Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1903-05-16
CHAPTER XXXVIII.
The Fasv Descent of AvernuS.

az am here" said Yvette, as soon as
Cavalier had come to himself. ito take you
to the king. The interview is all arranged.
You have, l see, your men about you. Any
that are wanting 1 can help you to recruit
from the sturdy fellows who are every day
focking in to the standard of the Marechal
de Montrevel. They will be delighted to
serve under so famous leader"
The young man did not seem able to re-
move his eyes from her face. He had
thought that the spell was broken, but he
was now fatally to discover his mistake
As in a dream he listened 70 Yvette giving
her commands to the men who had cast III
their lot with him and declared their VIII
irgness to follow him alone over the world.
and do YOU two" she spoke to two lads
who stood shyly together in corner, go
and find a couple of horses for us to ride
1pon. 1t is necessary that I should be
back before the day. l do not choose TO
return with you, and Cavalier here cannot,
as you men can. find his way to Millau at
VOLTS trot. Haste you, then. Bring the
horses"
And though formerly she had been to
them but Yvette Foy. the daughter OF the
innkeeper of La Cavalerie, such a VIVID
beauty and air of natural command, per-
haps also such a fascination of the flesh
nd the pride of life. disengaged them
selves from her that the two young men sa-
luted without n single other word spoken
and went out their quest.
Now. it seemed even to Cavalier that
something had indeed departed from him.
The word was no longer with him The
power to speak and to be obeyed had fled.
\ woman had taken the life out of him,
and only the outer shell remained of all
that had been Jean Cavalier-the man who.
like Enoch, had walked with God, and had
been to his fellowmen as god.
The horses went stumbling down the
steep descent into the valley of the Tarn.
Whether the ease with which the exodus
tnl
may have some light thrown upon 1t by a
conversation which took place behind GER
tain rocks. advantageously placed so as to
command the whole of the approaches from
The direction of Milau.
Two men stood there. one wrapped in a
Caussenard cloak. His companion whose
long unkempt gray locks fell over his eyes
and streamed on his back wore only the
ordinary blouse and knitted trunks of the
workman, shoeleSS and without headSear.
his beard worn thin and struggling. the
eyes piercing and restless almost to the
point of madness.
'sYou are sure that you saw her. Martini"
said the herdsman laying his hand on the
mans shoulder. from which the blouse had
been partially torn away.
shall the father forget the child. even If
he have prepared death and slaughters for
Aer-aye, and for those with whom she hath
chosen to company" said Martin Foy. or
surety it was my daughter ana none
other-the cockatrice whom have Matched.
the scorpion that hath nestled in my
BOSOM
And where is she now?" said Catinat,
who with his shepherds cloa kover his arm,
stood back in the gloom of the great
bowlder behind which the two had conceal
ed themselves.
The father of Yvette Foy pointed with his
hand to the gatehouse.
There" he said 'there-is she who has
come amongst us to flaunt the golden taches
of her gorgeous apparel"
And there are with her-whom?'
e -, f1nly
preston so bitter and wicked that even
stout Catinat was affrayed.
The man is certainly mad" he thought
'but then in the meantime he is useful!'
The young and the foolish he answer
ed. the sons of men that are highest in
place among 1t is only that she who
was-my daughter-may lead them down to
the kings camp In Miilau as fools are led
to the correction of the stocks!'
Catinat caught him by the wrist
''Why, then, did not you tell me before?"
he said tiercely. This must be stopped,
and instantly. ] will go call out the guard
These treacherous persons shall see that
there are still faithful men-true brothers
OF the way-in La Cavaleriei"
The mailman caught him by the thick tail
Of his sheepskn cloak as he turned hur-
riedly away.
Are all captains fools?" he said fercely.
Have they no heads given 10 them save
those of cabbages? Hath God bereft them
all of wits in making OF them prophets d?
Prophets. forsooth! Listen How many.
think YOU, of these young men are the sons
of those whom YOU call True Brethren of
the Way? ALL tell you all! And how
many Of these fathers would put the knife
to the throat of the unfaithful first-born
who are there assembled? l will tell you
One only, And his name? Why Martin
Foy' No. no-let them GOODWIN, down
into the camp of the king. 1 will go with
them. They shall not escape from me,
There Is no knife in the world so sharp as
that of Martin Foyr'
SO il was upon the advice and observance
OF certain mad fellow named Martin Foy
sometime landlord of the hosiery of the
Bon Chretien in La Cavalerie, that the
troop OF discontinued and disaffected among
the Camisards was permitted to take their
way in safety down to the kings camp in
Aiillau
Ana so once more" said Catinat at the
meeting in the old hall of the Templars
when he explained his action, 1.-The Folk of
the way are purged from those that devise
ihlqultN! Are We content?"
And albeit there We're many sore of heart
-iathers and brothers among that assem-
bIy. they responded all with one voice 1--WE
are with you Abdias Maurel-with you to
the DEATH"