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THE CHALLENGE. 259 thought; then he laid it back in its place again, and drew himself up quickly. “No,” he said, under his breath; “that would pass for cowardice, for an avowal of guilt. Some other way must be found. They shall, at least, not have that triumph.” He threw down the lid of the box, and turning away, began again the silent, restless pacing to and fro, the somber brooding search for a plan at all points suitable. A solution must be found. Meanwhile Dr. Brunnow, in his son’s rooms, was busily preparing for his departure, now irrevocably fixed for the morrow. Max had left him to prosecute the “siege” he had commenced on the preceding ay. iva: His father let him take his way. He knew Max well, and felt sure that the young man would event- ually be victorious. Had he followed his own wishes, he would have started on his return journey that same day, but the promise he had given his son bound him to remain twenty-four hours longer. The ground he walked on scorched his feet; he longed to be away, and all the congratulations, the marks of sympathy lavished on him on his release, seemed but to make his stay still more distasteful to him. Bruunow had just finished a letter, telling of his speedy return home, and was about to ring and confide it to the maid to post, when the latter came running in unsummoned, and announced breath- lessly : ¥ Deets doctor, his excellency the governor “Who?” asked Brunnow, absently, closing the envelope. “His excellency, sir, the governor.” Brunnow turned quickly. His look fell on the baron; who had followed the servant and was stand- ing in the ante-room. Raven entered now, and said ceremoniously : ° “May I ask for a few minutes’ conversation with you, Dr. Brunnow?” “JT am at your excellency’s service,” replied Brun- now, warned by the amazement on the maid’s face / 199 Gomicbooks (E(0)