Edward Barron

The Lost Goddess Edward Barron

This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1908 Excerpt: ...were left masters of the field of battle but at what a cost! The squad of twenty police halted in front of our group on the convent steps and grounded sabers. Their officer stepped forward toward us briskly--I could see his eyes rest on Miss Randolph with astonishment and admiration. I have always supposed the officer was about to arrest us, but I gave him no time. "Captain," I said, "you have come in time to save this lady from a gang of assassins. We were set upon here in the public plaza, in the hope of robbery, without doubt. In the name of the lady, I thank you and your brave men." The officer, who had at first looked a little uncertain, was overwhelmed by this last touch. He took off his cap and bowed profoundly to Katharine. She bestowed a radiant smile upon him, whereupon he straightened himself jauntily. "I have great pleasure," he said. "Poor Mr. O'Rourke!" murmured Katharine. Her eyes filled with tears. "They have killed one of my men, sir," I said. "Look!" I dismounted and bent over my poor second officer, who lay huddled on the stone step. Jackson and the two other men were working over him anxiously. "I don't think he's gone, sir," said Jackson. O'Rourke moved a little as he spoke. I turned hastily to the police captain. "Do you know of a doctor near?" I asked. The officer leaned on his saber and regarded the injured man indifferently. He clearly had small interest in a wounded American sailor. "A doctor!" I repeated. "I know of none," answered the policeman coolly. Miss Randolph's eyes flashed. "I'll go get Dr. Long!" she exclaimed. The clatter of her horse's hoofs rang across the plaza almost as she spoke. "Good girl!" I cr...