Evening star., 1896-03-07

erable aspect wore. I forgot all, save my
news, even my own wretchedness; and never
halted OF stayed to take breath until stood
painting in the doorway Of the lodge at the
Palais, and met my father-in-law's gaze Of
disgust and astonishmens.
He was just of the night turn, and met me
grinning faces Of the under porters. But
had that to tell which still upheld me- l
threw up my hands. II
II know where they arer,, cried. breath
less. Il can take you to them!'
He gaZed at me, dumb with surprise and
rage; and doubtless less reputable son-in-
law than I appeared would have been hard
to find. pig! Jackal! Gutter-bird" he cried
"Begone! Begone! or 1 will have you flayed!'
''Bu. know where they are! know where
they have hmr' protested.
His face underwent a startling change.
He darted forward with: a lnimbleness won
derful in one of his bulk and caught me by
the collar. "What!' he said, have you seen
the dog?'
THE dog@' I cried. NO but have seen
the king! have held him in my arms! He
He released me suddenly and fell back a
pace, looking at me so oddly that paused.
Say it again." he said. slowly. You have
held the"
'The king! The kingr' cried, impatiently.
''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
"But-' cried. Are 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, man?'
But I tell you," I cried. fiercely, -"they
have stolen the king! They have stolen his
majesty, and L"
"There, there, be calm." he answered
true. But have 1t 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 If he sees you you will. There,
make way, make way!' he continued, ad-
dressing the little crowd that had assem-
blsda bisd ~ Way. way; for monseigneur' the
AS he spoke the bishop and his train turn
ed out of st. Antoine and the crowd attend
ing him eddied about the Palais entrance
I was hustled and swept out OF the way;
and luckily escaping notice, found myself
a few minutes later croucEing in a blind al
ley that runs reside the Church of St.
Jacques-crouching and wolfing crust of
bread which one of the men with whom
had often talked in the lodge had thrust
into my hand. / ate it with tears; in all
Paris that day was no mere miserable out
cast. What had become of my wife / knew
rot, and l dared not show myself at the
bishops TO ask; my father-in-law was hard
ened against me, and at the best thought
me mad; / had no longer home or friend,
and-this a the moment cut most SHARPLY
the gorgeous hopes in which, had indulged
few moments before were as last years
snow!
1 crouched and shivered. In ST. Antoine,
at the mouth of the alley, man was pub
fishing notice, and presently his voice
caught my attention in the middle of my
lamentations 1 listened. at first idly, then
with my mind. "Oyez! Oyez!" he cried.
'Whereas, some evil person, having TO fear
of God or the law before his eyes, has impu-
IDENTIFY, feloniously and reasonably stolen
from the Palais Royal spaniel, the prop
erty of the queen regents most excellent
majesty-that is to say, that any one
rumble-rumble--ru passing
coach drowned some sentences, and then /
caught-'fve hundred crowns, the same to