The Kimball graphic. (Kimball, Brule County, Dakota [S.D.]) 1883-1905, 1904-04-01

AT any rate she feared to intrude.
and at once set out to seek help. The
girl throughout acted with astonish-
Ing promptness and judgment. Flor
cesse-all Paris knew the eccentric
lady-so went straight to her. At first
denied admission she sent up a note
couched in such terms as gained for
heraninlmediate private Interviewing
deed the Princess herself was careful
1T should be strictly private.
Madame knew nothing of me except
and sending the papers to the Austrian
arms. Florine went without delay to
that place. This was about midday.
Jerome, much troubled that
l did not appear during the night. pur-
sued our original plan Of watching the
house. and arranged his mer. at Win
dows. and in the street, in such a way
as not to attract attention. One Of
them had seen me working at the Win
dow. but never dreamed it was l..
jerome found the house already doubly
guarded by the proNosts men, TO his
infinite disgust. He was a handy chap
though, n not to be outdon6. Dress
ing himself as a clumsy lout, he found
little difficulty in worming the tram
saction of the night before out of one
of the guard off duty. A drink or two
together at the sign of the yellow
FlaSon" fetched this information.
Jerome was much wearied through his
long watching and anxiety when he
returned to the Austrian Arms. The
hostler at the inn turned him aside
from the front doo by q gesture. so
that he entered by another way. Claude
acquainted him that a lady in the pub
1tn room, dnSirnI 10 c~1n1- ,,-;.l AT Il
rome de Greville. II would not be
denied. Jerome's custom with visit
ors was to see them first himself. be-
fore Claude told them whether he was
In or no.
Peepins through an aperture he saw
the lady walking impatiently up and
down the room. tapping at the VIM
dow. mending the fire. and expressing
her haste in nan other pettish man
ners so truly feminine. 1t was Florine.
He knew the girl we'll from his fire.
quenting Bertrand's during this piece
of business. Jerome sent her word he
would be in, and changing his costume
to n he usually wore. presented him
self before her in the public room.
rs 1t l You seek. NJ. de Greville.
mademoiselle?" he inquired politely.
"Oh! Monsieur de Greville. it is you:
I'm SO glad" She came forward with
a pretty air CT perpleXity and surprise,
for Florine had a dainty woman's way
about her, showing even through her
present trouble. She bore hereslf more
steadily that she had not to deal with
some severe-faced stranger, but a gall
liant gentleman. whose mien was not
that from which ffmid maidens were
prone to fly.
"Oh. Monsieur de Greville, know not
what to say, now that 1 am well met
with YOU"
And by my faith, mademoiselle, I
am sure no word Of min would grace
those pretty lips as well as thine own
sweet syllables. So 1 cannot tell you
what to say"
Florine pouted her dissent, yet was
not in earnest angered-she was a
woman. Jerome saw her business lay
deeper than mere jest and badinage,
so he spoke to her more seriously.
Il pray you Observation-Disclosures
am I right? Be seated"
Florine had no thought for gallan-
tries; she declined the proffered seat,
and. standing. proceeded at once to the
point Of her mission.
There is a young gentleman in our
house." and she blushed a little, Je-
rome declared to me afterwards, 'in
Bertrand's wine room-you know the
place? locked up, and I am not certain
whether he lives or is dead. 1 can not
NJ AAoliSAGdA liz illlC u yoQ hllOW
him. Oh. he was kind to me, and 1
would willingly do something to save
him. 1t is so hard to be only a oman
The provost has the house guarded"
II know it," Jerome put in drily.
"This gentleman gave your name
and lodgings to the lady who was with
him there last night, and she it was
run on hurriedly. u%nheeding Jerome's
blank look of establishment. This was
probably a shrewd guess on her part,
yet 1t squarely struck the mark.
Lady? Sen the papers? Who?
What lady?" Jerome asked before she
could answer anything.
THAT I must not tell, monsieur. Oh,
II our people find him they may do him
harm. Monsieur is a brave gentleman,
a friend of his, is 1t not true? Come"
jerome drew the facts pretty we'll out
of the excited girl. knowing somewhat
of the circumstances INC guessing the
rest-all in an exceeding short space of
time. Florine told him as accurately as
she could in what room I lay. leav-
Ing him to locate the window from the
street. From this point the plan was
simple enough. Jerome and Florine ar
rived at Bertrand's by different routes,
Florine passing in unconcernedly. and
Jerome. clad again as a stupid country
knave. walked by the house to discover
my outer window.
1t was at this time that the falling
of the spur conveyed to him the intel
ligence of my life and place of contine-
ment. After this Jerome had to de-
pend greatly on the Quick-witted wom-
an
1t would be a long story and a boot
less, We're I to tell how it fell out that
Florine had a friend. the same kind
faced woman who helped her watch be-
side my bed: the window OF this
friends garnet room opened almost d.
rectly opposite Florine's own poor
apartment. Only a narrow, dingy alley
lay between; so scant was the space the
upper stories came near to touching
across it. Florine's friend, after some
fearful persuasion, consented to aid
the rescue of such a gallant gentleman
as I was described to be. The girl
could come and go at will. The friend
permitted Jerome and three of his men
to hide in her room. From her window
Jerome cast a light cord into Florine's
window, she drawing a stouter robe
across with it. and made fast. 1t now
became q trining feat for these nimble
adventures to swing themselves
across to Florine's room. but twelve
foot or On au,oy nroo irci1o Jpartrord ,o