The New York herald., 1861-12-28

composed in her presence. She beheId him look
] upon his glove and exclaim in stifed voice:
"Oh the wretchi

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composed in her presence. She beheId him look
upon his glove and exclaim in stifed voice:
"Oh the wretch!"
At length, Bcarix felt cold drops trickling slowly
DOWN her forehead, as If tears were dropping from
her crown. With wild bound, she forced a pass.
age through the shrinking crowd, and hating in
sne presence OF mirror, beheld her face and
Ah!'' cried she, in heart rending accents, sshe
,s wounded! Amedie is wounded, mother run to
him !"
y, AS her voice expired, her form grew rigid, and
she fell lfeless into the embrace OF her mother.
The heart of Beatrix had just afforded natural
explanation to this strange incident and in the
hiast OF the general stupor Robert de Chama-
rante and few intimates surrounded the mar
You are wounded !" repeated they In sup
pressed tones. a duel, no doubt. Come,
come"
. Alas, nothing ails me feel nothing.' re-
peated Monsieur dc Monza, prey to uncontrol
able agitation. In the mpossibility he experienced
OF Offering any explanation, he allowed himself
mechanically to be led away.
Beatrix, whom they were removing in swoon,
and the marquis in the charge Of his friends, had
scarcely issued from the drawing room, the pale
and excited crowd clustered about o friend Of the
family, just entering from the street, and whose
first words increased twof0ld the anxiety and ter
ror OF the immediate assembly. A numerous circle
was speedily formed, every member propounding
- oStfSo "a qucStloilS ia tHc SdiHc pItutH
trated?"
Five minutea ago?"
And 1t is the next door!'
In the hotel itself-to the left Of the carriage
gateway"
"what! What did you say, What is III" re.
peated twenty voices.
. II Is this gentlemen" resumed the narrator
800 600 francs have Just been stolen from the
brokers' office In front OF this hotel ard his daugh-
ter is murdered"
CHAPTER II.
THE SUSPICION.
II would be impossible to describe the surprise
aud horror with which the select society that
crowded the drawing rooms of the Hotel de Cha
marante was seized at the tidings of the double
crime, Of which it had just been the theatre. The
news was received but an instant after the strange
spectacle presented by the young and cheerful
bride. suddenly stained with blood by the touch Of
the glove of her intended IN The act of being
crowned with the marchioresss diadem.
:. The blood upon the glove Of the Marquis de
Monza was fresh and liquid, Ii must, therefore,
have been recently she'd News had this moment
arrived that young girl had just suffered murder
in the brokers' Office, which occupied portion Of
the same building. Monsieur de Monza had pre-
the direction of the latter Those stains must have
been with the blood of the brokers' daughter.
Under what circumstances could they have appear
ed on Monzas glove.
These reflections and strange condolences op-
pressed the minds and hearts OF all present. No
one dared to communicate to his neghbor the fatal
suggestion--the dread suspicion that smoulGered at
every tongue g end, and might have been read in
every eyc. The guests were parting in silence;
the ladies were hastily adjusting their mantillas
the husbands were urging their hurried yalcts
who from the porch were summoning the car
rages; the noise Of wheels and tramping of horses
resounded through the courtyard. In less than
quarter Of an hour the hotel was empty.
MOnQicur do MOnza and ahc0rbad a ol eI
his right hand to be dvested Of the blood stained
glove.
He had again repeated in a low tone Of voice.
What indicated this utteranoe! Was it the re-
action of troubled consciencey Was it occasion
ed by the recollection OF tho scene in which he had
lately participated, and for which he was unable 10
account? His palor and agitation gave rise to
thousand conjectures, but explained nothing.
After his companions had washed the hand and
barred the arm of the marquis not scratch APP
peared. The blood, therefore, was not his! When
there no longer existed doubt on this subject. the
news of the murder which spread like widfre
through the hotel reached the ear of one Of the
marquis assistants. The effect was electric. His
sign was communicated from one to another pre-
seit, few words were exchanged in an under
tone, and soon after the marquis remained with no
ono besides the young Count de Chamarante.
Hear me, Count at length spoke Monsieur dc
Monza, breaking the silence. "There is one whose
searching look, whose inquisitor;al mind would
puIsu lLc--WNulu tIc fic Will vain QueSllOnS.
would not--I could not answer him. | must not
meet him. Yet must leave the hotel without
parting with Beatrix and her mother No, alas!
No, l cannot. What misfortune! What a Ia
tality, my God! Go to them. Count and say was
never more anxious to see them-that must see
them without delay. Go! go!'
"Ah ] understood it,, exclaimed Robert, i'm
petuously embracing the Marquis. s'Yes, indeed
you will explain the whole affair, trust my cousin
has recovered. / shall be back Directly And
he rushed from the room.
The Marquis de Monza paid no attention to the
language just recorded OF Beatrixs cousin: much
less did he remark his puzzled look. He was care
fully examining every portion of his attire; but no
where, not even upon the right sleeve of his coat,
could he discover stain. lie adjusted his toilet
ard re-entered the deserted drawing room.
THANK heayen!' he muttered to himself, hthe
President has gone! and with n heart partially
relieved, he bent his steps towards the apartment
OF the Viscountess. AS he neared his place of des-
tination, however, some one came forth therefrom
and closed the door--it was the very person he
hoped to avoid, the President de st. Sevre. At
bcholding himself in the presence Of the latter the
Marquis retrcated step and remained immoyaLle
He mastered himself, with struggle and, except
ing slight chill that coursed his frame, it would
have been impossible to know the deep emotions
contending in his BOSOM
Madame de Chamarante and her daughter are
as yet unable TO receive you,n coldly spoke Bea-
trix's guardian. ''Until they shall have entirely
recovered from their shock, Monsieur lie Marquis,
tucy have leuut6teu Ue 10 atteHQ you.
''Is Mademoiselle de Chamarante aware of the
impatcnce cxperience?' 8M
''She knows it; and in an instant no doubt, you
will be able to her. But explain to me by what
train of fatal circumstances that horrible occur
renee transpired.r
Alas after the news of the frightinl crime that
reached me a moment since, nothing appears more
horrid, and, at the same time, 80 natural! / was
on my way here. Knowing it was late, in order
to avoid the windings OF the streets had left my
carriage on the Boulevard, near the entrance of the
passage Vendome, and was walking hastily bat a
few steps from the hotel when noticed some one
issuing from the brokers' office, to the left of the
carriage. gateway. To this person, up to that in
stant, had always attached the name Of friend
wretch Ia monster! But at first did not re.
cognise him. He was walking hurriedly, like my
self. He knew me- and extending his hand, pressed
mine convulsively; it was the work of second
We had reached the door of the hotel. An instant
after entered the drawing room. My glove pre-
vented my feeling the mark Of that mans hand.
You know the rest.'
You entertained some suspicion when you en-.
tered. | remarked your paleness and agitation
said quietly M de St. Sevre, without raising his
eyes to those Of the Marquis.
Knowing the vivacty Of Mademoiselle Chama-