Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1904-09-20

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"'Twas but a boy and girl affair, de
Kersaint, not worth Mentioning" an
swered the marquis.
but he came here?"
Eyes, yes, MONSIEUR" cried Anne.
"But without an invitation, and, In
deed. uuwelcome. The mystery Is now
over. Retire, gentlemen, beg of you.
This has been too much for me-"
The marquis started to 5peak, when
something caught his eye and he
stopped as If petrifled. Resisting his
first impulse to cry out. he slipped
around to the table near the screen,
and covering it with his person re-
NAMED silent, his gaze fixed in cold
suspicion upon his granddaughter.
AS for de Kersaint, he would let him
fight his own battle; afterward he had
other plans. De Kersaint stopped and
thought moment.
you came" he said at last to de
Wire, who stood pale and haggard with
folded arms before him, without In
vitetion?"
Il have said So" &$:ss,..
"Unwelcome?" ) E.s$$F
alas! yes"
"Mademoiselle did beg him to re-
tire" broke in Jean-Renaud. II heard
her"
"Atd monsieur would not go away"
added Josette. who had regained her
voice.
"Your attentions were not pleasing
to mademoiselle, them"
mo, monsieur. fear not"
by God, sir!" cried the Frenchman
In sudden passion, you are my exec
utive officer, my trusted subordinate,
but If were not about to sail would
challenge you so that I might pass
my sword through you! AS 1t is, Sir,
you shall be dismissed the ship. I'll
not sail with you, you disgrace your
uniform!"
In his anger and surprise de Ker-
saint had forgotten about the cloak
and the spy it seemed.
Monsieur" cried de Wire, desper-
ately, at this threat, think moment
I was mad with love for mademoiselle
She was my promised bride. Never
had she permitted me a greater priv
ilege than to touch my lips to he1
hand. No one would consider me
saw happiness slipping from me
Her beauty crazed me. l forgot my
SELF But tits all over now. She does
not love me. She has rejected me
Oh, monsieur, for Gods sake, crush
not broken man! I ask no forgive.
ness, only an opportunity. We sal
tonight Give me my place upon the
ship. Perchance some fortunate bull,
,, let may find my heavy heart. Mon
!. sieur, you were a young man once
If you love mademoiselle now, thinl
= -Mademoiselle, he continued, turning
to Anne with meaning glance, "ycl
!. will not have me, 1t seems. AN the
= dreams have cherished are broker
.. and shattered. My heart is dust ant
ashes within me. There Is left mt
,, but one desire, one hope: since
may not live and love you, wish tt
die in France. 1 have done you some
,. slight service, perhaps, in days gon'
. by" he went on pleadingly, will yo,
!. not intercede for me with Monsieur
de Kersaint?"
Monsieur de Kersaint," cried thu
girl, touched by the plea, realizing
that he had given himself up to saw
her and her lover, sorry for his mis-
: cry, will you not heed the reques
of Monsieur de Wire? You were eve
generous, kind. Oh, monsieur, ma.
; not that which has moved you-t'
: want-me'- stretched out he
) arms toward him-"plead with 70,
: to excuse him."
"Mademoiselle," said the count
a looking at her with eyes full of ad
n miration, II can refuse you nothing
can not forget this, but can forgiv
y Monsieur de Wire. You are excus
4 enough for anything. By heaven, you
i beauty would make any man mad
4 Rejoin your ship, Capt. de Wire
4 Perhaps there may be no more friend
h ship between us, but at least you ma
/ do your duty"
THANK you, Monsieur de Kersain
4 Monsieur lie Marquis, Mademoiselle d
q Rohan, FAREWELL"
"Nay, Monsieur de Wire, can nc
!, part from an old friend thus lightly!
: exclaimed the girl, stretching out he
arm. He seized her hand, dropped o
, his knees before her, and rested hi
: forehead upon it.
" This for life and honor" he whi'
pered, so that none but she could hea
!. think of me sometimes. Farewell!
q go, monsieur" she said, "and ma
: God bless you! You have the gratitud
the eternal remembrance" she viii
q pered, "of Anne de Rohan."
Farewell, mademoiselle, said Ke
O saint, approaching in his turn, ma
"a God speed the day when l may con
~ to claim you again. De Chabot, goo
, bye. En- avant, de Wire"
"a "Jean-Renaud, attend Monsieur {
70 Kersaint," cried the marquis aga
IL as they passed out. 'Basile, wit