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away at a rapid pace down the snow
road. Already there was Z sickenin
dread which would never utterly leav
, him again, and which every man feel
when he first becomes q criminal-th
dread of being taken.
CHAPTER xxxIx.-A SECRET RxPEDu.
TioN
When the woman Marie, taking her
self iuto her own confidence, afler tn
fashion Of most crazy people, told her
self that Henri Duplessis was at Whit,
Grange, she stated nothing more thar
the truth. The Canadian was there II
hiding and there also, as a matter q
course, was the faithful Antoine. Du
plcssis. in the first instance. on leaving
Lilac Lodge, had rca1y made his way
70 London. although the police were
utterly bafiletl in their efforts TO trace
him. and had there lain up in lavender
for while. till the heat OF the pursuit
had in some measure died away. Ma.
rie had been shut up at White Grange
all this time. to which place, as soon
as his plans were ripe, Duplessis him
self made his way, in the disguise OF q
Savoy yard. with an organ at his back
and there he was shortly afterwards
joined by Antoine. This dangerous
move had not been made without q
purpose---a purpose over which the
Canadians mind had been prooding
ever since his flight from Lilac Lodge,
and which he was now prepared to put
into execution. The carrying out of
this design had been DELAYED for sever
nj weeks in consequence Of the una
roidable absence Of Clotilde, Lady
>pencelaugh's French maid. who rs a
great favour, had been lent by her
Ladyship for couple Of months to a
particular friend about to proceed to
Paris for short time. whose acauaint-
ance witt, the French language was OF
a limited character. Clotiide's pres
encc at Belair was necessary to the
plans of Duplessis, and as Clotilde
was now back again, further delay was
unadyisable
Hitherto, Duplessis had said nothing
10 Antoine as TO the nature OF the
great scheme which had been ripeniny
in his brain for 50 long a time, but
now that the eve Of the night itself
which he had fixed upon for his secret
expedition had arrived, there was no
necessity for further reticense, more
especially as he needed the assistance
of that devoted servitor. The best
room in White Grange, a room seldom
used by the family. and considered in
the light Of state-parlour, had been
given up to Duplessis. He had swung
II sort of hammock in one corner of
it and in this room he slept. read,
smoked, and took his meals; and once
and again played greasy game Of
piquet with Antoine. Considered at
its best, i was mean and shabby lit
tie den, and the Canadians refined
tastes rose in revo1e hundred times q
day against the dingy squalor By
which his present life was enyironed
But all that would now be changed
So. as the afternoon waned, he sum
moned Antoine from the little loft
close under the rafters, where that
worthy was enjoying comfortable af-
ter-dinncr snooze. and bidding him
close the door, and draw his chair up
to the fire, he proceeded 10 unfold the
details Of his scheme
Any one who had been acquainted
with Henri Duplcssis during his season
Of prosperity, would have found it q
difficult matter to recognise that fine
gentleman under the husk which adj
verse circumstances had of late COM
PEELED him TO assume. In place of the
drawing-room exquisite, whose happy
ease of manner, and unfailing supply
Of polite persifags, he, perhaps, had
secretly envied, he would have seen
before him an olive-skinned and rather
dirty-looking individual, with q crop Of
short black spiky hair, and ragged
black moustache {; dressed in 4 suit of
clothes whose best days had long been
oveE But the old fine manner was not
to be hidden by a ragged coat; Du-
ple>sis was still gentleman, though
his supper might be nothing but bread
and cheese and table-beer; and even
surlv old Nathan Orchard. who. ~ a
rule, had scant respect for any one but
himself, never addressed his singular
lodger without first carrying finger to
his forehead and it is almost needless
10 add that no change OF circumstan-
ces could weaken in the slightest de-
| gree the devotion. and atfectionate re-
spect, with which Antoine regarded
| his master.
| Come here, my chicken, want to
talk seriously = thee, said Duplessis
as Antoine closed the door Nearer
| still, for we must have no eave,drop-
| pers. That will do.-Thou seest these
two bank-notes: They are of the
value of ten pounds respectively, and
are absolutely the las, fragments of a
once comfortable little fortune. Our
old curinudgeo Of host will claim
| them as his due tomorrow, and when
once they pass out of my fingers. one
shilling and fourpence-half penny will
be all that Henri Duplessis can call
his own in the world. A pleasant
prospect is it not. my infant:
| Antoinc's chubby face heightened
visably and there gradually crept over
It such an expression "f blank, but still
cOmical CONSERVATION, that Dupiessis
could not help bursting into hearty
laugh.
Our lucky star is hidden for "A time
behind the clouds, my Antoine. re-
sumed the Canadian. Il must turn
anbu.atory musician for a livelihood,
and watch the world and its doings
over the green baize Of barrei-organ
in company with small monkey oi