The Warner weekly sun. (Warner, Brown Co., Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1885, 1884-02-15

we have & good door open there.
cat the station / saw an old gentle
man with a lady of some thirty years OF
age net pretty, but very agreeable. l
| i0okeG at them. / Said 10 myself.
THAT il my affair, , and I got into their
commandment. %ss ret mistaken,
They were going to visit the king-once
in the train, you know, we said no the
Comte de Chambord, but the King!
At the station of LuzarChes we eX.
| changed our nantes and titles. The Old
gentleman was named the MARQUIS Gle
Boustasson. / called myself the Baron
de Martonne de Lustrac. Besides my
! Bonapartist story | have a legitlmlst
story, which is connected very adroltly
and in a very complicated Ranne with
two names of extinct families. At Creil
/ learnt the name of the young woman.
! She was the daughter of the old marquis
and widow of the Comte de la Riballiere.
Between Creil and Compiegne the old
marquis told me his history. Between
Compiegne and Tergniers | related to
HIM mine. | Was a FrenChman from be.
| yond the seas, who had come Over for
the wal with the volunteers Of Montevi-
dec. At Tergniers we break
tasted at the same table, the
! MARQUIS, the countess, and
myself. At Antwrep we put at the same
hotel, and in the evening Versac took
our two requests for an audience to the
| Comte de Blacas at the Hotel Saint.
Antoine. The marquis in his letter had
| spoken of me, and / in mine had spok-
en- of him. | was no longer alone. /
had a sponsor! A marquis, with long,
silyery hair, and a majestic and venera-
bic air. In short, l assure you, the best
there was in the train.
The following day we we're received,
all three Of us, at the Hotel Saint An
tome, in q series of twenty to twenty
five persons. We were introduced in
patches, as at Cbiselhurst. When the
king entered, there vas great emotion.
The old marquis, especially, was as If he
had been crushed. He fell on his knees,
aud they had all the trouble in the
world to raise him up. He wanted to
kiss the kings hand. He began to ram
BILE in his talk, to say that now ne could
die, etc. We brought him back
to the hotel where we had
put up. He took to his bed, and / and
the countess passed the evening with
him. Eight or ten persons who were in
our batch came TO ask after the health
of the old marquis. The next day We
returned all the visits we had received.
l remained at Antwerp until the depart
ure of the king, and saw a great many
people. l returned with a report and
notes which did me much honor. And
if / had a little faulty, / might even add
that the countess had q way Of leaning
on my arm and looking at me sideways
when we went to see the pictures in the
museum at Antwerp All, / might,
perhaps, have made a very fine mar
riage!"
"Monsisur Marcou, the man has come,
and the woman is bringing him into the
garden"
At these words, uttered by one Of the
policemen, Dubrisart and Marcou rosey
traversed the garden, and remaining on
the door-sill, looked into the dancing
room. They saw Aglae Ripon coming
along the circular promenade ont the arm
of q little red.haired man in a grey, coat
and wearing a soft felt hat. The little
was talking much and seemed very |
animated. The woman did not seem TO
be listening. Her gait was uncertain, !
her glance vague. She must have drunk
a great deal Of sugared wine. BY q me-
gesture of heT-left hand. she al |
most constantly pushed back the bunch
of red roses that beat against her face.
The two policemen followed.
do you recognize him?' said Mar
to Dubrisart.
"No; he wore all his beard; he had
dark hair. / gee before me q beardless
man with red hair. But we shall soon
see; ] have certain 9 Of kno wing
If it is he"
When the woman saw the garden
door, and when she recognized Marcou
and Dubrisart, who were waiting onsI
each side OF the door, she drew herself
screamed, and tried TO rush back.
But the policemen seized both the man
and the woman and pushed them vio-
lently into the garden. Maroon shut
the door. AT that moment the QuadTille
finished, and five hundred voices cried
.furiously, Encore. encorer'
"Let the woman GO" said Dubrlsart,
sand bring the man here under the gas
lamp. Then-and now, my friend, show
me yoar left hand. Open it. ALL there
are my three teeth. It was | who gave
yc. these three marks in exchange for
a cut from your knife. HandcuH him.
1t is Stafner.n
Dubrisart and Maroon arrived at the
Prefecture at half-past ten that evening.
One Of the chief detectives was there.
They gave him an account OF their ex-
pedition.
every good,'s he said. "Marcou, I
thank you; but you, Dubrisart. remain.
] have q question to ask you. | have
had several reports about the reception
at Antwerp. In one Of my reports q
Baron de Martonrle de Lustrac is mem
toned as having been very violent in
his language. He spoke most insulting
" ia public CONCERNING Monsieur Theirs.
You did not see this Baron de Martonne
de Lustrac?n
Eyes, / saw him"
well, you say nothing about him in
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