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€ Reet have reached you?” ce es. 99 The baron started. He flashed upon her the old piercing, inquisitorial look peculiar to him, and asked abruptly: “You are in communication with the capital?” “I have not received a single line, not a sign of life from thence.” “Nor said Raven, more mildly. “I fancied so because Assessor Winterfeld has entered on his new duties at the Ministry of the Interior, where he will no doubt meet with sympathizers, with many who will share in his opinion that lama tyrant unequaled in the annals of history. I cannot take it amiss from the young man personally that he should indulge in such views, for I was forced to assume an attitude toward him which fairly en- titles him to hate me and to revenge himself on me, supposing revenge to be within his power.” “He will never do anything ungenerous or base,” said Gabrielle. The baron smiled disdainfully. “T can assure you that I attach very little weight to Mr. Winterfeld’s ill-will or opposition. I have had more powerful enemies than him; and managed to get the better of them. But if the hints of which you speak do not emanate from the capital, I can only suppose that the silly rumors which are buzzed from mouth to mouth in R—— have found their way out to the Wiltens’ country-seat. They rest on no practical foundation whatever. I must ask you to discontinue your drives for the next few days, but it willnot befor any length of time, I hope; and in any case, at the castle, in the gover- nor’s house, you will be safe from the popular ex- cesses, should any occur.” “But you will not be safe!” cried Gabrielle, her anxiety breaking down the barrier of her timidity at last. “The colonel declares that you expose your- self recklessly to every danger, and never listen to a warning of any sort.” Raven turned his grave, dark eyes slowly upon her. THE ICE BEGINS TO THAW. 157 |. Eomichboo ¢s) (E(@)