Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-05-02
CHAPTER xxx.
APPLES of Sodom.

salute and fell again to the mems side.
Near by there was grove of dark trees
pines by the sound of the wind among
their branches. For five minutes Cavalier
threaded aisle after somber aisle of these.
They descended into dell, as it had been
an ancient quarry. Here. blazing with
light tent was pitched. Others less
bright and gay stood around
The Marquis de Montrevel led the way,
and what was the young mans WONDER
ment to see that on his arm there hung.
looking tenderly up into his weather
beaten face-who but Yvette Foy, daughter
of the Camisard, innkeeper of La Cavalerle
The table spread for supper as they
entered. Servants attired like the foresters
of a great nobleman and mighty hunter
stood in ordered rows. The grenadiers halt
ed al the tent door. Officers in splendid uni
forms rose to greet their commander-1n-
chief. That sturdy veteran conducted
Yyette with grave courtesy to the head or
the table. AS he stood for a moment wait
ing till little hustle subsidized at the end of
the tent nearest to the door, he glanced
down at his companion with pride, and yet
with an appreciation of the situation more
than half humorous.
There a proud smile of triumph on
her beautiful. dark face And it was poor
Jean Cavaliers thought, the rat of use
less remorse gnawing at his vitals, that
never woman looked so beautiful.
The marshal raised his hand and COM
manded silence with gesture at once
great and gracious.
Then he took Yvette Foy by the hand.
holding the fingers little high in his, not
without a certain pride.
Gentlemen of the kings army and my
good comrades" he said. II present to you
my wife. the Marquise de Montrevel."
Whereupon he sat down and ordered in
the soup.
Yvette was seated on his right hand, and
Cavalier, all overwhelmed and a little
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tions. found himself on his left. He stood
astonished, almost in act to flee, till the
servant detailed to wait upon him. seeing
his difficulty seated him on his chair with
a gentle compuiSion.
A flood of indignant wonder rose slowly
within him. Verify he had sold himself
for naught-for the light word of a woman
without honor.
The repast went on. Cavalier ate what
was on his plate mechanically, or more
often left 1t untouched.
The marechal. an old campaigner and
man of the world, perhaps divining some
part of the young mans feeling, left him
pretty much to himself only pledging him
once or twice for forms sake under the
designation of Mon Cousin"
Ivette never so much as glanced at him.
The building was raised now. The scaffold-
Ing might come down when 1t liked.
The dinner drew to a close with the clear
Ing of all the fragments down to the far
ther end of the table, where the soldier ser
wants and officers of the marshals house
hold proceeded forthwith to regale them
selves, as was the jovial custom of the
commander chief of the Cevennes. while
those at the upper end drew closer together
and drank in great bumpers to the health
of the king, to that of the general and to
'All the Glories of France"
De Montrevel touched him on the Shout
der Immediately after and said, Now. sir
IL you are ready we will proceed to finish
our affair."
Then he turned to the company with his
usual courtesy.
you will excuse u.s." he said. ST have
some matters to arrange with this my
young kinsman, who has been good enough
to escort my wife to our camp"
signal to the guard followed. They fell
In before and behind, silent and precise.
The Marquis de Montrevel gave his arm to
his wife. Jean Cavalier followed behind,
his head bowed and his soul in sackcloth
and ashes.
They mounted out Of the quarry, but had
not far to go through the pinewood before
they came to the headquarters of the gen.
eral. 1t was white house in vineyard,
with tall, winter-Ftripped trees like senti-
nels before the door. Guards lined the ap-
proaches, standing near enough for him to
see. even in the dim light. the round spots
of light made by their buttons. and tho
whittier splotches of their buckles CATERS
and accouterments
"And now. General Cavalier" said the
marshal. after he had motioned the young
man to chair, what have you to say to
me?"
Jean Cavalier was a young and a brave
man He had no idea Of falling back upon
the plea ancient Adamic. 1.-THE woman
thou gavest to be with me, she gave me to
eat!'
"Sir." he answered, looking straight into
the eyes of the sturdy old soldier of King
Louis, "it Is for you to speak to me. This
lady at your right hand has informed me
that 1t was your wish to see me. I am
here"
Il given to understand" said the
marshal, that you wish to put an end to
the war by surrendering to the clemency Of
the kingI''
Not to his clemency but to his justice"'
said Cavalier. boldly.
The old soldier shrugged his shoulders
II presume" he said that you did not
come here to dispute with me about words.
You desire to end this war. So. may adj
init: do L: The question is. What them? -
This lady has informed me-" Cavalier
adhered to the formula finding a certain
satisfaction in it. that in return for a
cessation of the war in the countries of the
Cevennes the king would grant freedom of
!alth and worship and permit us to serve
his majesty In his foreign wars where we
could prove our devotion to his person"
The marshal pinched Yvettes ear as she
sat beside him.
IT fear" he said. "that this pretty one
hath somewhat exceeded her Instructions
will promise you no terms that do not
believe that / can persuade the king to
agree to-"
But L can promise you, he said, after
pause, that the king will accept your
service-that he will make you commander
or all the troops you are able to raise fol-
service abroad He will also remove the
officers who have been signally unsuccess-
full in restoring order in the Cevennes anG
he will grant you freedom of opinion ir
matters religious"
what does that mean?" said Cavalier
brusquely. "can we worship according t.
our consciences the God of our fathers?'
The Marquis de Montrevel made a Sigh
motion of impatience.
'.As to that" he said. ut depends wha
you mean. His majesty is. as you know
of the religion Catholic. So am l. So 1:
my wife. Gle bowed) So all officer.
and true servants of the king.
so" continued the marquis more grave
ly, 1T amounts to this. that can promis,
you liberty of conscience. but not libert,
of proclaiming that conscience. You VIII
then have as much freedom as II am no
always able to declare my own 1t is :
good maxim-take 1t from man we'll nfgl
thrice your age-'Tell half the truth to {
woman-the hundredth part thereof to
king"
IF the Cevennes are pacified" said Cav
alfer. his downrightness cutting the so
phfstry as knife cuts butter. will we o
the faith be dragooned into attending ;
worship that we detest upon the pain O
death or exile?"
II promise you that you shall be able I,
A.