Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1901-10-05

with a sigh. "He told me that my
life vas In his hands, but that he should
take II at his own time. Further, that
IL / would not give my word to go with
him with )ut trying to escape, he would
throw me to those bowling dogs out
side. / gave my word. We are on
the road together. And, oh. Anne!
yesterday, only yesterday at this time.
l was riding home with Coligny from
h Louvre, where we had been playing
at paume with h king! And the world
the world was very fair"
II saw you. or rather C~roisette did,"
I muttered as his sorrows--not for
himself, but for his friends-forced
him to stop. yet how, Louis, do you
know that we are going to Cahors?"
He told me as we passed through the
gates, that he was appointed lieuten-
ant governor of Quercy to carry out the
edict against religion. Do you not see.
Anne?" my companion added bitterly,
Ito Kill me at once were too small a
revenge for him! He must torture me
or rather, he would IL he could-by
the pains OF anticipation, besides, my
execution would SO finely open his bed
OF Justice. BAH" n Pavannes raised
his head proudly, Il fear him not! l
rear him not q jot!"
For q. moment he forgot Kit, the loss
OF his friends, his own doom. He
snapped his fingers in derision Of his
foe.
But my heart sank miserably. The
vidame's rage, | remembered, had been
directed rather against my cousin than
her lover; and how by the light Of his
threats ] read Beers purpose more
clearly than Louis could. His aim was
TO punish the woman who had played
with him. To do SO he was bringing
her lover from Paris hat he might ex-
ecute him-after giving her notice.!
Ihat was 1t; after giving her notice,
H. might be in her very presence! He
would lure here to Cahors, and then
shuddered. l well might feel that
u precipice was opening at my feet.
There was something in the plan so
oevilish, yet so accordant with those
stories l had heard of the wolf, tina
l felt no doubt OF my insight. I read
his evil mind, and saw In a moment
why he had troubled himself with US.
He hoped to draw mademoiselle TO
Cahors by u means
OF course l said nothing of this To
Louis. ] hid my feelings as well as |
could. But l vowed a great vow that
az the eleventh hour we would balk the
vidame. Surely IL all else failed we
could kill him, and though we died our
selves. spare Kit this ordeal. My tears
were dried up as by a fire. My heart
with a great and noble rage-or so IL
seemed to me!
l do not think that there was ever
any journey sc strange as this one OF
ours. We met with the same incidents
which q pleased us on the road to
Paris. But their novelty was gone.
Gone, too, were the coy chats with old
rcgues Of landlords and good ,natured
DANES. We were travelling now in such
force that our coming was rather a
terror to the ~innkeeper than q boon.
How much the lieutenant governor OF
Quercy, going down to his province,
requisitioned in the kings name; and
for nov much he paid, we could only
Judge from the gloomy looks which fol-
lowed us as we rode ava each morn
ing. Such looks were not solely due,
l fear, to the news from Paris, although
for some time we were the first bearers
OF the tidings.
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