Custer weekly chronicle. [volume] (Custer City, S.D.) 1890-1931, 1904-02-20
CHAPTER VII.
AT THE AUSTRIAN ARMS.

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IT was we'll into the night when the
view, and perhaps some two good hours
afterwards before we drew up in front
OF the Austrian Arms"
1t was not a new or prepossessinB
place, yet much better than those l
had seen along the road from Dieppe.
The host well deserved Serigny's
appellation Of a churl, for he looked
susptciously at me, and when l asked
for de Greville replied he knew moth
ing Of him. 1 could get no satisfac-
ton from him, so l determined to take
up my abode and wait. In / went and
needed not the surly host who regard
ed me askance.
The small public room was vacant,
n l possessed myself Of 1t with the
settled air OF a man who has come to
stay. Verify the fire felt most grateful,
n 1t did me much comfort to stretch
as l listed, after the tedious conflne-
ment Of the coach. Mine host busied
himself about mending the fire, but
whenever l raised my eyes l caught
his gaze fixed doubtirgly upon me. Ev-
identity the man knew more than he
told, and I planned to test his loyalty.
Here, my good man." 1 called to
him., "dost know anything OF thds
Jerome de Greville? Where is he?"
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not. Paris Is q great city, and many
noble gentlemen Come and go at their
WILL"
But NJ. de Greville lodges with you, 1
am told. My business Is urgent"
II do not recall such a name? Jerome
de Greville?" and the rascal turned his
eyes to the ceiling in the attitude OF
deep contemplation. I smiled inwardly.
If 1t please you, sir, to write your
mama N nv OI1pct hnpLF should Man
sieur de Grevllle call l will show 1t
him. You may tell me where you can
be found"
He fetched out a worn and greasy
book from a chest in the rear, and
handed me a pen, watching, as /
thought, with some interest. what name
/ would write, though I much ques-
toned II he could read 1t. ] pushed
the book aside.
ooh, 1t matters not, my name; IT is
an obscure one, and M. de Greville
would not recall 1t. See here my good
fellow, here Is a gold piece to aid thy
memory. At what hour will NJ. de
Greville return"
He toe the coin, and turning 1t over
and over in his palm, said. as II to 1t:
IF Monsieur will write q note and
leave It, I will send to other inns and
see if such Il man be in Paris. Mon
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The Gascons were at this time re-
garded with distrust. 1t was such an
easy matter for them to carry news
into Spain. being on the border.
/ soon found there was nothing to be
gained from the fellow, and becoming
convinced Of his steadfastness was
willing he should keep the coin as ear
nest money for furture services. De
Greville not coming In, l grew FESTIVE,
and concluded / would stroll about the
city. Claude, for SO the landlord
styled himself. directed me to the prin-
cipal thoroughfare, and / thought by
walking straight along one street /
could easily return. There was moth
ing unusual In the ne~ighboring build
ings to make q landmark of, so l chose
a great round tower not far away, and
carefully laid by bearings from that.
The landlord watched me taking my
observations and felt sure I would
shortly return; the more so that my
few articles Of apparel and necessity
were left slowed in the corner Of his
hearth. These ! had Iurposely so ar
ranged that I could detect any med
ding. Throwing my cloak about me
I took the way he indicated, and soon
passed into q wider and more hand
some street, which ! came afterward to
know. Walking Idly on, without
thought Of distance or direction. l tired
after q while. and began to think of
getting back to the n flreside. / re-
traced my steps perfectly, ! thought,
and If my calculations were right
should have stood where the broad, we'll
lighted street I had traversed corners
on Rue st. Denis. But the locality was
entirely strange, and I had lost sight
of the great tower which I had thought
would guide me home, when q squad Of
the watch halted me and questioned
my errand.
Il am a gentleman, and officer of the
king" l replied with such an air they
passed on.
II pray you, gentlemen, direct me to
the Rue St. Denis, thence l can find
my way"
The man gave me directions which
simply confused me, and, ashamed to