Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1912)

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94 THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE TO SAVE HER PARENTS, ARIA IS FORCED TO ADMIT THE WRITING OF THE LETTER letter from the apparently reluctant Duchess. The room was still, so still that Aria's faint "Yes" was heard by all. Ronald turned and kist the hand of the Duchess with elaborate ceremony. "I am delighted," he said, with -cruel emphasis, "that my youthful folly did not prevent my union with you. My father will announce the engagement. I — I am — I am not well." "With no word to the half-fainting Aria, he fled the scene, and as the door closed behind him, the Duchess seized glasses from the tray of a passing lackey. "Let us drink to the Count — and to his charming friend!" she cried, as she offered a glass to Aria. For a moment the girl held the glass in her hand. Then, seeing that she was the center of all eyes, she touched her lips to the wine. A peculiar taste soured on her tongue. "It is drugged!" she cried, dashing it to the floor. "My promise did not include that!" It was two days later that Aria, restored to her parents, again saw Ronald. There was something strange in his attitude, some odd excitement that caused him to pace restlessly up and down. She did not see him as he placed a bottle on the table. But Pitkov, coming with a warning that the Prince had ordered the arrest of the pair, saw and understood, and then substituted for the deadly potion the remainder of the drug that she had spilled on the floor with their plans. ' ' You must flee ! ' ' cried Aria, when the faithful Pitkov had gone. "Come with me!" cried Ronald, pouring the contents of the bottle into a glass, unnoticed. ' ' Aria ! Have you drugged this water ? ' ' ' ' Of course not ! ' ' was her wondering response.