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7? *. as? nie'® y vars : | A SILVER BRAND, 221 And the man came bounding up the stairs. She stood there before him, with bright, resolute eyes, and a pale face, from which the traces of tears had ‘been hastily wiped. er ies The man stared about him. | “ Why, why, where is your husband?” he stammered,. and rushed around the place, and then dashed into the wardrobe, uttering a fierce oath as he saw its open back. He sprang into the concealed chamber, sifted it over, and came out to her fierce and stern. “What has become of your husband? And where is the lady who was hiding there? Speak—answer me. They -were here a moment ago! What has become of them? They must be here somewhere: What, oh! Hans, Seippel, come up and ‘help me search !” > Saee And as he tore frantically about, still positive that the fugitives were concealed somewhere behind the lumbering furniture of the attic, the fraulein slipped through the door-way, and ran down to her child’s cradle, catching up the sleeping little one, and pressing him fondly and pas- sionately to her breast. | ‘‘Oh, my darling, my innocent lamb, pray with me to the saints to guard and keep him!” she whispered. She then listened anxiously to the noise above. They were out on the roof at last. She could hear their shouts. Would they understand ; would they guess his. method of escape. She looked longingly to the outer door. Every pulse throbbed fiercély in the wild desire to rush: forth and learn for herself what was happening—what had hap- pened. But she knew too well that an armed spy kept guard there also. Besides she mustin no way aid them to surmise how or whither they had made escape. She sat down with the boy in her arms, rocking herself to and fro, and nerving her trembling heart to meet the tempest of wrath she knew would burst upon her head. After something like fifteen minutes spent in thorough search of the attic itself and the roof above, the men all came pour- ing down. The leader seized the fraulein’s arm fiercely. “Speak, answer me, if you would save yourself bitter _ pain. Tell me where and how your husband fled. He went out upon the roof but he could not reach the other roof, nor could he’ jump down without injury to himself, much more to the woman who, we know, was concealed in that chamber behind the wardrobe. How did he escape ?”” es ‘‘T was not there. He went out upon the roof, and more (ele) GComicbooks