The diamond drill. (Crystal Falls, Iron County, Mich.) 1887-1996, 1899-01-21

house, though could hear che bolts q
the entrance door being drawn. ~ II
some one had entered . moment o. 20
before we had come up. My own lod9-
ing was, however. different and
through the glaze of the window ~
could see the sickly glare of the limp
In the shop where monsieur and mad
ame were no doubt discussing the busi-
ness of the day.
eve must quiet my landlord and his
wife," whispered 70 vitry an we came
up to the door.
"very WELL" he said, and then I
knocked.
The fence, who was alone, himself
opened the door. "Ah, captain" he
exclaimed. 1--WE thought you were lost;
but I see you have friends" He said
no more, for I seized his throat with q
grip of iron, whilst de vitry laced him
up with his own belt. An improvised
gag put stop to all cutlery. and In q
trice he was lying like a log amongst
his own stolen wares.
$50 far 20 good. De vitry, you will
stay here. AZ the first sound OF the
grand masters whistle you will answer
II, and they will know what TO do.
have something 10 say TO VI, d'Auriac.
Take me 10 your room, SIR"
bowed, and, lighting taper that
stood In a holder OF nodded brass
prize that had doubtless come 10 my
landlord through one Of his clients-led
the way up the rickety stairs, and,
stopping at the door Of my chamber,
opened IL to let the king pass. For an
instant he hesitated, fixing his keen and
searching eyes on me-eyes that flashed
and sparkled beneath the mask that
covered half his features, and then
spoke:
M. d'Auriac, are you still an enemy
Of your king?"
could make no answer. did not
know what 10 say-and stood, candle in
hand. In silence. Then Henry laughed
shortly and stepped into the room, and
shut the door as I followed, and
turned up the lamp on my table. Then,
facing the king, I said: "Sire. await
your orders"
He had flung off his cloak aud mask,
and was leaning against the wardrobe,
one hand on the hilt OF his sword. and
at my words he spoke slowly, II de-
sire 10 see this room in the Toison dor,
and TO look upon the assembly that has
met there with my own eyes,"
snow, sirel"
"Yes, now"
"Your majesty, II II not now posi-
ble!"
"Ventre st. Gris--not possiblel"
Permit me, sire-the only way Is by
this window. II your majesty will step
here, you will see the risk of II. will
go and see II they have met; but I con-
jure you not TO make the attempt. The
slightest accident would be fatal"
"Do you think / have never scaled a
rock BEFORE" he said craning out OF
the window. "Am child, NJ. d'Auriac,
or milletonnerresi Because my beard
Is gray, am I In my dotage? / will 60
sir-and thank God that for rhis mo-
ment can drop the king and be SIM
pie knight. You can stay behind, mon
sieur, II you like. go to test the truth
of your words"
"Your majesty might save yourself
the trouble. ! again entreat you-your
life belongs TO France"
at know that" he interrupted
haughtlly, mo more prating, please
will you 60 first or shall II"
Their was no answer to this. II
flashed on me TO call TO de Yitry for
aid TO stop the king; but one look al
those resolute features before me con.
vinced me that such q course would be
useless. ! lowered the light, and then
testing the ends OF the ladder again
and again, made the ascent as before.
Leaning through the embrasure saw
the dark figure of the king already
holding on TO the ladder, and he fol-
lowed me as agile as a cat. Making a
long arm seized him by the shoulder
and with this assistance he clambered
over the parapet and lay beside me.
One by one we stole up 70 the sky
light, and the king, raising himself,
glanced in, my eyes following over his
shoulders. For full five minutes we
were there, hearing every word, seeing
every soul. And then the king bent
down softly, and, laying hnnd on my
shoulder, motioned me back. II was
not until we reached the parapet that
he said anything, and IL was as II he
were muttering prayer TO himself.
When we got back helped him 20
dress. He did not however, resume his
roquelaure or hat but stood playing
with the hilt of his sword. letting his
eye run backward and forward over the
vacant space in my room. At last he
turned to me.
Monsieur, you have not answered a
question put you one evening here"
"Sire," / answered boldly, lis IL my
fault2"
He began to pull at his mustache,
keeping his eyes 10 the ground and say
ing TO himself: "Sully will not be here
for little. there Is time" AS for me, !
took my courage in both hands and
waited. So half minute must have
passed before he spoke again.
Monsieur, IL gentleman has
wronged another there Is only one