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rev my gun at him and climbed.

cup unScrewed from the top of a hunting
flask, and he sat holding this in one hand,
with brandy trlcking from it to the snow,
and his face, which was muStached and
Whiskered in the most warlille fashion, was
pale with terror and excitement.
who shot himw chorused half a-dozen
voices.
The rescued did not know; but the man
who had missed indicated Lawrence. Then
the fat man, rising, fell upon the Young En-
glshman ere he was aware and threw both
arms about his neck and huggcd him. And
being forgetful in his manly emotion of the
little cup he held, he poured what remained
OF Its contents between Lawrence's neck
and the collar of his flannel shirt, greatly to
the rescuers discomfort. When Lawrence
(who was rather more scandalized in his in
most soul by the fat gentleman's embraces
than he would have felt at being publicly
hugged by LADY, had escaped, the grateful
fat man followed him, and insisted on shak-
ing hands many times to his great embar-
rasSment.
The spot on which the stirring event just
narrated had transpired chanced to be the
ral!ylng-pace OF the sporting forces, and
hlther came all the traQueurs and the sports
men, and, gathering round the group already
rescue. In the pauses of his narrative the
fat man looked about for Lawrence with in
tent, in the fervor of his gratitude, to en-
brace him anew; but the young man, taking
two or three of the beaters with him, had
gone to look after quarry number one, who
was presently hauled up hill and laid side
by side with his brother.
When he saw the two great creatures ly-
al a
thrill of pride, though he endeavored to con-
ceal his pleasure in proper English fashion.
In his heart he eXulted i'll the adventure,
though the thanks and congratulations We're
naturally a little difficult to endure.
By and by, the rescued sportsman, break
ing through the crowd, re-approached his
preseryer. Lawrence smiling somewhat
awkwardly, extended both hands to hold
him Off, but discovered that, for the present,
the fat gentleman was merely Offering his
card Having accepted it, and rendered his
own i'll exchange, he was amazed to find
himself reading Monsieur lie Baron de
RoZe Chateau B aauregard, Coligny"
Il thought" he said little cunsily, THAT
l had meet the Baron de Roza last night at
Montcourtois."
My BROTHER" said the fat man, without
doubt. Are you parent" he demanded in
English, 'to one Monsieur LMrence, who
was RENTER near Montcourtols?'
Il am his grandson" answered l. lwrence;
and again the fat man fell upon him and
hugged him in the sight of ALL
81 loved him. he cried, as Lawrence
struggled to release himself, ''like the sloe
of my eye. He was dearest of my friends.
1t is i'll his grandson | find the preServer of
my life"
He set forth in rapid French and with
passionate gestures this new element of ro-
nance in the history, and everybody was
touched Even the traqueurs We're moved;
and in the new access of emotion all the
gentlemen of the chase produced their hunt
ing-tlasks, and everybody took nips with
everybody else in general enthusiasm.
II go to join my brother tonight" said
the old gentleman to Lawrence. IL was on
my way to him when l met my friend De
Bruycker at Luxembourg yesterday, and he
persuaded me to join the chase for to-day.
My brothers house is mine; and neither he
nor will permit that my preseryer shall
stay elsewhere. You shall come with me
this evening""
Il am staying" said Lawrence, making
feeble struggle against his own wishes, ''at
the little hotel at Montcourtois; and all my
DE Bruycker shall send man for them
this minute" said the old gentleman. Law.
renee still made feeble resistance, but the
grateful, friendly old man would have no
nay, and at length he yielded.
He would meet that delightful girl again.
He blushed when he thought of this, because
he felt he had been taking most unwar.
rantable liberty with the young lady when
even the hands Of dream had drawn her
golden head to his bosom. He blushed again
when he thought how certain the old gentle.
man was to make hero of him, for the
very simple and easy performance of the
morning. But, taking the thing altogether,
ne was delightfully."- fluttered by it, and on
the half-dozen beats that followed he forgot
the game, and stood enrapt in the snow,
thinking of nothing but Olivia, until it be-
gan to dawn upon him with sort of sweet
shame that he was falling in love with her.
The new Baron de Roze insisted on stick
ing to the hunt until the close of the day,
but insisted also on the companionship of
the Garde. There was but little more sport:
and at nghtfall he and Lawrence set out
together, bearing their trophies with them.
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