Shoshone journal. [volume] (Shoshone, Idaho) 1884-1931, 1897-12-10
the slightest

change of countenance.
What frightened you away from the
cottage? it was very dangerous ex
pertinent, you perceive
m. Pierre came thither-Chlotilde
recognized him, and was frantic tC
reach you. That detestable woman
stopped us, and they compelled us to
witness the execution of the queen"
Jules was anxiously chatting the cold
hands of the insensible girl.
Poor childm muttered Emile; "if |
could only keep her thus, and yet pre-
serve her life, how much terror and
anxiety she would be spared"
She has borne great deal. She re-
pulsed that wretched Pierre with the
heroism of a general. 1t was only when
fairly in the hands of the mob, that her
courage failed. Oh, Monsieur, Emile,
what frightful scenes we have witness
ed, what demoniac passions have seized
the people! What is to be the end of
it all?"
Escape for us, l trust; but dare not
speak my plans, or even my thoughts
aloud. | shall take you to my business
office. | am kept at work all the time
now by Robespierre, now by by Dan
ton; the two work together now, but
if my judgment be not at fault, there
will be an open rupture presently. I
think, however, the secret feud between
them will help me. Robespierre will
give me free passes to Dover, if l repre-
sent that Danton opposes the idea. 1
have always kept such an emergency
as this in view, and have laid my plan
of escape long ago; it is time now to
test it. 1 wish Chlotilde were strong
err"
While he spoke a feeble futtering at
the girls throat gave sign of returning
life. They bent over her tenderly
The dark eyelashes lifted slowly-a
great shudder shook her delicate frame
and springing up with the frantic
strength lent by terror, she exclaim-
ed:
oh, have mercy upon met l am but
feeble girl. I never harmed one of
you in my life; let me go in peace"
MY child" said Emile, with a smile
of ineffable tenderness.
"Oh Emile, you are here-you have
saved me! Again do 1 owe my life to
you. Heaven bless youl Heaven bless
your
Emile, softly caressing the trembling
hands, which had seized his, whispered |
gently:
BE calm, dearest one; your agitation
may be observed. We are not yet Sc
cure"
She obeyed him as meekly as a little
child would have done, and though |
still trembling violently, sank upon the
seat beside him, and assumed an air
of composure
Jules bent forward and whispered in
her ear:
Courage, dear Chlotilde; another
day, and we shall have left these hor-
rcrs all behind
She smiled, trustfully relying on his
assurance, and closing her eyes, spoke
no farther; though the carriage soon
after drew up before the huge narrow
doorway leading to the Gray Falcons
gloomy apartments, and she was led
up the dark flights of stairs into the
upper story.
A sickly, misunderstanding youth
was writing there. He bowed respect
fully in answer to the Gray Falcons
careless nod, but though evidently sur
orised to see his companions, he made
10 remark.
Emile drew forward the rude chairs.
''Take a seat ChlOtilde. Won are
greatly fatigued, and you have much
more to endure Leon, bring some l
vine, and get a basket of bread and
neat from the cafe. You need not stir
gain until it is time for us to start"
The youth laid down his pen and t
vent to the nail in one corner where i
lung his hat and cloak.
Emile followed him to the corridor. i
MAKE haste, Leon said he, in a J
ow voice, because l can't lose sight /
f the young man, and want you to
yatch him while 1 go up to the Con- n
ention hall; he's a suspected aristo- o
rat; but l can't get along without him Y
4 the job before me- a
more work. responded Leon, care O
sssly.
Yes, to trace some escaped refugees. T
~ niece Chlotilde can identity the g
oman, but the young man only can
lake sure of the marquis that used to :,
E. Hurry back, so that can so to a =
with Robespierre. !,
CHAPTER XXI. q