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

morrow evening. ! did have first
class cook, but she LETT mo some time
ago, and her place is vacant still. But
soldier in a campaign surely knows
how to accommodate himself to every
thing and thse little ones will do their
best to prevent you from dying of
hunger"
This time the little ones became pale
with terror. and four large. pleading
eyes were lifted to the officer as if to
say:
I'VE hope you will not be cruel
enough to accept"
But he pretended to see nothing.
Madame" he replied "one moro
discreet than would consider himself
bound to refuse, AS for mel accept
Only as we are in time of war you
must permit me to name my condi-
tons My military servant, who could
give points to Vatel himself, must take
possession of your stove. and you must
partalle of our plumber"
"Fie, Monsieur. plunder! You surely
do not conduct yourselves like the Prus-
slams or the Cossacks?"
Not ut all. though imitation is the
order of the day. In our reconnoiter-
ing this morning we bagged some
game, and 1 brought home enough to
fill my pots"
1t was now the young mans turn to
blush at his prevarication. which had
not misled the two young girls in the
least He saw that in the look of
wounded pride that shone in their
eyes ut, in rising. Raoul put his
finger to his lips and showed them
their grandmother. The orphans
looked and saw her sitting on the
lounge. smiling in pleasurable antici-
patton. They understood the gesture.
and each with a spontaneous move
ment held out her hand to the lieuten-
| ant He on his return to his own
apartments, had n long conference
with Moreau, who was priceless in an
emergency such as the present
That evening in the bedroom, which
they shared together, Jeanne de Por-
die, the brunette, Said to her sister,
continuing conversation which had
been going on for some time:
This Vicomte D. Avricourt is really
very handsome. You recognized him
Immediately, did you not?"
Immediately! But if on knew how
| much better he looks on horse back at
the head of his men-less dressed up,
less brushed up. more the air of
warrior, in fact! And then such
sweet voice!''
What are you saying-a sweet voice
to command squadron"
Yvonne blushcd, but did not think it
necessary to repeat what Raoul had said
about her eyes
How good he is" she continued. not
reply ing directly to her sisters excla-
nation; "a hundred francs! Those
poor little ones suddenly rich-richer
than we are," she added. with smile.
''Ah! notwithstanding his generosity,
this meeting beside death bed fright
ems me. Who knows but what we may
regret it?"
You superstitious child, why should
we regret it? I never saw man who
inspired confidence SO quickly. He
brought smiles to grandmother face,
and that was enough to make me adore
him"
'And he will love you. He will take
you, and l shall remain alone. You
will see if my prophesy does not come
true. was Away told that had the
gift of second-sight."
You are not upin y our trade then If
he is to love either of lis. it will be you.
You are blonde, you have the Gaelic
type, and you are called Yvonne. How
is it possible for Partisan TO resist
your"
Say no more. You have the drift of
turning every thing toridicule. Let us
rather rememb Der that tomorrow we
are going to dine by means of this
mans bounty"
you will have to aocustom yourself
to that when you are his wife. He has
or rather will have. an income of one
hundred thousand francs
The two sisters talked for some time
longer, but presently everything was
quiet in the simple bedroom.
Tho next evening while they were en-
joying the dinner provided by d'Avri-
court, Madame de Ia Meaugnon re-
marked to her host after tasting q
glass of old Medoc:
Monsieur, I am willing to admit
that your orderly lisa man beyond price
for the kitchen; but you must confess
that my cellar contains some good wine
yet"
The contents of the cellar had gone
the way of the horses and the pictures,
and not very long ago had become the
property of the host of La Gloazion,
who had consented to give up few
bottles to Moreau for the occasion. at
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