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"Think you that Scarpia lives to be made sport of? I will show you. Your Mario shall pay the price. Arrest him, men. We will hang him from the scaffold in the morning for the traitor that he is." Brutally they pulled the reviving Mario to his feet and with kicks and buffets thrust him from the room, into the street. With a wild scream La Tosca fell senseless to the floor. When she revived, she was lying on a pallet in a cell. Knowing that with her first coherent thought she would fly to the Queen to intercede for her lover, Scarpia had taken the precaution to have her arrested and confined. In a faint voice, she asked the hour. Her keeper, seeing that she was conscious, came to her and informed her of what had happened, and that as soon as she was sufficiently recovered the Baron Scarpia desired that she should be brought before him. With trembling hands the girl arranged her dress, smoothed her hair, made herself presentable. She was pale — this would not do; she must be beautiful to touch Scarpia's heart when she pleaded with him for mercy. So false roses bloomed in her cheeks and her pallid lips were a Cupid's bow of loveliness when she stood before the old Baron, who sat at a sumptuous supper and invited her to share it with him. She made a gesture of aversion. "Food would choke me while Mario lies in prison. Oh, be kind and give him to me, most noble Scarpia." Scarpia devoured her with his cruel, sensual eyes. "Would you buy your lover's freedom?" he asked. "If so, I will name the only price." She was about to give eager assent when the look on his face told her his meaning. "You beast!" she spat at him. "First will I plunge a dagger in my heart." She snatched a knife from the table, as if to suit her actions to her words. He continued to gaze at her unmoved. "Then Mario shall surely die. and at once, without trial. Is this your boasted love, that you refuse any chance to save him?" Suddenly the girl collapsed in a chair, like a crumpled, brilliant flower. She watched the cruel, gloating eyes before her as a fascinated bird is held in thrall by an evil snake. "Will you set us both free?" she asked. "Will you give us both safe conduct from Italy — if I agree?" He nodded, with an avid gleam in his eyes. "Then do with me what you will." she said brokenly. "Provided Mario shall go free, for I am the one that betrayed hirn, through my jealousy." One of her little hands lay like a white flower on the damask of the table cover. Scarpia reached forward and covered it with his own. A shudder ran through La Tosca. but she did not move. Beside her lay the knife which she had dropped a minute before. Her eyes, like those of a hunted animal, devoured it, and a light crept into them. "Will you give the order for his release now?" she asked. "I cannot well do that because of political feeling," said the crafty Chief of Police. "The execution will take place, that is, apparently. But I will have him shot instead of hanged, and the guns of the firing squad will contain only blank cartridges. I will see that he has instructions to fall as dead, then you can come and take his body away." "And will you give the order now, immediately, so that there can be no error?" Her eyes were eager. He clapped his hands to summon a servant, and then requested writing material. "I will send this to the captain of the firing squad tonight," he said, as he sealed a note. "Then in the morning the supposed execution will take place. And tonight — She bowed her head in submission. Her fingers played with the handle of the knife. "But the safe conduct, the pass by which we may leave the country. Will you give that to me now?" "You are Tantalus' self," he scowled, but he reached for paper and drew up the passport. La Tosca watched him like a cat, leaning over his shoulder and scarcely breathing. Stealthily her fingers closed on the knife which lay beside her. With the last flourish of his pen, she plunged it into his heart. She wiped the blood from her hands and true to her training, placed a crucifix in the hands of the dead man, then knelt by his side for a moment in prayer. Then she hastened to the prison where Mario was confined and told him what she had done; and he stroked her hair and forgave her for everything and assured her of his undying love. It was morning. The time had come when Mario was to be led forth to be shot. La Tosca had told him of the blank cartridges and hope was high in his breast. La Tosca had the passport, which Scarpia had written, close to her heart. She knew that Scarpia had given orders the previous evening that he was not to be disturbed, so that his death was as yet undiscovered. Only a few minutes now. and she and her lover would be free. Palpitating with eagerness, she waited while the soldier? led him forth. There was a rattle of musketry. She waited long enough to give them time to leave him. then went forth to claim his body, as was her right. Went joyfully, for the dread ordeal was over. But Mario lay so still, so still! And what was this? Blood! It was oozing from his shirt. With trembling fingers she sought his heart. It was silent. The soldiers' rifles had been loaded with ball. Every advertisement In PHOTOPLAT MAGAZINE i9 guaranteed.