The leader. [volume] (Brookhaven, Miss.) 1895-1905, 1898-03-09

| the wall.
"To whom are you talking, Mile. de
| Tremoille? To that little raglan utfin?
Go away from here at cnce, little brat.
You, mademoiselle, should have better
sense than to converse like that with
the canaille who pass in the street."
The countess suffered herself to be
led away without a word, and the last
she saw of the boy he was walking on his
haLds, with the rose in his teeth.
| The young countess, Adele de IRE
mobile, was in the salon with Nine.
| Guardin, formerly her dragon and gov
erness, and now, although still inclined
| to be little of a dragon, her friend and
companion. There were tears in the
| eyes of Mile. de Tremoille as she turned
imploringly to the elder woman; but
| he tone was firm and decided in which
| she said:
Il refuse to go alone"
Nine. Guardin regarded her mo-
mcnt from out of her clear gray eyes.
| She was dressed in back, and her man
ner was stiff, repressed, yet there was
| tremulo of emotion in her voice, as
she answered.: "You must, my child;
| would not say it if by remaining here
you could do any good; but as it is,
your own safety demands that you
should CO."
| Mime. Guardin," cried the young
countess, you cannot mean that you
would have me go while my father is
III danger?"
"Alas! yes, l do mean it. They have
already arrested women as innocent
As yourself. 1t was only yesterday that
| they took Mile. de Longueville, and the
day before Mime. de Grancour. Every
day that you remain here increases the
risk At any moment you may be called
upon to share your fathers danger"
They will find me ready" replied
| Countess Adele, drawing herself up;
RI shall be proud to be with him."
"Ah, my child, you do not know how
terrible it would be. 1t is also for your
fathers sake that l counsel you to fly.
1t would only add to his trouble to hear
| that you, too, had been taken. 1t would
| make him more unhappy. You would
not be together. You would not even
hear of each other. While if you leave
the country he may be able to join you,
should he be acquitted, or if he should
escape"
| Mime. Guardin," said the countess,
| interrupting her by placing her hand on
her arm, and looking into her face
| with deep earnestness. us there really
any hope of his being acquitted?'
There is always hope, my child"
THAT is what you have always said,
hut | want a more satisfactory answer.
Tell me what you think"
mime. Guardin averted her eyes from
the searching gaze of the young wom-
an. "My child, do not ask me more"
81 see, you have lost hope" said the
| young countess, calmly.
IF the president OF the tribunal
which is to try the marquis were any
ether than Jean Barras | should have
more hope" said Nine. Guardin.
rs he more bloodthirsty than the
| cthers?" said the countess, with look
of horror.
ale is immovab.e, passionless. He
condemns without pity or human feel
ing"
..But the other members of the tri-
hunal?"
"They will be swayed by Barras."
81 will see this man." cried Adele.
my child, it would be useless, and
YOU will incur the gravest danger.
81 care not. / will see him; viii
tell him how when the revolution came
nv father was the first of the mobiles
10 urge the surrender of their priv
ilcges; how be has given up his rights,
his possessions, everything for France.
And now they seek to take his life, ne
that is so good and generous. Oh, It Is
too cruel, too unjust. will see this
Barras."
.sThey will not let you get TO him,
my poor child"
II will write to him, then"
.He will not read it,"
| II will place the letter in his hands
myself; you shall not prevent me. II
must be DONE"
And Adele poured out in her letter
passionate appeal to the dreaded Bar
rss 10 her fathers behalf.
Adele de Tremoisle entered the
courtroom boldly. although her heart
| beat rapidly and objects seemed 10
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