The Indianapolis journal. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1867-1904, 1898-05-08

away fast He never even looked round.
And our betrothal is over and done with
And now guess of whom he is jealous.
don't think / could replied, as 1
thought of the number of Berthe's adj
"she came nearer to me and lowered her
voice.
IT is Monsieur Reynaudie. Martin she
whispered He declares that Monsieur
Reynaudie has been making love to me. But
IT is not true; it is cruel lie. Monsieur
Reynaudie only kept me from going to st.
Antoine so that he might succeed the better
with his cura. His one idea is to complete
the cure and secure the credit for this
strange method of his. Then her voice and
her face took an expression | cannot pos
sibly describe; 1t so wistful and so
weary. If he only did care for me-if he
only did love me ever so little, how happy
/ should be! Perhaps ought to be ashamed
TO say it, but I'm not. don't care II all
the world knows that love Monsieur Rey-
naudies little finger more than Francois $
soul and body put together
Berthe! | cried in dismay, my poor
Berthe?
free TO love him. l am no longer bound to
Francois. l shall love him forever5eysn II
co.'s so last night. That was when he raised
his hand as if to strike me-
THAT evening Francois came to me at my
i" Martin he said, I want you to take a
message up to La Pigeonnie when you go
home. I want Berthe to come to our tryst-
evening after sunset / stared at him IN
amazement. Don't you understand me"
he went on. Tomorrow evening at dusk.
81 understand | said slowly. but / do
not think Berthe will come. | saw her yes
terday. She told me all. / think it would
be better for her to stay a he rsnl,e ,mner-
ously; she cannot refuse me this. have
last word to say to her; have loved her
out word when she had dealt me that ter
rible blow. ] have thought it over ever
since We cannot part without any rare
we'll. That would be too much to expect OF
me-
And then said. shall you go back to
Clermont?'
mont? How can / tell? What does it mat
ter? Then bitter smile came over ms
face. Does she think he will marry her!
Does she think that because he has made a
fool of her he will make her his wife! NO
Martin, the likes of him may trifie with the
likes of her. but he doesn't want to marry
her, and if he did he should not. L would
take care of THAR
HE looked SO cruel and vindictive as he
spoke that made up my. mind not to be taT
away from their tryst the next evening
scarcely knew what / feared, but 1t seemed
as if Berthe would not be safe with him
alone. l turned to go, when he called me
back.
Stay he said, here is a note for Mon
sieur Reynaude; there is no answer. sup
pose he added more to himself than to me,
that some people might say am indebted
to this man. but all l can say is that had
far rather have died than that he should
have come here to cure me with his spells
II carried my messages, and the next
evening at dusk | went down towards the
town to meet Berthe and we walked back
together to ST. Antoine, and then on up
among the rocks to their tryStlng place
Just before we came in sight of 1t sat
down and Berthe went on alone. she NAG mao
rang out in a piercing shrek, which echoed
from hill to hill. sprang up with trembling
limbs why had 1 let her go alone? What
had befailen her? Why did 1 hear no fur
ther sound? / scarce dare pass the last
bowlder which hid her from me. When did
I saw her standing with outstretched hands
against the fading evening sky while at
her feet lay mans figure motionless with
uplifted face 1t was not Francois. couid
Berthe, ! cried. Berthe, speak. What
"Then she turned, and said in voice
and despair
Francois has spoken his last word to
fer me- and STOPPING over the PROSTATE fig
ure she tenderly raised the head, and in
the half light saw the face of Jacques
Reynaudie with the pallor and agony Of
death upon it. Put your hand on his heart,
Martin, she whispered. L dare not
When, / obeyed her, I drew it back
hastily, dripping with blood.
THE trial of Francois Savariaud for the
murder of DR.. Jaques Reynaudie created a
great sensation. not only in the neighbour
hood, but all over France. Great and
learned men came to his burial and we
learned that one of the cleverest doctors Of
the day had been cut off at the outset of a
most promising career.
The accused made no attempt to deny
the murder. nor did he offer any Defense
Still he was not punished according to the
full T: of the law, for the doctors. after
some lur on the part of the judges, pro-
nounced him of unsound mind. He died
shortly afterwards in a prison for criminal
lunatics. The trouble and disgrace COM
pletely broke down the poor old pere Sava-
riaud he gave up the inn and went to end
his days somewhere where his story was
not the common talk of every one.
at was Berthe who put up the cross I'M
der the pine tree, and who planted the rose
trees round it. She might have married
later on, but she never wavered in her con-
stancy to the love which had cost her so
much; and, though she is now quite an old
woman SIZE climbs the hill once a week to
tend the flowers that grow by the Croix du
Sorcier."
All the Year Round.