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Chaumont If her lands were recovered
A bafhed look troubled his face.
1.-THE emperor will see her tonight" he
answered. ''It Is impossible to say what
can be done until the emperor sees
her"
'''Is there any truth in the story that he
Will marry her to the officer who holds
her estate?"
The count frowned.
Mono! That's impossible"
"Will the officer sell his rights II Mad
anne de Terriers are not acknowledged
''I have thought Of that. And l want TO
consult the marquis
When he had a chance to draw the
marquis aside, I could speak to Madame
de Terrier without being overheard;
though my time might be short. She stood
between the curtains, and the man In
uniform had left his place to me.
"Well, am here" / said.
"And am glad" she answered
"I am here because love you"
She held fold of the curtain in her
hand and looked down at 1t; then up at
me. .-
'You must not say that again"
''why?"
You know why" ~
81 do not"
Remember who you are"
"I am your lover"
She looked quickly around the buzzing
drawing room and leaned cautiously
nearer.
You are my sovereign"
"I believe that, Eagle. But it does not
follow that / shall ever reign"
Are you safe here? Napoleon Bonaparte
has spies"
But he has regard also for old aristo-
Gratis like the Marquis du Plessy."
yet remember what he did to the Duke
d. Enghien. A Bourbon prince Is not al
lowed in France"
How many people consider me q Bour-
bon prince? 1 told you why / am here.
Fortune has wonderfully helped me since
came to France. Lazarre the dauphin
from the Indian camps, brazenly asks you
to marry him. EagleT'
Her face blanched white but she laugh
ed.
"No De Terrier ever took a base advan-
tage of royal favor. Don't you think
this is a strange conversation in a draw
ing room of the empire? I hated myself
for being here-until you came in"
Eagle. have you forgotten our supper
on the isiand?"
Eyes, sire" She scarcely breathed the
word.
my unanointed title is Lazarre. And I
suppose you have forgotten the fog and
the mountain, too7"
YES"
''Lazarre!'
Eyes, Lazarre.''
you love mel You shall love met
"As a De Ferier should: no IartherP'
Her lifted chin expressed strength
could not not combat. The slight. dark
haired girl, younger than myself, master
ed and drew me as If my spirit was a
stream, and she the ocean into which
Il must flow. Darkness like that of Ste.
Pelagie dropped over the brilliant room.
was nothing after all but a palpitating
boy. venturing because he must venture.
Light seemed to strike through ,-Ae blood.
however. endowing her with splendid
pallor.
Il am going" I determined that moment
ito Mittau."
The adorable curve Of her eyelids. unlike
any other eyelids ever saw. was lost to
me- for her eyes few wide open.
ITO -"
she looked around and hesitated to pro-
nounce the name of Count Of Province.
Eyes. am going to find some one who
belongs to me-"
You have the marquis for friend"
"And I have also Skenedonk, and our
tribe, for my friends. But there is no
one who understands that man must
have some one to love-"
Consult Marquis du Plessy about going
10 01lLIdu. may IlOl NC Wis., <Ann WdA
is threatened on the frontier"
ST Will consult him, of course. But !
am going"
''Lazarre there were ladies on the ship
who cursed and swore, and men who were
drunk the greater part Of the voyage. /
was brought up in the old-fashioned way
by the Saint-Michels. so / know nothing
of present customs. But II seems to me
our times are rude and wicked. And you,
- a., 1,ox a vat ha n
nocence of that little boy who sank into
the strange and long stupor. If you change
think could not bear it?'
IL will not change"
A stir which must have been widening
through the house as ripple widens on
lake, struck us, and turned our faces
with all others to a man who stood In
front OF the chimney. He was not large
in person, but as an individual HIS pres
ence was massive-was penetrating. /
could have topped him by head and shout
ders; yet without mastery. He took snuff
as he slightly bowed In every direction,
shut the lid with snap. and hdgeted
as If impatient to be gone. He had
mouth of wonderful beauty and express
sion, and his eyes were more alive than
the eyes of any other man In the assem-
bly,. felt his gigantic force as his head
dipped forward and he glanced about
under MS DrOWS.
There is the emperor" De Chaumont
told Eagle; and I thought he made inde-
cent haste to return and hale her away
before Napoleon.
The greatest soldier in Europe passed
from one person to another with the air
of doing duty and getting rid of 1t. Pres
emily he raised his voice, speaking TO
Madame de Terrier so that all in the
room might hear.
Madame I am pleased to see that you
wear leno. / do not like those English
muslins. sold at the price of their weight
In gold, and which do not look half as
we'll as beautiful white leno Wear leno,
cambria or silk ladies. and then my man
ufactures will flourish"
I wondered II he would remember the
face of the man pushed against his wheel
and called an assassin, when the Marquis
du Plessy named me to him as the cidzen
Lazarre.
"You are a lucky man. Citizen Lazarre,
to gain the marquis for your friend. have
been trying a number of years to make
him mine"
cali Frenchmen are the friends Of Napo-
leon, the marquis said to me.
spoke directly to the sovereign, there
by violating etiquette. my friend told me
afterwards, laughing; and Bonaparte was
a stickler for precedent.
He gave me a sharp look as he passed
on. and repeated what / afterwards learn
ed was one of his favoritA maxims:
"A faithful friend is the true image"
..' CHAPTER VIII.