The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1898-10-01

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He looked At me hong and nttentively.
"Let IL be So" he muttered TO him
self, and then loudly; "well. chevalier,
I have warned you'll you go you will
want safe lodging-scek out Pantin In
the Hue des Deux Mondes, and mention
my name. The house faces the Pont
Neuf, you can't miss It,"
Thank you, will do So"
Then after a few minutes more Of talk
we wished each other good-by and
parted.
As for myself was on the cross with
what ! had heard. My mind was racked
with doubt, and ut last, In despair, !
sought my own room 10 think over the
matter. / could make nothing of It.
turn which way would. To me Palms
story was incredible. But yet II ex-
planned and made clear so muchl II
was not TO offer my sword to the king
that would now go TO Paris. II would
be to save the woman loved, IL possi-
BILE. How / was 10 do this, bad no
definite idcn-the one thing at present
in my mind was Paris-Paris. there
Jacques 20 make ready 10 start at once,
and, descending the winding staircase
Of the tower wherein my room lay.
sought the great hall with the view of
either finding madame there, or of
sending some one with the request 10
permit my waiting on her TO say good
by. The staircase ended In long dark
corridor, hung on each side with
trophies OF the chase, old armor, and
frayed and tattered banners. At the
end of this was an arched doorway, hid
den by heavy curtain. lifted the cur
tain and passed into the great hall. AT
first / thought IL was empty, but Sec
ond glance showed me madame, seated
at a small table In the recess Of the bow
window that overlooked the park. Her
face, leaning on her hand. was half
averted from me, and l caught a
glimpse of a small foot resting on one
of the lions heads In which the legs of
the table finished. The foot was beat
ing up and down as II In unison with
the impatience of madame's thoughts,
but could see nothing OF her face be-
yond its contour. She was, as usual,
robed in black, wearing no jewels ex-
cept a gold collar round her neck. For
. moment stood In silence looking at
her, half thinking that here wns n
chance to speak out what was in my
heart, and then shilling the words by
the thought OF how impossible IL was
for poor man to WOO rich woman.
AS ! stood, hat in hand, madame sud-
denly turned with a little start, and
hastily concealed something as she
caught sight of me. went up at once,
and she rose to meet me.
81 have come 10 say farewell, ma
DAME" and held out my hand.
$50 soon," she said, as che took IL for
a moment, her eyes not meeting mine.
"Yes-Paris Is far-and IL will be we'll
for me 70 be there as quickly as possi-
BILE"
"Parisl You are surely not and
she stopped.
"Why not, madame? 2"
30, don't know. and hastily, zone
sometimes says things that don't exact
ly convey ones meaning. But can
imagine why you go to Paris-you are
tired of Bidache, and pine for the great
city"
"It Ia not that, but" and pointed to
the rolling woods and wide lands that
spread before us, II have no response
bilities like these-and Auriac, which
stands by the sea, takes care OF itself
besides have my way TO make as yet"
"You have friends?"
"One, at any rate. and that was re-
stored to me by you." and glanced 10
the hilt OF my sword.
She shook her head In depreciation.
"very well, then, will not recall IL TO
you; but I can never forget-life Is
sweet OF SAVIOR, and you gave II back to
me. We will meet again In Paris-till
then, good by"
AT the Louvre?" Az she glanced up
at me, trying TO smile, I saw her eyes
were moist with tears, and then-but
me, and held myself in somehow.
'Good-by."
-Good-by."
turned and, without another look.
passed out OF the hall. AS went down
the stairway saw on the terrace to my
right the figure Of d'Ayen. He had
changed his costume 10 the slashed and
pulled dress which earned for the gay
gentlemen OF Henry's court the nick
name "Bergarrets," from M. de Savoye's
caustic tongue, and his wizened face
stood out OF his snowy ruff In all the
glow of It's fresh paint. With one foot
resting on the parapet. he was engaged
In throwing crumbs TO the peacocks
that bosked on the turf beneath him. I
would have passed, but he called out:
'M. lie Chevaller-a word"
"a word only then, sir--I am In
haste"
"A bad thing. haste" he said. staring
st me from head TO foot. these woods
would fetch good price-would they
not?" and he waved his hand toward
the wide stretching forest.
you mistake, NJ. d'Ayen. am not
| q timber merchant"