Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1904-09-01

She strove vainly to compose her
voice in spite Of her agitation. She
clinched her hand resolutely, deter
mined not to betray herself. shc
kept her head slightly turned away.
II he looked at her as Of old. If he
pleaded with her, she felt that she
could not Withstand him.
Eyes" she added, in response to the
look of inquiry in his face, you are
in Quebec A soldier brought you.
You fell at my door"
'The battle?" he whispered.
Fortune was with you this time,
monsieur" she answered sadly, land
my countrymen were defeated"
Thank you, mademoiselle," replied
Grafton, "but l must &C"
But you are a prisoner. We still
hold the city,
But the trouble to you," muir
INJURED Grafton. this trespass on your
hospitality"
you are a friend of Monsieur de
Wire"
de vitre!" he exclaimed. do you
know him."
YES. he is prisoner in the Chateau
st. Louis now"
"a prisoner?" he asked in weak as
constituent. why, left him
But you must not talk any more"
she said again. "Ah, here is the doc
tort" she cried, as she heard steps on
| the stairs, and the old surgeon, fol-
lowed by Jean-Renaud and Josette,
entered the room. The two servants
recognized Grafton at once, but Anne
laid warning finger on her lips ard
! they kept silence.
Observation-Disclosures Have
you turned your house into hos
pital?" cried the doctor. Where is
the patient?"
He hustled over to the side of the
bed and looked keenly at the young
man before him.
Where is the wound, Sir English
man? All, in the shoulder" His deft
,dands were busy with the bandages
1 meanwhile. "And monsieur has been
shot in the back"
Il was not running away, sir,
would have you know!" protested
Grafton, with unusual vigor.
"Why, no, of course not!" said the
doctor soothingly
II was captured by your cavalry,
monsieur, and probably shot by stray
| bullet from our own line"
| Quite so, and the bullet has made
a nice hole clean through your shout
i der. If you lie quiet for few days, a
week or so, think all will be we'll with
you. Now the cut in the arm. All,
tbs not serious either!"
The doctor skillfully rebandaged the
woelnds after applying a healing dress
ing, and then complimented mademo.-
selle for the skill with which she had
tied the original bandages. Leaving
some medicine to keep down any in
flammation or fever, and giving some
directions as to the diet of the invalid
directions which were wonderfully
simplified by great scarcity of food
for the town was practically in a
state of starvation-the doctor pre-
pared to leave.
mo, no, mademoiselle," he said. as
she pressed him to remain, II have nc
time. The city is full of wounded and
dying. Every one is pressed into
service"
Can I not be taken away, mon
sieur?"
mo, no! On no account! You must
lie quite still!-I will look in on him
tomorrow, mademoiselle," said the
doctor, turning to leave the room.
"Adieu."
Are you dissatisfied with your
quarters, monsieur?-but you have not
told me your name" asked Anne.
II am Philip Grafton, captain in his
Britannia majesty's navy; and you
are
81 am-Alixe de Couedic, monsieur,
at your service"
She gave him secondary title in
her family, and one of her many bap-
tismal names which he had never
heard
"Ah, you remind me!-but no
Mademoiselle de Couedic? Yet, It's a
Breton name. Know you the family
of de Rohan, mademoiselle?"
They come from Brest and Finis-
tere, monsieur. We are from Morbi-
ham,"
There was a little silence in the
room, and both were thinking of the
old chateau and that halcyon night.
He looked again at her. Strange! Yet
1t could not be! De Couedic? He did
not know the name, and yet
you were speaking of Monsieur de
Wire a moment since, mademoiselle, y
finally said Grafton.
| She noticed his voice was visibly
stronger under the doctors strength
ening cordial, and that he looked bet
| ter already.
Yes, Monsieur Grafton. he was at
my door when you fell, dressed in the
uniform of Your country. He was rec
| ognized. IT'S said that he piloted the
English ships up the river, betraying
his country. The mob wanted to hang
him.
Good heavens:' CRED Grarton.
cts not possible! Here is a dead
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