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THE BROTHERHOOD OF SILENCE. 735 “ Do you think he would rest contented in bis grave if you became the wife _of the man who wronged him most, no matter what the purpose might be?” “No,” she said, ‘‘ I do not.” “Did you love Stanislaus? ” She sighed deeply... “How you probe the innermost secrets of one’s heart, Dubsawnik,” she sard. “1 will tell you the truth. It ts because | never did love him as I ought to have loved, because I never knew and appreciated his worth until f knew how faithful and loyal he could be, that 1s, mntil he was. dead, that I cannot live and bear the thought that he shall go unavenged. | was a gent then, and I did not appreciate all the love that was lavished upon me. After- wards. F knew what I had lost.” “Then you will abandon this insane notion of marrying Durnief?" - “Yes. I never entertained it. It only occurred to me m that moment when we were speaking of him. I never even thought of it before. Oh, if you knew the bitterness of the heart of a woman who is used only for a tool, mecanse she happens to possess beauty. But you cannot knew; you cannot stress.” “ True, I do not know, but I can guess. Remember, | heard what you said to) your brother on this same subject im the garden.” Like a flash of light through darkness, my own peril returned to ker. “You! What are you going to do?” she exclaimed. “Tam going about my daily duty just as though nothing had happened,” I replied. “ Those mew ont there are waiting to kill you. Comef Let us see if they are there still.” We went to the window togethers and peered out. The britska was still waiting, and I felt that Olga shuddered as her hand rested for an mstant upon aris. “Tell me your true name again,” she demanded, rather irrelevantly, F thought, as we drew back. ‘‘ You told me, but I have forgotten.” 99 I mentioned it, and she repeated # over under her breath several times. Then, suddenly raising her face to mine, she said: “Do you know of any way, na matter how, mm winch you cam escape those men who are waiting for you?” “Yes,” I replied, “ I krow of one.” “ What ts it?” “ F can have them arrested where they are—every one of them; that 1s, 1f you will permit one of your servants to carry 2 message a short distance for me.” | “ They will stop him amd read the message.” ““ They would permit him to. go on agaim, for it would meam nothing to them.” “Then you are cormected with the police.” ‘“ Princess, i have not deceived you m ane single particular since F came mto this house,” I replied coldly. rf EORNIC OG ‘SS COLNT