Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1896-03-12
PART Ill.

But l knew or thought that / knew
All now, and the moment he was out of
sight, set of towards the Palais Royal
IKE u hound let loose, needing neither
those against whom l bumped in the
straiter ways, nor the danger ran Of
recognition, nor the miserable aspect
l wore. l forgot all, save my news,
even my own Indebtedness; and never
halted or stayed to take breath until 1
stood painting in the doorway of the
lodge at the Palais, and met my father
in-law's gaze of disgust and astonish-
ment.
lie was just off the night turn, and
met me on the threshold. l saw be-
yond him the grinning faces of the
under porters. But l had that to tell
which still upheld me. threw up my
hands.
II know where they arc!" l cried,
brcathless. 81 can take you to them!'
lie gazed at me, dumb with surprise
and rage; and doubtless q less reputa-
BILE sonin-law than appeared would
have been hard to find. Then his pas
sion four-l vent. Pig! Jackall Gut
ter-bird." he cried. "Begone! BECOME!
or l will have you flayed!"
But know where they are! know
where they have him!" protested.
His face underwent startling
change. lie durted forward with d
nimbleness wonderful in one of his
bulk and caught Inc by the collar.
"What!" he said, "have you seen the
dog?"
1.-The dog?" cried. mo, but have
seen the king! l have held him in my
arms! He is"
lie released me suddenly and fell
back pace, looking at me SO oddly that
l paused. Say it again." he said,
slowly. "You have held the"
THE king! The kingl" cried, i'm
patiently. IN these arms. l know
where they have him, or at least where
the robbers are"
His double chin fell and his red face
lost color. Poor DEVIL" he said, still
staring at me. "Chey have driven him
N;&"
"But-" cried. "Arc you not going
to"
He waved me off and retreated
step hastily and crossed himself.
"Jacques!" he exclaimed. "Move him
Off! Move him off, do you hear, MANI"
but, tell you," 1 cried, iiercely,
"they have stolen the king! They have
stolen his majesty, and /"
'There, there, be calm," he an
swered. "They have stolen the queen
dog, that is true. But have it your own
way if you like, only go. Go from here,
and quickly, or it will be the worse
for you; for here comes monseigneur,
the bishop, to wait on her majesty, and
il he sees you you will There, make
way, make way!" he continued, adj
dressing the little crowd that had as
sembled. way, way, for monseigneur,
the bishop of Beauvais!"
AS he spoke the bishop and his train
turned out of St. Antoine and the crowd
attending him eddied about the palais
entrance. | was hustled and swept out
of the way; and, luckily escaping no.
tice, found myself few minutes later
crouching in blind alley that runs
beside the Church of st. Jacques
:rouching and wolting a crust of bread
which one of the men with whom l had
often talked in the lodge had thrust
into my hand. l ate it with tears; in
all Paris that day was no more miser-
able outcast. What had become of my
wife knew not, and dared not show
myself at the bishops to ask; my fa-
ther-in-law was hardened against me,
and at the best thought me mad; |
had no longer home or friend, and
this at the moment cut most sharply
the gorgeous hopes in which l had IN
dulged few moments before were as
last years snow!
! crosched and shivered. In st. An
tome, at the mouth of the alley, man
was publishing. notice, and presently.