White Cloud Kansas chief. [volume] (White Cloud, Kan.) 1857-1872, 1859-08-04
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may take the maiden"
Thanks, royal lady-thanks," said
the Jesuit; and as he spoke, he turned
towards Adele, but she chung more closely
to the King. and her frame shook like a
frightened fawn.
"This fair lady is under my charge at
present." the monarch said, while the
maiden now fairly rested her head upon
his bosom.
"Sire, You do not surely mean to thwart
me" uttered Malgrida, turning pale and
trembling.
But the King made no reply. He
turned to one of the bell-cords, and gave
it five quick. distinct pulls. That was
his signal in distinction from his mothers.
In few moments, a page entered.
"Gilbeaux," said Charles, ''take this
lady and conduct her to my Queen, and
bid her that she treat her with all gentle
ness and affection, and that will see her
ere long. Mademoiselle," he continued,
turning to the maiden, ''with Elizabeth,
my wife, you will be safe and and well
cared for. She is a gentle. noble woman,
and you will love her. Go, now, and be
in peace"
"Charles," spoke the Queen mother,
in rank surprise, edo you know what you
are doing ?'
"Aye-very we'll"
"Then, what do you mean !? Let the
maiden go with her proper protector"
"But it is my will that my wife be her
protector, until 1 find out something more
concerning her."
"Charles, you will not cross me !"
whispered Catharine, turning pale with
anger.
"Mother, beware that you do not cross
me! Gilbeaux, take the maiden and 60"
Malgrida instinctively started forward,
and put out his hand towards the maiden,
as though he would have seized her.
Adele saw his movement, and she uttered
low cry of alarm, and shrank more
closely to the King.
"Sir NunciO," spoke Charles, while
his lip quivered, and his dark eye flashed,
81 hope you will not be the first one to
fall but if you would leave the Louvre
alive, then beware Madame" he con-
tinued, turning to his mother, "you will
be wise if you do not show too much
feeling in this matter. Sir Nuncio, your
presence is no longer needed at the pres
ent time. Only rest assured that you are
to be deprived of no just right. You can
go now"
There was something in the look Of
the youthful monarch that told of a de-
termination with which it would not be
safe to NEEDLE, and the Jesuit turned to-
wards the door. His step was slow and
hesitating, and his eye flashed such fire
as would make an inferior tremble. AT
the door he turned, and seemed upon the
point of speaking, but the words came
not forth, and in a moment more, he was
gone.
"Charles," said the Queen mother, af-
ter Adele had also left the apartment,
"you are-are-most unwise."
"You are very moderate" returned the
monarch son, with a smile of irony
"but," he added, while his look grew
sober and earnest, eve will let that mat
ter pass now. Only will say there is
something about this maiden which /
wish to understand more fully. Her face
has started some strange emotion in my
mind, and know that have seen her
before. You know the real character Of
this scheming Jesuit, as well as l do, and
you know that he is ripe for any kind Of
villainy that may present itself, if it can
but work to his advantage. Now, I'll
wager much that this girl, whom he calls
Adele st. Aulnay, is the child Of some
powerful person, whom he has, by some
means. got into his possession, and who,
he means, shall serve him to some selfish,
profitable purpose. At any rate, l will do
all l can, to find out the truth of this
matter. Now, let this drop, and we will
attend to another, and a more important
matter. The fatal hour is nigh at hand.
The great clock Of eternity moves fast,
and the hours are flying swiftly away.
What has been done %
"All, my son. All has been done, that
can be-"
"Then sit you down, and let me under
stand it."
And so Catharine de Medicis sat down
to tell to her son the story of coming
death, and she forgot the thing that moved
her anger only few moments before.
And yet, as they talked about the
sweeping butchery that they had planned,
they would ever and anon turn their at
tention to Adele st. Aulnay. There was
something mysterious in the matter, and
they tried to fathom it, but they could
not. Her countenance seemed familiar
to both of them, and both Of them could
feel emotions which ran back into the
past, but without revealing any memory
that had tangible substance. To Charles,
this mystery was q source Of some slight
relief, for it helped to break in a little
upon the horrible bloed-phantom that
haunted him.
TO De CONTINUED.