The Kinsley graphic. [volume] (Kinsley, Kan.) 1890-1940, 1904-06-17

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passiveness of the Swiss seemed on
the point of giving way
Let them wait" replied Law, even
| ly as before. Not one of them would
listen to me five years ago. Now
| shall listen to them-shall listen to
tnem knocking at my door, as 1 have
knocked at theirs. To-day 1 am
aweary, and not of mind to see any
| one. Let them watt
| At last there arose yet greater tu-
| multi in the hall which led to the door
| A squad of guardsmen pushed through
| the packed ranks with the cry: For
the kingr' The regent of France
stood at the closed door of the man
who was still the real ruler of France.
open, open, in the name of the
kingI" cried one, as he beat loudly on
the panels.
| Law turned languidly toward the at
tendant. Henri" said he, tell them
to be more quiet"
My master, it's the regent" ex-
| postulated the other, with somewhat
of anxiety in his tones.
Let him wait" replied Law, coolly
II have waited for him."
But, my master, they protest, they
clamor-"
Very we'll. Let them do so-but
stay. If it is indeed the regent, may
as we'll meet him now and say that
which is in my mind. Open the door,"
The door swung open and there en-
tered the form of Philippe of Orleans,
preceded by his halberdiers and fol-
o1O hxy Of MT
| which the guards and the Swiss to-
gether had much pains to force back
| into the anteroom.
How, now, Monsieur Las, how
now?" fumed the regent, his heavy
face glowing dull red, his prominent
| eyes still more protruding, his fore
head bent into heavy frown. you
deny entrance to our person, who are
next to the body of his majesty?''
Did you have delay?" asked Law,
sweetly. Twas unfortunate"
"'Twas execrable!"
True. 1 myself find these crowds
execrable."
Nay, eXecrable to suffer this an
noyance of delay!"
| your grace's pardon said Law,
| coolly. You should have made an
appointment a few days in advance
What! The regent of France need
| to arrange day. when he would see a
servant"
Your grace is unfortunate in his
| choice of words" replied Law, blandly
Il am not your servant. 1 am your
MASTER
The regent sank back into a chair,
| gasping, his hand clutching at the hilt
| of his sword.
| Seize him! Seize him! To the bas-
tile with him! The presumer! The
| impostor!"
Yet even the guards hesitated before
! the commanding presence of that man
| whom all had been so long accustomed
| to obey. With hand appraised, Law
| gaZed at them for one instant, and
| then gave them no further attention.
| yet these words I must hasten to
| qualify resumed he. 'NTrue, I am at
| this moment your master, your grace,
| but two minutes hence, and for all
| time hereafter, / shall no longer be
your master. Your grace was once so
| good as to make me head of certain
| financial matters, and to give me con-
troll of them. The fabric of this Mes
sasebe, which you see without, was all
my own. 1t was this which made me
master of Paris, and Of every man
| within the gates of Paris. So far, very
well. My plans were honest, and the
| growth of France-nay, let us say the
resurrection of France-the new life
| of France-shows how my own plans
were made and how well 1 knew that
which was to happen. 1 made you
rich, your grace. I gave you funds to
pay off millions of your private debts,
millions to crafty your fancies. l
| gave you more millions to pay the
| debts of France. France and her re-
| gent have again taken a position of
honor in the eyes of the world. You
may well call me master of your fate,
| who have been able to accomplish these
things. So long as you knew your
master, you did well. Now your grace
has seen fit to change masters. He
would be his own master again. There
cannot be two in control of a concern
like this. Sir, the two minutes have
elapsed. / arm your humble servant"
The regent still sat staring from his
chair, and speech was yet denied him.
There are your people. There is
your France" said Law, reckoning as
he turned toward the window and
pointing to the crowd without. There
| is your France. Now handle it, my
masteri Here are the reins! Now
drive; but see that you be careful how
you drive. Come, your grace" said
he, mockingly, over his shoulder.
Come, and see your France!"
There, there, Monsieur Las, l did
you wrong, perhaps" said he. But
as to these hasty words, pray recon-
slider them at once Twill have bad
effect should breath of this get
afioat. Indeed, twas because of some
| such thing that I came to see YOU this