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droll 10 resist, especially In combination
with her shrcwd. old.womanlsh knowl'
edge OF many things OF which | was ig-
nprant.
II was now that across the darkness OF
my prospects flashed thought that seem.
ed like an angel OF light Why should
not try 20 raake my way 10 Mrs. Dobree
Martins mother, to whom | could tel
my whole history. aud on whose friend.
ship and protection I could rely implicit
lyf BY this time Kate Daltrey would
have quilted the Channel Islands. salts
fled that had eluded her pursuit.
The route was neither long nor difficult;
at Granville a vessel sailed direct for
Jersey. and we were not more than thr.
ty miles from Granville II was a dis.
tance that we could almost walk. II
Mrs. Dobree could not help me, Tardif
would take Minima into his house for a
time, and the child could not have hap.
pier home. could count upon my good
Tardf doing that These plans were TAX.
Ing shape In my brain, when | heard
voice calling softly under the window.
opened the easement, and leaning out,
saw the welcome face of Resale, the
milk woman.
"Will you permit me to come in?" she
in9ured.
"Yes. yes, come ln." said eagerly.
She entered, and saluted us both with
much ceremony.
80 my little Emile and bis spouse are
gone, mademoiselle." she said, In a mys.
terious whisper. II have been saying 10
myself. What win my little English lady
doy That Is why | am here. Behold
me-"
II do not know what to do" | answer
cd.
IF mademoisele Is not dilIicult," she
said, "she and the little one could rest
with me for a day or two. My bed Is
clean and soft-bah! ten times softer
than these paillasses. would ask only a
| franc night for Il. That is much less
than at the hotels. where they charge
for light aud attendance. Mademoiselle
could write to her friends, IL she has not
enough money TO carry her and the little
one back to their own country"
II have no friends" | said desponding.
ly.
mo friends! no relationsr' she ex-
claimed.
mot one" replied.
was only too glad TO get a shelter for
| Minima and myself for another night.
Mademoiselle Resale explained TO me the
/ French system Of borrowing money upon
articles. But upon packing up our few
| possessions, | remembered that only n
few days before Madame Perrier had
borrowed from me my sealskin mantle,
the one valuable thing | had remaining.
| had lent II reluctantly, and In spite OF
myself. and IL had never been returned.
| Minima's wardrobe was still poorer than
my own. All the money we could raise
was less than two napoleons; and with
| this we had to make our way to Gran
| Vile, and from thence to Guernsey. We
could not travel luxuriously.
The next morning we left Noireau on
| foot, and strolled on as IL we were walk
ing on mir, and could feel no fatigue.
Every step which carried us nearer to
| Granville brought new hope to me. The
face of Martins mother came often to
my mind, looking at me, as she had done
in Sark. with mournful yet tender smile
"a smile behind which lay many tears.
"Couragew | said to myself; every
hour brings you nearer to her"
! l had full directions as to our route,
and | carried letter from Rosalie to a
cousin of hers, who lived in convent
about twelve miles from Noireau. Ii we
reached the convent before six o'clock we
should find the doors open, aud should
gain admission. But in the afternoon the
sky changed. The wind changed point
or two from the south, and breath from
the east blew, with a chilly touch, over
| the wide open plain we were now cross
ing, The road was very desolate. II
brought us after while to the edge OF
Il common, stretching before us, drear
and brown, as far as my eye could reach
Are you very tired, my MinimaY" |
asked.
ut will be so nice to go to bed, when
we reach the convent" she said, looking
up with smile. Il can't imagine why
the prince has not come yet"
perhaps he is coming all the time, y
| answered, "and he'll find us when we
want him worst"
We plodded on after that, looking for
the convent, or for any dwelling where
we could stay till morning, But none
came in sight, or any person from whom
we could learn where we We're wander.
ing, was growing frightened, dismay,
ed What would become of us both, IL
we could tna no shelter from the cold OF
a February night?