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It was by slow degrees that the distant shoutings came nearer; the mob had yet to unite in purpose and ferocity. Truda, listening, and marking its approach, could almost tell by the violence of its noise how it wound through the streets, staggering drunkenly, waving bludgeons, working itself to the necessary point of brutal fury. And always it grew nearer.

He laughed, pressed her hand, and bade her good-night, leaving her with more matter for thought than he could have suspected. There was real cheering for her that night when she left the theatre. Truda had been cheered before in many cities; but that night she took note of it, looking with attention at the thrusting crowd collected to applaud her.

"We are on the point of arriving," went on Monsieur Vaucher. "I come to tell Madame how the ground lies in this city. It is, you see, a place vexed with various politics, an arena of trivialities. In other words, Madame, the best place in the world for one who is shall we say? detached." Truda laughed, sipping her warm tea. "Politics have never tempted me, my friend," she replied.

Her face was grave with the gravity of a serious child. "I am a Jewess," she said. "Eh? What?" The Prince smiled uncertainly. "I am a Jewess," repeated Truda. "The Jews are my friends. And if you can do nothing, there is something I can do." He smiled still, but now there was amusement in his smile. He was not at all disconcerted. "Do you know," he said, "I had almost guessed it?

The next day Ivashka laid pieces of wood in front of Sila's tent and set fire to them. Then he led Queen Truda out of the tent, unsheathed his sword, and cut her in twain. Sila Tsarevich shuddered with terror and began to weep; but Ivashka said: "Weep not, she will come to life again." And presently all sorts of evil things came forth from the body, and Ivashka threw them all into the fire.

"Ah, Excellency, there is an instinct in this thing, and, besides, who but a Jew is a great artist nowadays? Believe me, there is not one of us from whom you could hide it." "Is it as plain as that?" asked Truda. "As plain as that," he replied. She laughed frankly, meeting his eyes with unabashed mirth, till he perforce smiled in sympathy. "Then," she cried, "what, does it matter?

Now at sight of him, fierce-eyed Walkyn cried aloud and flung aside his axe and, falling on his knees, caught the friar's threadbare robe and kissed it. "Good brother!" he groaned, "O, gentle brother Martin, pity me!" "What, Walkyn?" quoth the friar. "What do ye thus equipped and so far from home?" "Home have I none, henceforth, O my father." "Ah! What then of thy wife, Truda of thy little son?"

Here is this city a beastly place, it is true, but with much money, and very busy exterminating Jews. Which will you, Madame its money or its Jews? You see the choice! But I will weary you no longer; the child will assuredly be claimed." He bowed and took his departure; it was not well, he knew, for any manager to push Truda Schottelius too far.

"I am from the kingdom of my father the Tsar Chotei," replied Sila; "my name is Sila Tsarevich, and I am come to sue for your daughter, the beautiful Queen Truda." King Salom was overjoyed that the son of such a renowned Tsar should be his son-in-law, and immediately ordered his daughter to prepare for the wedding.

Even as she drove to the theatre, Truda had noted how the streets were uneasy, how men stood about in groups and were in the first stages of drunkenness. The play that night was that harrowing thing La Tosca; she was dressed for her part when the word came, written on a scrap of paper: "It is to-night. I am waiting at the stage door."

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