444vWt4C► It. ANTHONY HOPE risoncr °f Benda Copyrighted, .1894, 1898. by Henry Holt to Company (by side with .the Princess Flavia, and a trough fellow cried out: "And when's the wedding?" and as the spoke another struck him In the !face, crying, "Long live Duke. .+ Michael!" ,and the princess colored—it was an ad- 'tmirable tint—and looked straight • in !front of her. Now I felt in a difficulty, because I :had forgotten to ask Sapt the state of any affections or bow far matters had 'gone betweeu the princess and myself. J+'raukly, had I been the king the fur- ther they had gone the better should I have been pleased, for I am not a slow. blooded man, and I had not kissed Princess Flavla's cheek for nothing. g These thoughts passed through my head; but, not being sure of rey ground, I said nothing, and in a moment or two • the princess, recovering her equanim- ity, turned to me. "Do you know, Rudolf," said she, • "you look somehow different todely?" The fact was not surprising, but the remark was disquieting. "You look," she went on, "more 'sober, more sedate. You're almost careworn, and I declare you're thin- ner. Surely it's not possible that you've begun to take anything seri- ously?" The princess seemed to hold of the king much the same opinion that Lady Burlesdon Ueld of me. I braced myself up to the conversa- tion. "Would that please you?" I asked tisoftiy. "Ob. you know my views," said she, turning her eyes away. "Whatever pleases you I try to do," JI said, and as I saw her smile and I blush I thought that I was playing the :king's hand very well for him. So I !continued, and what I said was per- ;feetiy true: "I assure you, my dear cousin, that nothing In my life has affected me , more than the reception I've been !greeted with today." She smiled brightly, but in an in- •stiuit grew grave again and wltisper- •.ed: "Did you notice Michael?" "Yes," said 1, adding, "He wasn't .enjoying himself." "Do be careful!" she went on. "You • don't—indeed you don't—keep enough watch on bim. You know" -- "I know," said I, "that he wants what I've got." "Yes. Hush." Then, and T can't justify It, int I committed the king far beyond what T had a right to do—I suppose she car - to me off my feet—I went on: "And, perhaps, also something which I haven't got yet, but hope to win some day." This was my answer—bad I been the .ting I should have thought It eneour. : aging; "Haven't you enough responsibilities On you for one day, cousin?" Bang, bang! Blare, blare! We were at The palace. Guns were firing and trumpets blowing. Rows of Iackeys stood waiting, and, handing the prin- eess up the broad marble staircase, T took formal possession as a Browned ' king of 'the house of my ancestors and sat down. at my own table, with my cousin on my, right hand, on her Other side Black Michael and on my left his em%eence the cardinal. Behind my chair stood Sept, end at the end of the table I saw Fritz'von. Tarlenhelm drain to the bottom his glass of ehampague rather sooner than be decently should. Y wondered what the kin; of Buri tante was doing. You have heard of biscuits—and read of biscuits --and eaten biscuits— but you don't know biscuits—until -you try MViooney's Perfection Cream Sodas. They are everything that the ideal biscuits should be. 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"Yes," said I, with a sigh. It was 5 o'clock, and at 12 I should be no more than Rudolf Rassendyll. I remarked on it in a jolting tone. "You'll be lucky;" observed Sept grimly, ""If you're not the late Rudolf Iiassendyll. By heaven! I feel my, head wabbling on my shoulders every; minute you're in the city. Do you know, friend; that Michael has had news from Zenda? Ile went into a room alone to read it, and he came out looking like a man dazed," "I'm ready," said I, this news make ing me none the more eager to linger. Sept sat down, "I must write us an order to leave the city. Michael's governor, you know. and we must be prepared for hindrances. You must sign the order." "My dear colonel, I've not been bred a forger!" Ont of his•pocket Sept produced a piece of paper. "There's the king's signature," he said, "and here," he went on after another search in his pocket, "Is some tracing paper. If you can't manage a 'Rudolf' in ten minutes, why—I can." "Your education has been more com- prehensive than mine," said T. "You write it" And a very tolerable forgery did this versatile hero produce. "Nov, Fritz," said he, "the king goes to bed. He is upset. No one is to see him till 9 o'clock tomorrow: You understand—no one?" n "I understand," answered Fritz. , "Michael may come and claim Im- mediate audience, You'II answer that only princes of the blood are entitled to it." "That'll annoy Michael," laughed Fritz. "You quite understand?" asked Sept again. "If the door of this room is opened while we're away you're not to be alive to tell us about it" ""I need no schooling, Colonel," said Fritz, a trifle haughtily. "Here, wrap yourself in this big cloak," Sept continued to me, "and put on this flat cap. My orderly rides with me to the shooting lodge tonight" "".there's an obstacle," I observed. "The horse doesn't live that can carry me forty miles," "Oh, yes, he does—two of him; one here, one 'at the lodge. Now are you ready?' "I'mready," ren -- said I. Fritz held out his hand. "In case," said he, and we shook hands heartily. "`Bang your sentiment!" growled Sapt. "Came along." He went, not to he door, but to a' panel in the wall. "In the old king's time;"" said he, "I knew, this way well." X followed hint, and we walked, as X should estimate, near two hundred yards along a narrow passage. Then we came to a stout oak door. Sept en- iocked it. We passed through and found ourselves inn quiet street that ran along the back of the palace gar- dens. A man was 'waiting for us with two horses. One Was a magnificent bay, up to any weight; The other a sturdy bibwn. Sept signed to me to mount the bay, Without .a Word to the Man we mounted and rade away. The town was full of noise and Merle - meat, but we took secluded ways. My cloak was wrapped over half my face; the capacious flat cap hid every lock of my telltsde halt. By Sapt's diree- tions I crouched on thy saddle and rode with such a round back as 1 hope nevelt to exhibit on. A horse again. .Down a long, Wilton. lane we *eat, meeting some 'wanderers and some roisterers', and as We rode we heard the cathedral bells still clanging out their welcome to the king. It was half -past G anti still light. At last we carte to the .elty'vnll and to a gate. "IXave hour weapon ready," wills - Weed Sept "We must stop his mouth If be talks,"" I put my band 611 my revolver. Sept hauled the doorkeeper. The stare fought !tor ns, A, little girl of fourteen tripped outs "nesse. sir, father's gone to see tit* ' "Ilea. better have stayed here," EsaId Sept to me, grinning. "nut he sale I wasn't to open the gate, sir." 44D1d lie, my dear?" said Sept, 11s - Mounting, "Then give me the Isey." The key was in the child's hand, Sept gave #ter a crown. "Here's au order from the Ding. Show it to your father, Orderly, open the grte.•' X leaped dozen, Between us we rolled back the great gate, led our horses out and closed it again. "I shall be sorry for the doorkeeper if Michael finds out that he wasn't there. Now, then, lad, for a canter. We mustn't go too fast while were uear the town." Ouce, however, outside the city we ran little danger, for everybody else was inside merrymaking, and as the evening fell we quickened our pace, my splendid horse boundfng along, en- der me as though I had been a feather. It zeas a fine night, and presently the moon appeared. We talked little on g the way and chiefly about the progress we were making. t "I wonder what the duke's dispatches I told Him," said I once, n- ".c4.ye, I wonder!" responded Sept. We stopped for a draft of wine and to bait our horses losinghal anhour ,f ou g thus. I dared not go into the tan and stayed with the horses in the stable. Then we went ahead again and had covered some five and twenty miles when Sapt t abru 1 ptly stopped. "Hark!" be cried. I listened. Away, far behind us, In the still of the evening—it was just Half past 9—we Beard the beat of horses' hoofs. The wind, blowing strong behind us, carried the sound. I glanced at Sept. "Come on?" he cried and spurred his horse into a gallop. When we next paused to listen, the hoof beats were not audible, and we relaxed our pace. Then we heard them again. Sept jumped down and laid his ear to the ground. "There are two," Ile said, "They're only a mile behind. Thank God, the road curves in and out and the wind's our way." We galloped on. We seemed to be holding our own. We had entered the outskirts of the forest of Zeuda, and th trees, closing in behind us as the track zagged and zagged, prevented us seeing our pursuers and them from seeing us. Another half hour brought us to a di- vide of the road. Sept drew rein. "To the right Is our road," be said. "To left, to the castle. Each about eight miles. Get down." "But they'll be on us!" I cried, "Get down!" he repeated brusquely, and I obeyed. The wood was dense up to the very edge of the road. We led our horses into the covert, bound handkerchiefs over, their eyes and stood beside them. "You want to see who they are?" I whispered. "Aye, and where they're going," he answered. I saw that\his revolver was In his band. Nearer and nearer came the hoofs. The moon shone out now clear and full. so that the road was white with it. The ground was hard, and we had left no traces. "Here they come.."' whispered Sapt • "It's the duke!" 4!1 then„ ht so!" he answered. It was the duke, and with him a burly fellow whom ; sinew well and who bad cause to know me afterward —Max Rolf, brother to Johann, the keeper, and body servant to his high- ness. They were up to us. The duke reined up. .I saw Sapt's finger curl lovingly toward the trigger. 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In au instant we folded our cloaks close round our horses' heads and, holding them thus, covered the duke and his attendant with our revolvers. If they had found us they had been dead men or our prisoners. Michael waited a moment longer. Then he cried: "To Zenda then!" and, setting spurs to his horse, galloped on. Sept raised his weapon after bin, and there was such an. expression of wistful regret on his face that I had much ado not to burst out laughing, For ten minutes we stayed where we were. "You see," said Sept, "they've sent him news that all is well." "What does that mean?" I asked, "God knows," said Sept, frowning heavily. "But it's brought him from Strelsau in a. rare puzzle." Then we mounted and rode fast as our weary horses could lay their feet to the ground. For those last eight miles we spoke no more. Our minds were full of apprehension. "A11 is well." What did it mean? Was all well with the king? At last the lodge came in sight. Spur- ring our horses to a last gallop, we rode up to the gate. All was still and quiet. Not a soul came to meet us. We dismounted in haste. Suddenly Sept caught nae by the arm. "Look here!" he said, pointing to the gamed. I looked down. Al my feet lay eve or sb, silk handkerchiefs, torn and slashed and rent. I turned to him questioningly, "They're what I tied the old woman up with," said be. "Fasten the horses and come along." The handle of the door turned with- out resistance. We passed into the room which had been the scene of last night's bout. It was still strewn With the remnants of our meal and with empty bottles. "Come int" cried. Sept, whose marveI- ons composure bad at last almost given way. We rushed down the passage toward the cellars. The door of the coal cellar stood wide open. "They found the old woman," said L "You might have known that from the handkerchiefs," he said. Then see carne opposite the door of the Wine cellar. It was shut. ° It look- ed. in all respeets as It had looked when we left it that morning. "Come, It's all right," said L A loud oath from Sept rang out. Elis face turned pale. and he -pointed again at the floor. From ander the door a red stain had spread over the floor of the passage and dried there, Sept sank against the opposite Wall. 1 tried the door: It was locked. "Where's lose?" muttered Sept. "Where's the king?" I responaed. Sept took out a flask and put It to his lips. I ram back to the dining room and seized a heavy poker from the fire- ptaee. Tn my terror and eceitoment I rained blows on the lock of the door, and I fired it cartridge into It. It gave Way, and the door swung open, "Give me a light" said 1, but Sept Still leaned against the wall. Ile Was, of course, more moved than 1, for Ire loved his master. Afraid for himself he was not—no man ever saw sine that—but to think what might lie In that dark cellar was enough to turn any malt's face pale. I Went myself and took a silver eaudlestiek front the dining table and struek a light, and as 1 returned I felt the hot wax drip en my naked band as the candle swayed to and fro; so that I cannot Afford tb despise Colonel Sept toe his agitation, I came to the nnn�. Of ���,..,ri I came the door of the cellar. Tia6 red stain, tinning more and more to a dull brown, strctcbed inside, 1 walk- ed two yards into tate cellar and held the candle high above my bead. I saw full bins of wine; 1 saw spiders crawling on the walls; I saw, too, a eenple of empty bottlei lyiug ou the floor, and then, away in the corner, I saw the body of a man lying flat on his back with his arms stretched wide and a crimson gash across his throat• I walked to .atm and knelt down be- side him and commended to God the soul of a faithful man, for it was the body of Josef; the little servant, slain in guarding the king, I felt a hand on my shoulder and, turning. saw Sapt's eyes, glaring and terror struck, beside me. "The king! My God, the king!" he whispered hoarsely. I threw the candle's gleam over ev- ery inch of the cellar, "The king is not here," said 1. CHAPTER, VII. PUT my arra round Sapt's waist and supported him out of the cellar, drawing the battered door close after me. For ten minutes or more ore zee sat t silent in the dining room. Then old Sept rubbed his knuckles into his eyes, gave one great gasp and was himself again. As the clock on the mantelpiece struck 1 he stamped his foot on the floor, say- ing: ay- in : g. "They've got the king!" "Yes," said. 1, "'all's well!' as Black Michael's dispatch said. What a mo- ment it must have been for him when the royal salutes were fired at Strel- sau this morning! I wonder when he got the message?" "It must have been sent in the morning," said Sapt. "They must have sent it before nen s of your ar- rival at Strelsau reached Zenda--I sup- pose it came from Zenda." "And he's carried it about all day!" I exclaimed. 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"Come; let's be off," said I. But he sat still, and suddenly he burst into one of his grating chuckles. "By Jove, we've shaken up BIack Michael!" "Come, come!" I repeated impatient- ly. mpatiently. "And we'll shake him up a bit more," he added, a cunning smile broadening on his wrinkled, weather beaten face and his teeth working on an end of his grizzled mustache. "Aye, lad, we'll go back to Strelsau. The king shall be in his capital again tomorrow." "The king?" "The erowued king!" "You're mad!" I cried. "If we go back and tell the trick we played, what would you give for our lives?" "Just what they're worth," said I. "'And for the king's throne? Do you think that the nobles and the people will enjoy being fooled as you've fool- ed them? Do you think they'll love a king who was too drunk to be crowned and sent a servant to personate him?" "He was drugged—and I'm no serv- ant" "Mine will be Black Michael's ver- sion." He rose, came to me and laid his hand on my shoulder. "Lad," he said, "if you play the man you may save the king yet. Go back and keep his throne warm for him." "But the duke knows—the villains he bas employed know"— "Aye, but tbey can't speak!" roared Sept In grim triumph. "We've got 'em! How can they denounce you without denouncing themselves? 'This Is not the king, because we kidnaped the king and murdered his servant' Can they say that?" The position flashed on me. Whether Michael knew me or not he could not speak. unless he produced the king, what could he do? And If he produced the king, where was he? For a mo- ment I was carried away headlong, but In an instant the difficulties •came strong upon Inc. "I must be found out," I urged. "Perhaps, but every hour's some- thing. Above all, we must have a king in Strelsau or the city will be Michael's in four and twenty hours, and what would the Icing's life be worth then—or his throne? Lad, you must de it!" "Suppose they kill the king?" "They'll kill him If you don't" "Sept, suppose they have killed the king?" "Then, by heaven, you're as good an Ii Iphberg as Black Michael, and you shall reign in Ituritania, But I don't believe they have. nor will they kill him If you're on the throne. Will they Lill him to put you in?" It was a wild plan ---wilder even and hopeless than the trick we had already carried through, but as I listened to Sept I saw the strong points in our game. And then I was a 'young man, and, I loved :tetien, and I was offered extols a: hand In °such a game as per - Imps never :rine pki ed yet "I shall be found out," I said, "rerhaps," said Sept. "Come! TO Strelsau! We shall be caught like rats in n trap 1•f we stay here" "Sept;" I cried, "I'II try it!" "Well played!" salol he. "1 hopo they've left us the Horses. I'll go and see." "We nnust bury that poor fellow," said I. "No time," sant Sept. do it." "hang you!" he ariened. "I Make you a kin;, and—welt, do it. 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