The Arkansaw traveler., 1884-09-27
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 .al . n - hssr. ,hs' she mes Eleas for her ehaf e bu n hoee the uneoua cons1 - 1opp18 ts1tk points to W0001sho csn an1 lave duae this. and Genresfne was oae of shese. She said to hexseh fhak lie would, trom henceforth be . basdss and . misesy but she never csce said, cannot hslp nyself."
 ' yoa gre afraid of him. consinued the asa hefare h9, fl you Sear the re- Rreaches he nay heap apon yoc, of any thing elss, iet me save yoa from him CanrgsEse this very evenipx-"
 kAEdoa. Monsieur le Comse" GeorR- etc bissAed crimson as she heard these words, for the voice belonged to Rlsise Michaud, vho seemed suddesly to have cone fFo@ another world, and ,o bring wifh him new atmosphere of truth, of streagsh, and of all that was good, as be gently poshed open the door and made . ehird at the interview. Ths.e was quite a transformation in the counts lace. Georeexte had never before seen the toek dat came into his eyes- It vas a sudden, sweeping expression of hatred ssd aagex, @ that, unconscioesly, she moved few stels from him.
 Mademoiselle is engaged" said the count haughtily, intimasiug that outxide che door vas the best place for Blaise. This latter looked not the least discon. cezted at the scornfal face of the man befnge him he was just the same as uszai, simply Blaise Michard, with noth- ing tragic or melods amatic about him.
 Mile. Georgette and are old friends, ? he answered, and thought that, as this w1s . public room, she would like to have q friend at her side in case . man of NJ. le Comte's known character should annoy oer. Ia fact, in case she did not know what can now tell her that M. le Comte has wife-in Auvergne.n
 Georgette looked up 6ercely, ready to defend the man she loved ready to teii M. Btaise that he was strangely mistaken She even moved forward as if to protec, him. but ct that moment she read the truth .n isis iivid and angry face.
 Al chis aoment the dressing-beli rang Georgeste had not moment to lose she must go, she must act.
 1' Is this ruew she quickly asked of the count. She would not go without hearing him say it. Blaise was holding the door for her, but she waited for the answer It cane A shrug of the shoulders, smile, essS same she Mad learned to love, an as ,. sansod indifference.
 Ixt It be. Au revoir no. adieu, Mile Gecrgette.r
 Then Ceorgette knew everything, and she ~aiked ou, of the room in silent dig ni,y, while NJ. Blaise shut the door for her and accompanied her as far as her dress ingIroon. Never had she looked more truly grand chan at this moment of ss- pnexse se4fconuol, as she dismissed him ~ith. Merci. M. Blaise," and then she was alone. She did not wish to bemoan herxe6 She did not fain, on the con- rny, she was very quiet; she dressed wseA the same care as usual, only just be- f0p sAe uent on the stage she put her hana O ea cold forehead, and mur-
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 Nile Georseste played better that eve ming than she had ever done before Perhaps she had wanted just that touch of rel humanity which sorrow, and not Joy, can give: perhaps also she was thanking God that even through this fiery ordeal He had kept her safe, for Ceorgette could DO more love evil than she could break her word, and the one ray of com fort she now had in this anguish was that she had conquered self before knowledge had made it easy.
 Alter the play she found NJ. Michaud waiting for her, just as usual she even remembered afterward that M. Blaise got oo tae box, as if to take care of her Now she Lay bdck weary and very quietly. She put her hsnd into M. Michaud's, and said. like peMsent child:
 "WLl you forgive me ?-and don't want now to be released.'
 M. Michaud had been with Blaise in the pit, and between the acts he had a long conversation with his cousin, SO that he understood Georgette. and wanted no explanation.
 -Forgive you, Ceorgette. Perhaps ought to be forgiven for saying ID yester- day. l have thought better of it, mon enfant and now give you back your word-yoa are free. Ceorgette.
 Georgetee heaued little sigh of relief. She was glad ts be free because she said she meant to be free always now for she felt such a deep gratitude to Nj. Michaud she did not wish to give him half heart. 4as. zass
 "Yeu sent M. Blaise," she answered. She should never forget how he had come to her in her need.
 No, no. Ce pauvre Blaise went of his own accord. In fact, Ceorgette, though 1 ought not to praise my own cousin. yet 1 must say that there IS not better fel- low in Paris: am sure these is ncs. He was going to leave our town for good, but tonight persuaded shim he had better stay. We cannot spare him, can we, Ceorgette
 And Georget,e said, "No." She felt that all her life long she would wish to say Merci, Nj. Raise"
 That night-was the last that saw Mile Ceorgette on the stage; and, indignan, tAat one whom il had appiauded should