The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1897-11-07
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CHAPTER XIX.
plain Henri de Bourbon"

CHAPTER NIX
plain Henri de Bourbon
Imagine what it was to me,-to whom
every moment was worth Its weight In
gold to zee the group, ard above Gil
Raveillae, standing at the door OF the
Toison dor, Was s4there ever such
ross-grained luck! II l could but pass
down that narrow street without the
hawks eyeeof H'lageilant falling on
me might in an hour do all and more
than / had ever hoped for-l could.
but tonne dieu! What was the use OF
pratins about what might be. Through
the embrasure of athe turret covered
| Ravaillac with my pistol, and twice
half pressed the trigger, and twice re-
strained myself Even il he fell the
shot would ruin ALL It could not be
risked; and I thrust the long, black
/ barrel back into my belt with curse,
ard began to walksrestlessly to and fro
in the passage. 1t was impossible for
me to keep still, my nerves were so
strung. In a little l began to cool and
sought my room, determined to occa-
storally take a turn to the turret and
: see if the guard was gone, but not to
Ale1l as my SSiI ny " dlClliliS li-Clii NJ
tinually. In about an hour or so 1
Wearied of sitting, and looked out of
my window again in the direction of
( mada1ne's room, as L called it to my
self At the moment of my doing so
the shutter that was open toward my
side suddenly closed. 1 could just make
out flash of white fingers on the dark
woodwork, and then the face / longed
to see looked out from the half of the
window still open, and drew back
again almost on the instant Feeling
sure that she would look out once
more, l leaned forward. Madame did
as l expected, and | could see the as
! tonishment on her face, and hear her
cry for joy. She tried to converse with
me by Signals on her fingers, and for
! the first time I had occasion to bless
what [ had up to now considered a
foolish accomplishment that | picked
W as 10y when I was with Mgr. de
Joyeuse. Enough that madame made
me understand she was we'll treated, and
/ let my dear know that there were
those at work who would soon free her.
and perhaps there was u word or so be
sides on a subject which concerned us
| two alone. 1t was in the midst of this
part of our converse that she drew
| back all at once with a warning finger
on her lips; and though l waited again
for full hour, forgetting the watch
ers below in the fresh fears that began
to a2sail me, I did not see her again.
! At the end of that time, however, a
white kerchfef waved twice from the
/ window and was then withdrawn. I
turned back into my room, and now
mat L was certain she was there, my
! Impotence at being penned up as [
was became almost insupportable, and
/ heaven alone knows how | held my
/ sell in from making q dash for it, and
rlsklnS all on the venture. To cut the
/ matter short, it wanted but a few
/ minutes to shutdown when, to my re-
lief, l saw cloaked figure [ could not
/ recognize step out of the Tolson dor,
and after giving few orders to the
| guards, pass briskIy down the street.
/ They in their turn went into the house,
I and at last the road was clear. I hest
tated no further, and hurried down the
stairs At the door [ was stopped by
my host, who inquired whittier I was
fastening.
/ Il have just seen friend" an
the street. AS I pressed forward had
TWO minds about keeping my appoint
ment with Pantin in the square behind
! 81. Martin s. but as L went on 1 re-
Elected that I had to pass that way.
ana as L might need the notary's aid 1
would wait there few minutes and if
ne dld not come go straight to de Belin
with my news.
Although 1 was not in a frame of
mind to observe what was going on
around me, soon became Conscious
that one of those sudden fogs which
extend over the city at this period of
the year had arisen, as it were. out of
nothing, and in the course of a few
minutes L was compelled to slacken
pace and pick my way slowly, and
with the greatest caution in regard to
| landmarks, for | could not risk losing
my way again. The fog was not a
thick one, but it was sufficient, united
With the coming evening to almost
blur out the streets and houses, and
make the figures of passers-by loom
out like large and indistinct shadows.
Carefully as 1 had tried to impress
the way on my memory, I hesitated
more than once as to the route |
should take, and it was with some
thing that was like a sigh of relief that
l found myself at last behind St Mar
tins, whose spire lowered above me, a
| tall, gray phantom. Here l halted for
moment to see If one of the few
shadows that f1ickered now and then
| through the haze might have some
signal by which I might recog-
nize Pantin. 1t was in vain, and de-
| termining to wait no longer l set off
at round pace. when 1 was suddenly
arrested by hearing the rich tones Of
voice singing:
Frere jacques, dormez-vous?
DormeZ-vouS, fd0rmeZ-vous9
The clear notes rang out through
| the fog, bringing with them a hun
bred recollections of the time when l
had last heard the chorus And the
voice? That was not to be mistaken
1t was De Belin.l or else his ghost
Without moments hesitation I sang
back the lines, advancing at the same
time in the direction in which 1 had
heard the voice. j. had not gone fifty
PAGES when L saw two tall shadows
approaching me, and at the same time
heard the verse again.
'Lisois?" I called ont
ut is he," l heard De Belin say
Then the shadows stopped for a mo-
ment, and another and slighter figure
joined them. Finally one came for
ward, and when within a yard or so of
me spoke:
"D'Auriac-is it you?"
'Yes-I was fastening to you. Man,
I have discovered ALL"
"Morbleur exclaimed the comte,
''the chanson was a happy thought,
else we had missed you in this fog"
rs Pantin here?" We have not a