Motion Picture Story Magazine (Aug 1911-Jan 1912)

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TEE COLLEEN BAWN 23 DANNY CONFESSES THE CRIME hour of the ceremony drew near. He was verging on the breaking point when Anne precipitated the crisis by asking him what was the matter. ' ' I will tell you, ' ' he answered, desperately; "it may take this horrible oppression from my heart. At one time I thought you knew my secret. I was wrong. The girl you saw at Muckross Head " "Eily O'Connor?" prompted Anne. "Was my wife." "Your wife?" cried Anne. "Hush!" he cautioned. "Maddened with the miseries of my act, I treated her with cruelty, and she committed suicide. She wrote to me, bidding me farewell forever, and, the next day, her cloak was found floating in the lake. Since then I have had but one feeling: my old love, wild and maddened, has come back upon my heart with a vengeance ! ' ' At this point Mrs. Cregan rushed in, livid with fear. "Hardress, my child," she cried, "fly! fly! Not that way — the doors are guarded. There is a soldier at every entrance ! You are trapped and caught ! What shall we do ? Ah, the window in my chamber! Come — quick ! quick ! ' ' "Of what is he accused?" asked Anne. Hardress . spared his mother the answer. "Of murder," he said. "I see it in her face." "Hush!" commanded Mrs. Cregan. ' ' They come — begone ! Your boat is below that window. Dont speak. When oceans are between you and danger, write. Till then, not a word. ' ' There was a loud knocking at the door, followed by a crash as the door was broken in. A corporal and sol