Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1899-02-16

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talk, it would be asked what I had
done, it would be searched out, dug out
of the past, it would open tomb. l
cannot, What have shall be hers. Thou
wilt give it TO hCr-th0u'-
"And his large, haggard eyes search
ed through the papers
"'Ah, here, he said-'hero are some
bonds-EQyptian-of a certain value to
the holder at 3 per cent. hid that,
Where did put it"
"He picked up the papers, turned
them over and over became alarmed,
turned pale
"'But l said to him, lis it not
among those papers?'
"Ie shrugged his shoulders and dis
played with an ironical smile the en-
graved papers.
Some certificates Of decorations-
the brc-a brac Of a consular life.
"Then with renewed energy he again
went to the safe, opened the till, pulled
it ont and searched again and again.
"Ovcrcome with fright, he exclaim-
ed, 1T is not there!
W ny Is 1t not there:
"And he gave mo another iook-hag-
gard, terrible His face was fearfully
contracted He clasped his head with
both hands and stammered as if coming
out of dream.
"'lt is true, l remember-1 have
hidden it Yes, hid it | do not know
wherein some book. lii which one?
"Ho looked around him with wild
eyes The cerebral anRmia which had
made him fear robbery again seized
him, and poor Revere, my old friend,
plainly showed that he was enduring
the agony Of man who is drowning
and who does not know where 10 cling
in order to save himself.
"He was still standing, but as he
turned around he staggered.
He repeated III II hoarse frightened
voice; Where, where have | hidden
that? FOOL Tho safe did not seem to
me secure enough. Where, where have
put it,
1T was then, monsieur-yes, at that
moment-that the concierge entered and
saw us standing face to face b,toro those
papers of which she has spoken. | must
havo looked greatly embarrassed, very
pale, showing the violent emotion which
seized me by the throat. Revere said to
her rather roughly, What are you here
for?' and sent her away with a gesture.
Nine. Monicho had had time to see the
open safe and the papers spread out,
which she supposed were valuable. l
understand how she deceived herself,
and when | think OF it accuse myself.
There was something tragic taking place
between Revere and me This woman
could not know what 1t was, but she
felt it,
And it WAS moro terrible, a hundred
times moro terrible, when she had dis
| appeared There seemed to he battle
raging in Roverc's brain, as between his
will and his weakness Standing up
right, striving not to give way, strug
Cling to concentrate all his brain power
in his effort to remember, to find some
trace of the hidden place where no had
foolishly put this fortune between the
leaves of some huge book, Revere called
violently, ardently, 60 his aid his last
remnant of strength to combat agains,
this anmmia which took away the
memory of what he had done He rolled
his eyes desperately, found nothing, re
mombered nothing
1T was awful, this comhat against
memory which had disappeared fleu
this aspect on a painting beast {. hunte,
boar, which seemed to seize this man, ave
lshlvered when, with a rage shall novc
forget, the dying man rushed III tw
steps to the table, bont over the paper
snatched them ny with his thin hand