Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1902-11-13
BOOK lI.-wANoERINe.

The turkeys candle made a star-point
in the corridor. He walked ahead sOf the
priest and I walked behind We descended
70 the entrance where the man with tho
big book sat taking stock OF another
wretch between officers. saw as I shad-
ed my face with the load. that his mat
tentive eye dwelt on my suFplice. which
would have passed me anywhere in
France
Good night. monsieur the cure" said
the turnkey. letting US through the outer
door
Goodnight. goodnight the priest re-
spoaded.
And 20 yOu. sacristan.'
Goodnight" I muttered. and he came
q step after me. The candle was yet In
f. his hand. showing him my bulk. and per-
hans the small clothes he had 1onged TO
vend. expected hue and cry. but walked
on after the priest. and heard the heavy
doors jar, and hreathed again
Hearkening behind and in front. on the
right and the left. I followed him in the
direction Of what have since learned 10
call the Jardin ,des Plantes. It is near Ste.
Pelagie.
The priest. wearied BY his long ONCE.
spoke only once about the darkness for
Il vas a cloudy night; and did not attend
! 10 my muttered response. do not know
what sympathy the excellent old man
might have shown TO an escaped prisoner
who had choked his sacristan, and ! had
no mind to test IT, lie turned a corner, and
3 with tire wall angle between US. ! eased
down the sacred furniture. drew on the
surplice and laid that upon Il, and took 10
my heels I'D the left hand street: for the
guard had brought me across the river to
Ste Pelagie.
= I had 70 hat. and the cut OF my coat
p -
ing the little circles OF yellowness made
BY lamp posts. / reached without mishap
Of falling into the hands OF any patrol, a
Bridge crossing 10 an island point. and
from the other side OF the point TO the
4 opposite shore At intervals along the par
apet dim lights were placed.
Compared 10 Lake George. which wound
siike a river. and the mighty 81. Lawrence
as remembered IL, the Seine was a mar
row, stream. Some boats made constella-
lions on the surface The mass OF island
splitting Il into two branches was almost
the heart Of Paris. There were other foot
: passengers on the bridge. and gay car
rage rolled BY. ! did not see any gem
darmes. and only one foot passenger trou-
bled me.
/ Was on the bridge above the left arm
Of the river when an ear trained I'm the
woods caught footstep. pausing as
ried. II the sacris.an had been found in
ste. PeIagie a pUrsuer would not track me
90 delicately and neither would Skene-
donk held back on the trail stopped In
the shade when we two were alone on the
second span. and wheeled. certain OF
catching M man under the fare OF a
cresset I caught him. and knew that II
was Bellenger following me.
Ny mind was made up in an instant.
walked hack 10 settle matters with him,
though slaughter was far from my
thoughts. had done him no harm: but
was my enemy. and should be forced 70 let
me alone
The fellow who had appeared so feeble
at his cabin that opened the door for him
and so poor-spirited that his intellect
claimed pity. stood up as firm as a bear
at my approach. and met my eyes with
perfect understanding.
Not another thing do renembQ The
facts are simply these: I faced Bellen-
ger: no blows passed; my mind flashed
blank with the partial return OF that old
eclipse which has fallen upon ne. like
the wing-sh2dOw OF eternity; but have
scarcely let 80 OF time
I could not prove that Bellenger drag
red me 70 the parapet and threw me into
the river. II had known II should have
laughed at his doing so. for could swim
Ike a fish. through or under water. and