Waterbury evening Democrat., 1892-11-15
Roy, The Royalist.
 By WILLIAM WEsTALL.
CHAPTER IY.

 l picious, our other comrades offended; SC we joined in some of their games, and made ourselves agreeable by pledginp them in sour wine and treating them to bad cigars.
 | After supper we were marched off to our cells.
 "You sec there is no answer to your letter." whispered the chevalier, de. spondently, in English, as we parted for l the night.
 self, my dear sir. I shall have an an. swer in the morning, and am sure ii will be favorable" whispered back, with considerably more confidence than I felt, for if Mile. Carmine had been as | good as her word there was no reason why should not have had Mme Bona parte's reply in the course of the day. However, there was nothing for 1t but to wait for what the morrow might bring forth; and, deferring inspection of my quarters until daylight, for the very sufficient reason that had no can dle, turned in, and in a few seconds was fast asleep.
 l awobe with the sun, and looked round. For prison my room was by no means bad. It had a vaulted ceiling, window barred on the outside, and an oaken-bound door. The furniture con | sisted of table, two chairs, a wash stand and a truckle-bed. When I had dressed I put couple of of chairs on the table, climbed up to the window and looked out. Below me was the courtyard and the gloomy en- trance to the prison. Beyond the gates l spicd picturesque little house and a pleasant garden, in which two women were walking. Their gait and their fig ures told mo they were young, and hoped they were pretty.
 After awhile they turned their faces towards the prison, whereupon I put one of my hands through the bars and waved my pocket handkerchief.
 Women have always kindly feeling for prisoners and captives; and it had come into my mind that in the event of my appeal to Mime. Bonaparte being unsuccessful these young ladies might help me to escape.
 To my great delight, one of them ac- lnowledged my greeting with friend ly wave of her hand and a graceful courtesy; and I was considering how could arrange a code of signals, when heard 0 chatter of wooden shoes on the corridor. l was on the floor In an in stant, and when the warden entered he found everything in its place
 "Bonjour, citoyen," he said. "I come to take you to breakfast; and here is 0 bit of paper for you"
 The bit of paper was a nobe from Mile. Carmine, and ran thuss T only succeeded in seeing Mime. Bonaparte last night. She read your letter, and dare say you will hear from her during the day. JULIE"
 As I read it thought of the poor chevalier.
 "How Is Citizen Gex this morning still alive2'' asked the warder, anx- iously.
 "AliveP An, understand. The head of Citizen Gex Is still on his shoulders. Allons"
 After breakfast I showed the chev- alier Mile. Carmine's letter.
 "It Is well," he said, with smile, yet half sadly; "wen for you, whatever it may be for me"
 And why Is 1t not well for you?''
 ''Tine presses, my friend. I have had hint that tomorrow or the next day"
 II sl!all see Mime. Bonaparte to-day, and when she knows the facts am sure she will intercede for you.''
 ''In Mme- Boneparte is my only hope. From all l hear of him, Bonaparte Is not tendcr-hearted. But his wife is, and she has great influence especially with Bar ras, who, they say, was once her lover and is still her obedicnt servant. And tN 1,.A f,,1 lz ladies. Here is Mile. Carmine, whom you saw for the first time yesterday, sending you confidential notes and sign ing herself 'Julie.'"
 "She is moved with compassion for you, chevalier, and would save your life."
 Seeing that I have been here a month, her compassion comes rather late. No, MT. Roy, she is moved by your bright blue eyes and ruddy oounte- nance."
 This was rather personal, so gave the talk another turn, by asking De Gex whether Mile. Carmine's note DOT tended a visit or a summons.
 Perhaps both. Nous verrons. In, either case you will need to be very dip lomatic. Sailors are naturally out 9pohen' DuI Erehcn SOcleIy IS Just now in very strange condition. Every body is watched, or suspected, by some other body; and if you come in contact with Bonaparte and his encourage you must think before you speak, and let your wit bridle your tongue"
 You think I shall meet Gen. Bona parte, then?"
 Certainly, if you go to his house."
 Tph k< He is the first general in France, don't you think2'
 Say in Europe-and the strongest man, the only man who can restore roy
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