The Roanoke times. [volume] (Roanoke, Va.) 1890-1895, 1893-11-12


think that If Mademoiselle Yvonne Is
indisposed that am the cause of it."
Because Of you'll But, my dear lieu-
tenant how can that be possibleP If
were 90 years younger should DO
crazy over you Angry at you? Yvonne
must be binder and deafer than her
grandmother"
All, Madame, who knowsW Raoul
replied. But since you take my part
IN this. deign to take it altogether.
nave out one more evening to spend
here. Tomorrow I will say goodbye
toyou. IT Mademoiselle Yvonne is not
cured, will know that there is no hope
for me. Ifshe frds herself sufficiently
recovered to receive me, I will return
in few weeks after seeing my men
safely in garrison, and then, Madame,
you will let me know if you have
gained the cause have confided to
YOU"
Would it not be better for you that
lost it3 Are you not going little too
quickly for your own good? Eight
days agoyou had not an idea that wo
even existed"
"Ah, do not speak to mo of what
was eight days agol I have seen her.
in less than week, more grandeur,
more nobility, more true beauty than
ever met before in my whole life, and
am % years old. This is what you
must say to Mademoiselle Yvonne; and
| if it is not sufficient, add, Madame,
| that i, having lost my mother, had,
not the good fortune to have her place
filled by such grandmother as know
| Of"
You flatter me, but, Monsieur, you
have father, and fathers do not hunt
up penniless daughters-in-law; at least
it was SO in my time
| Madame, things are very much
changed now. He will leave his SON
free to follow his hearts promptings."
| You have an answer for every
thing. Well, Monsieur, return to-mor-
row, md we will see if my little
Yvonne can leave her room"
Raoul retired pretty well contented
with his evening work He had hardly
gone out Of one door before Jeanne
and Yvonne entered by another.
MY children" said the Marquise,
sit down; l have great news for YOU"
do not waste you time grand
mother, we heard every thing through
the door," replied Jeanne.
"And am very deaf and M. D'Avri-
court spoke very loud File, Mademoi-
sellesl Are you not ashamed to have
played at eavesdropping, like ladies'
maids?"
The mannuvres were ended The
final review was over. The next day
before sunrise the cavalry would
abandon G. to its former solitude
Raoul d'Avricourt, who had been ex-
cused. presented himself in the salon of
Madame de la Meaugnon. She received
him alone.
"Madcmoiselle YvonneP' he asked,
with an emotion which caused much
heart-fluttering in the next room
ut seems that her illness of yester-
day was much more serious than we at
first thought She declares that il
would be risking her life to leave her
couch"
Then she does not wish to see meY'
ITO tell the truth, 1 think you have
frightened her. She has thoroughly
provincial ideas on that point-the sub
ject of matrimony; and she says she
would die of grief if she found you had
deceived her.
'Ah Madamel 1 beg you to believe
that ], too. am provincial on that point.
But who talks of deceiving and being
deceived? Those are villainous words.
Does she not know how TO have faith?
love your granddaughter with all my
heart, and swear to make her happy"
Faith. Between you and me, Nom
sieur, that seems to be exactly what
Yvonne lacks. She has told me some
thing which leads me to think that you
are something of q male firt"
ALIAS! you are more than half cor
rect Listen to my confession-you
will see
Softly, Lieutenant" said the Mar
quise, turning her head toward the
door: II nm too hard of hearing for q
confession, and you would be Obliged
to tell your sins in too loud voice"
AT this moment a door opened, and
Jeanne came in dragging her sister by
the arm; the latter appeared to be-
much roster than sick people generally
are.
Monsieur" said Jeanne in strange
voice, II have perhaps counseled nv
sister to commit an act of imprudenee;
but have persuaded her not to let q
guest, who has been SO kind to our
grandmother, go without word of
thanks or farewell
''That is goodr' softly murmured the
Marquise
Yvonne gave her hand to Raoul, who
took it bent his knee and kissed it re-
peatedly without saying a word. If
this was goodbye it looked very much
like au revoir!
well, does nobody say any thingY'
: demanded the blind lady, very much
astonished at the silence which reigned
What are they doing?'
Jeanne was deathly pale, and her