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

I whatever else of gnud and glitter they
may have. yet require love and ten
derness and gentle sympathy beside.
Happy is she who receives all these
from her husband: and that husband
treads dangerous ground who denies
1t to her. | see your wonder at hear
ing this from me; but l have thought
constantly upon such things. Peste!
this touches not our business; let us
go on. Through this lady's husband.
and by another source of information,
l nope to find the truth conco-Elng
Ward. Do you follow me?"
Yes. but how" L put in. When I
run my neck into a halter. l want to
know whose hands are playing with
the cord.'
Never fear for her. Madame-that
is, tie lady-has q firm hold upon the
Due du Maine himself. in fact she is
quite Indispensable to him. Don ask
me for more. Once let the Due be
made Regent. and my oldtine sweet
heart OF those innocent days in Anjou
VIII be the most powerful woman in
France. But with all that. Placide."
n the mans quivering voice went
straight to the very tenderest core OF
my heart for the depths of bitterness 1t
contained, lin spite of it all she'd ratH.er
be back In the country breathing the
pure n peaceful air, a GuiltleSs and
happy girl. than to live as she does,
n rule the land. God knows l wish
we had never seen Paris"
L held my tongue; there was nothing
L could say. He felt his trouble keen
ly enough. and refrained from mold
ing my undesired sympathy into words.
Directly, Jerome took heart and spoke
again:
Those are the conditions. l merely
make the best OF them. There is still
another friend of mine at Sceaux. the
Chevalier Charles de la Mora, a most
gallant soldier and kindly gentleman.
Verify. they are scarce now in France.
He has fallen into misfortunes of late
and is about to take some command in
the colonies. 1 love him much, and am
sorely tempted to cast my lot with his.
But, You understand why 1 stay" and
he lifted up his hands with a gesture of
perfect helplessness.
His wife, Madame ~Agnes-almost a
girls one of the most beautiful and
clever women in France. and who, by
way of novelty, loves her own husband.
Women are queer sometimes. are they
not? Tomorrow we go to Sceaux; 1t
will at least be an experience to you,
even should nothing good come of It.
Do You agree?"
My curiosity was thoroughly aroused.
and seeming sport of 4 rare character
| agreed to join the chase. 1t was
judged best that we should make all
things ready for an immediate journey
to Versailles upon our return from
Sceaux.
Before we slept. my few serviceables
were put in position for instant de-
parture.
When I arose in the morning Jerome
had already left his bed. 1 supposed 1t
was out of consideration for what he
was still pleased to consider my weak
rnnliftnp that no rafr,i,n| rn, -
ing me. Claude came tripping in late
with the message that NJ. de Greville
had gone to make some last arrange
ments for our Journey. 1 slept 50
restf'illy through the night my fatigue
and ell unpleasant reminders of the
episode at Bertrand's had quite worn
away, and l felt refreshed and strong
again. When Florine came to inquire
for my health she found me busted
about the packing. l greeted her kind
ly, for in truth my gratitude was deep
and sincere.
monster is preparing to leave?" she
asked as If more than afraid of a reply.
l could see she had some purpose in the
question.
Yes, 1 leave Paris today"
Today" she echoed.
Yes, but 1 would return and find you.
again; l could not depart from France
without finding II thanking you for
all your kindness. In truth I am glad
you came for-." 1 tried to say on
more. but the words left my lips
sounding so cold and meaningless the
sentence died away Incomplete.
Florine stood there, vaguely watch
Ing me as though she did not under
stand.
Leave Franco" she repeated, her
tone expressing the hope she had not
heard Alright.
1 had already said much more thar
I intended. for l was not fully aware
of Jerome's intentions, and desired to
say nothing which would reveal them.
Leave France?" she urged again,
Monsieur" she halted for the word
quite naturally.
DE Mouret." l supplied, and for the
first time she knew my name; surely 1t
was little enough to trust one with
who had given me my life.
monsieur de Mouret Is to leave
France?"
Yes" I answered her truly, but not
today. possibly not for several days.
l would not go away without seeing
you again"
l felt my tone become warmer as I
thought of all this girl had risked for
me, and so Numbered on uncertainty.
What was l to do? What could l offer
her in repayment? Not gold; she had
refused that With the air of a sranda
marquise the night she first helped mo
| from Bertrand's.
Heartily wishing for some of Jerome's
tinesse and tact, l gazed at her, stupid
and silent, watching the tears gatherin
her eyes. l could only guess the
thought which was passing in her
| mind, and even there l wronged her.
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