The Chanute times. [volume] (Chanute, Kan.) 1897-1913, 1897-04-09
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"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, trust but dare not
speak my plans, or even my thoughts
aloud. shall take you to my business
Office. I am kept at work all the time
now by Robespierre, now by by Dan
ton; the two work together now, but
II 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 repre-
sent that Danton opposes the idea.
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 1t. wish Chlotilde were strong
err"
While he spoke a feeble fluttering 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 me! am but
a feeble girl. l never harmed one of
you in my life; let me go in peace"
my child" said Emile, with smile
Of ineffable tenderness.
'Oh, Emile, you are here-you have
saved me! Again do 1 owe my life to
you. Heaven bless you! 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 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, der 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
prised to see his companions, he made
no remark
Emile drew forward the rude chairs.
Take a seat, Chlotilde; you are
greatly fatigued, and you have much
more to endure Leon, bring some
wine, and get basket of bread and
meat from the cafe. You need not stir
again until it is time for us to start"
The youth laid down his pen and
went to the nail in one corner where
hung his hat and cloak.
Emile followed him to the corridor.
Make haste, Leon" said he. in
low voice, because can't lose sight
of the young man, and want you to
watch him while go up to the Con-
ventiOn hall; he's a suspected aristo-
crat; but | can't get along without him
in the job before me-"
"More work" responded Leon. care
lessIy.
Eyes, to trace some escaped refugees.
My niece Chlotilde can identify the
woman, but the young man only can
make sure of the marquis that used to
be. Hurry back, so that l can 60 to
consultation with Robespierre.