Part 26 (2/2)
She tried, but without success Which will not surprise any one who has ever seen the collection at theelse has happened, Desiree No bunch of cords tied in silly knots ever made you look as you did just now What was it?”
”Nothing--nothing, Harry”
”I say yes! And I want to know! And if it's what I think it is we're going to clear out of here now!”
”As though we could!”
”We can! We have enough provisions to last for weeks And see here,”
he ran to the corner where he had hidden the golden clubs and returned with theh thee sht for me, Harry?” she said half-wistfully, half--I know not what Then she continued in a tone low but quite distinct: ”Well, it is too late I a's”
She lied--I saw it in her eyes Perhaps she meant to save Harry froe that he need not fight for as no longer his own; but she was mistaken in her man
Harry did not stop to read her eyes--he heard her words He took two slow steps backward, then stood quite still, while his face grew deadly white and his eyes were fastened on hers with a look that made me turn my oay His soul looked out from them--how he loved the woman--and I could not bear it!
Nor, after aher arms to him and cried out:
”Harry! No! It was a lie, Harry! Don't--don't!”
And they gazed at each other, and I at Desiree, and thus ere unaware that a fourth person had entered the rooth and stood before ht, but ju him back half-way across the roole I noticed that he still held in his hands the bars of gold he had shown to Desiree
The king regarded us for a second with a scowl, then turned to her
She stood erect, with flashi+ng eyes The king approached; she held out her hand to hinity
For a ly snarl, and, dashi+ng her hand aside, he leaped forward in swift fury and grasped her white throat with his fingers
There was a strangled scream from Desiree, a frantic cry from Harry--and the next instant he had torn hiold at le bound and he was across the roo of the Incas dropped senseless to the floor
Chapter XII
AT THE DOOR
Desiree shrank back against the wall, covering her face with her hands
Harry stood above the prostrate figure of the king, panting and furious
As for ht to what had been done--the i my brain to action