Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1902-12-01

! coast by morning; ana II dlu not sue
coed, 1 shouIu be somewhere under ar
rest.
I can see the boy in white court dress,
with no hint of the traveller about him,
who stepped jauntily out of a carriage and
added himself to groups entering the Tuil-
cries. The white court dress was armor
which he put on to serve him in the
dangerous attempt to look once more on
a woman's face. He mounted with strut
toward the guardians of the imperial
court, not knowing how he might be chal-
lenged and fortune was with him.
''Lazarreg' exclaimed Count de Chau-
mont, hurrying behind to take my elbow.
81 want you to help me-
Remembering with sudden remorse An
nabers escape and our wicked dinner, 1
halted eager to do him. service. He was
= perhaps used to Annabels escapes. for a
! very different annoyance puckered his
forehead as he drew me aside within the
entrance.
Have you heard the Marquis de Fer
| rier is alive?'
1 told him I had heard IT.
Damned old fox! He lay in hiding
until the estates were recovered. Then
! out he creeps to enjoy them!'
1 pressed the counts hand. We were
one in disapproval.
'Tt's a shame!" said the count.
1t was a shame. 1 added.
"And now he's posted into Paris to make
| fool of himself"
Howl"
Have you seen Madame de Ferrier?"
mo, 1 have not seen her,
IT believe we are in time to interrupt
him. You have clear head, boy. Use it.
How shall we get this old fellow out Of
the Tuileries without letting him speak
! to the EMPEROR"
Easily. I should think. since Napoleon
isn't here
Eyes, he is He dashed into Paris a
little while ago. and may leave tonight.
But he is here
why shouldn't the Marquis de Terrier
speak to the emperor"
Because he is going to make an ass
worse, he'll make a laughing stock Of
| me-"
How can he do that?''
HE is determined to thank the en-
peror for restoring his estates. ne might
| thank the empress, and she wouldn't know
everything. I have used all the arguments
dared to use against it. but he is a pig
for stubbornness. For my sake, for Mad
anne de Terriers sake. Lazarre, help me
to get him harmlessly out of the Tuileries,
without making a public scandal about
the restitution of the land"
What scandal can there be, monsieur?
And why shouldn't he thank Napoleon
for giving him back his estates after the
fortunes of revolution and WARP
Because the emperor didn't do it. I
bought themI'
| Your
Eyes. bought them. Come to that they
are my property"
Madame de Terrier doesn't know
this?'"
Certainly not. ! meant to settle them
on her. Saints and angels, boy, anybody
could see what my intentions were!"
Then she is as poor as she was in Am
erica?"
Poorer. She has the Marquis de Fer
rierr'
We two who loved her, youth and man,
rich and powerful, or poor and fugitive.
felt the passionate need of protecting her.
''she wouldn't accept them if she knew
it."
Neither would the marquis" said De
Chaumont. 1.-THE Marquis de Terrier
might live on the estates his lifetime
| without any interference. But If he will
see the emperor, and I can't prevent it
and other way. shall have to tell him."
Eyes, you will have to tell himr'
I thought of Eagle in the village, and
the old woman who blessed her a quarter
of an hour and Paul standing on the seat
TO be worshiped. How could go to AM
! erica and leave her? And what could
do for her when rich man like De Chau-
mont was powerless?
| Cant you see Napoleon" suggested
land ask him to give the marquis a mo-
ment's private audience, and accept his
thanks?'
Nor groaned De Chaumont HE
wouldn't do it. couldn't put myself in
such positionl"
"If Napoleon came in so hurriedly he
may not show himself in the state apart
ments tonight"
But he is accessible, wherever he is
He doesn't deny himself to the meanest
soldier. Why should he refuse to see a
noble Of the class he is always conciliat-
ing when he camp
Introduce me to the Marquis de Fer
rier," I finally said, land let me see If
can talk against time while you get your
emperor out of his way"
thought desperately of revealing to the
| old royalist what believed myself to be,
| what Eagle and he believed me to be, and
commanding him, as his rightful prince,
to content himself with less effusive and
less public gratitude to an usurper. He
would live in the country, shrinking so
naturally from the court that a self-im-
| posed appearance there need never be re-
peated.
| / believe this would have succeeded. A
| half hour more of time might have saved
! years of comfort to Eagle-for De Chau-
mont was generous-and have changed the
! outcome of my own life. But in scant
fifteen minutes our fate was decided.
De Chaumont and had moved with our
heads together, from the corridor to ante
chamber, from antechamber to curtained
salon of the lower floor The private
apartments of the Bonaparte family were
| thrown open, and in the mahogany furn-
ished room. all hung with yellow satin, 1
| noticed a Swiss clock which pointed its
finger to a quarter before II. 1 made no
hurry My errand was not accomplished.
Skenedonk would wait for me, and even
dare a search if he became suspicious.
! The count, knowing what Madame de
Terrier considered me. perhaps knew my
| plan. He turned back at once assent
ing.
The Marquis and Marquise de Ferrier
| were that instant going up the grand
| staircase, and would be announced. Eagle
turned her face above me, the long line
of her throat uplifted, and went coura-
! geous and smiling on her way. The mar
quis had adapted himself to the court re-
| quirements of the empire. Noble gentle
| man of another period, he stalked a pit
! eous masquerader where he had once
been at home.
| Count de Chaumont grasped my arm and
| we hurried up the stairs after them. The
| end of great and deep room was v1si-
BILE and 1 had glimpse, between heads
| and shoulders, of a woman standing in the
| lionf and lusfarS She Oarfad her Inns TO