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Show ZlZii , LOVt MYtTERV ADVINTURI 1 Bj JILU MABT. WHAT'S HAPPENED IN THE iTORV. Z1ZI. a butlful yuunff animal lrmr, la lovod by twin brothers; on of them. OKollilEH - CLAi;iitS BI-ANCAKURT. whom ah loven, iv hr up and devote hia lire to aavina his brother, i.riOVI a criminal, who It wllllnit ven to commit murder to obtain a fortune for-tune left In truat to a Plclllan banker. OAHI'AftONK, who guard, tha fortune alwo from the Mala VHa. with whom Lu do vie ) In IfHituti. Iudovlc la aided by LAUVOVEIt, tha criminal who trained him, while KOl scotTBAN. a former thief, aMs Or-ora". Two of tha three heirs to the fortune. Mil.; and TINR. rhlUlren In their 'teen-i, ar rescued from death at Ro'Ja-routian'a Ro'Ja-routian'a hnnds br Ieora;efl but durlnc s nia-ht attack In i'arls, hi which I. u do vie plans to sill (ieorsrs. they are captured liffaln by the murderers. Ludovlr Inter-VMiea Inter-VMiea between (.ieorg-es and Zlll and teaches the girl to smoke opium, breaking j Into her room while she la under It In- I f'uence. Thinking herself unworthy of Orors-ea, Kisl determines to km hi lov for her. CHAPTER LXXI. Leva's Torture. "I hav told you everything." George said-. "There la nothing, now, you do not know about me. But I I know nothing of you. Have you not th same confidence that I haver .Ill's torture had commenced. Already Al-ready she had suffered, but nothing In comparison to whst ws to com. 8h eat silent, distressed, dumb. "loyou want me to k you Que-tlonsr- he said, with a vole hardly audible. "Ask. Georges. "Will you tell me th truth J" "KverythlnB." She wss ready for ths great deceit, to lis In order to lie. In order to make him scorn her. In order to dishonor herself, au that there ahoulil remalu no vestige ot tha Zlal of other days. A name, a question, struggled on hi lip; but hi Up twisted, contracted con-tracted end refused ti pronounce that name. It wus something mora Ilk a harsh gasp that linally escaped him, a name, "Uudovic?" Hhe waa expecting It. and though aha wa In agony, her face expressed nothing. Hhe wa strangely calm.. . "You want to know someone ha told you. perhaps whether your brother broth-er le my lover?" "Yea" "But have not you thought that, however much your brother might love me, he could have hardly supplied the luxury that surrounds me toe money "I do rvot bellev you. that ! all, ha went on. "And In my turn I will prove to you that you ire lying. When 1 learned of thia unexpected, thia Inexplicable Inex-plicable luxury, 1 did think you were loat loat for m. But then I remem- 1 be red and I became confident again. Zlil, my dear, sweet Zixl. fallen eo low. No, there are aome thlnva thut do not i happen. Only I knew there waa aome eecret, no I went to Ilrko. I beg Red of him that he hide nothing from me. I Holmcroft'a bet that the tiRera would : kill you and hts remorae when he auw you beneath their fangi. He told ma of Holmcroft'a gift that made you Independently In-dependently rich, a million of dla-munda, dla-munda, you ey? Very well, you mlsht have them and no one would have the right to : reproach you. Why do you! apeak of fall and of ahume, Zui? When I I on me. For three daya have not aeen." 'Kor three daya! ahe broke In Ironically. Iron-ically. "For me It haa been much longer. I prom tee you. Why did you abandon me alone and without defense? 1 did lov you. Oh, 1 loved you with the deepeat tenderneaa. Your Image waa alone In my heart. I was yours so ; completely that you could have made me what you would. And then, aud-deny, aud-deny, alienee, mdlfference. onelineaa." 1 "I have told you why, Ziai. ''You ahould told me then." "On account of my brother, I had not the courage." "And now it U too hxtt." "fcisl." "Too late. Georges." He awayed. his knees bent beneath him; he threw himself on a couch and hid his eyes In his hands. 8o he did I know that you love me; when you know that I love your "8o you do not believe me?" "I do not believe you." "And If I tell you that thla Holm croft atory la pure fiction?" He smiled with superb confidence. Though she tried to prevent him he seised her hands, "I do not believe you. 1 will believe nothing you tell me. Tomorrow A Cruel Cemedy. (CopyriKbt, IfJJ. by th Wbelr radicals, that 1 apend? -No, this luxury does not come from him." "Why are you so certalnT "What difference does it make? You have not answered me." "1 will answer. Ludovlo Is not my lover. And, after wnat you have told me. I hate him aa bitterly aa you do youra'lf." "But you received him here! " Because of you!" she burst out. "Sometimes It made me dream. He was the ghost of my Oeorges!M "Ziat, do you love me?" "You have aome other questions to ask me. Ueorges?" "That! Oh. that! That before all. Zul. 1 beg of you I" "1 will anawer it later. I will leave nothing without Its answer." j "That, above all. Zisi. if you have ptty not ae the spasm of torture on the martyr's lovely face as she thought to herself: "But he wss quick to believe me! Were I In his place, 1 would not have believed. As If In answer to her cruel thought. Ceorges raised himself. His eyoa were ' burning with a strange fire. It waa the fire of love, and tins was his anawer: "1 do not believe you!" 'Ueorges!' she said startled, desperate, desper-ate, yet radiant. "I do not believe you. You are tying to me!" And now haw come the time of torture. tor-ture. Zixl must prove her lie. "You are lying to me." he went on vehemently. "Have 1 not told yju that 1 would rather see you da I trun disgraced dis-graced ? And you. you anawere-t me" "I anawered, It is only you who will kill me!' Those were word, all wrda, , my poor Georges. When 1 spoke them to you I believed them. But when u came to deeds, ..." "You are lying!" he broke Ir. aratn. "1 do not believe you. Y ju wanted to , wait for me, and you did wait for mt'" , "You cam too late. I pave told yeu. j And the proof!" "Yes. the proof! . Give me the proof of that!" "Eveline had orders not to receive ' you!" "You will have to give me het!er proofs than that, ZLxl. 1 don't believe those. i "I waited, and then X became tired of watting. Look about you. Who surrounds sur-rounds me with this luxury? When I was In the circus Dlrko paid me generously. gen-erously. But 1 preferred to do nothing. I had my beauty, and 1 determined to profit by It to live since you would have none of It- "Yoa are lying! I do not believe ' you." he repeatedly doggedly. j Then you are blind and stupid," she ' said. "Ask ail Parle. They will tell you what I spent. Would you like me to take you around these rooms? Would yoa like to admire my jewels? They are worth a million. Your Zlal , has been, well paid. eh. Georges? Nr: Thank youl You are sorry for me." t "I am not sorry for you," he said very calmly, quite simply. Her hands twisted tightly together. Her sufferings were frightful. Aad yet , she, waa happy. I |