The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1900-12-10

the voice sounded formal and severe as
ever when he spoke:.5
"ISidore!'
I'M sieu lie Baron?'s
For the moment we are not interested
in your health
"Parfaitement, M sieu lie Baron.''
Standing behind his masters chair.
Isidore, who appeared totally unabashed,
smiled benignly at Molly, and extended
three of his fingers doubtless to impress
on her the exact number of the neces-
sary articles aforesaid of which he had
been obliged to make use. He did not
again venture to break the silence, how
ever, and for some time there was no
sound in the room except the play OF
knives and forks on the plates. Having
&Fcertained that his guests wants We're
supplied, NJ de Sauvigny troubled him
self no further about her; and beyond
an occasional order to Isidore, did not
utter a word Of any sort.
Molly found this state of affairs OPP
pressive, aid after enduring 1t for some
time, resolved to put an end to it.
This is a charming old place." she re-
marked, with her brightest smile, very
quaint and old-fashioned.
Though f1attery was, as has been al
ready shown, abhorrent to her, she pos
sessed the Irish faculty of saying pleas
ant thing when truth allowed of 1t, and
WAS SOu16WQdL SloI lieu at the ISCSpllOil
accorded to her innocent little speech.
M. de Sauvigny scowled more than ev-
er, and the color slowly mounted in his
brown cheeks and rose even to his tenn
pies. There was a curious culver in his
voice as he responded, moreover, betray-
ing an emotion which the measured tone
sought to conceal.
VERY quaint, indeed he said. For
so young a traveller your astuteness is
T INT TO- frN,I4
of its kind-there is not so tumbledoWn a
chateau in all France
Crushed as Molly was by this sardonic
rejoinder. she was conscious of a gath
ering indignation. Why was he so an
CRY? Did he think she was venturing
to make fun of his baronial halls or was
the subject such a sore one that even a
careless touch upon it was more than he
could bear? mo more talking for me,
ANYHOW she said to herself, with a
shrug of her shoulders; and she devoted
herself in silence to her tough boiled
beef, which in course of time was sue
ceeded by a bitter little roast thrush or
blackbird, the match of which her VISA
Wis ate with apparent relish, the repast
concluding with a dish of apple compete
and cheese. AS soon as the latter was
placed on the table, Cursor rose from
his place by the hearth, stretched himself
wagging his tail and looking appealingly
in his face.
'.Ah, thou are there?" said NJ. de
Sauyignv. In French. 'Art thou hungry,
them"
few Jumps of cheese were cut off
and flung to the dog, who disposed of
them as so many pills.
"Good Ourson,' said the baron, passing
his long, brown hand over his favorite's
head, "thcu art a brave dog, good
friend"
After a pause as the master of the
house had apparently forgotten her pres
ence, and as dinner was undoubtedly
over, Molly thought it was time to re-
tire. She rose softly, and was about to
leave the room, when the other, coming
suddenly to himself, pushed back his
chair with muttered excuse, and open
ed the door for her with a certain grave
politeness, not to say Difference, which
took her by surprise.
s.Now I wonder where I am to go?"
she thought, as she found herself alone