Waterbury evening Democrat., 1904-12-05

chateau Of White stone hao broad front with wings. Eagle bade me note the two dovecots or pigeon tow CTS. distinctly separate strtictures, one hanking each wing and demonstrating the antiquity of the house, for only nobles in medieval days were accord ed the privilege of keeping doves.
 There was pleached walk. like that In the marquis garden, of branches hattened and plaited to form an arbor supported by tree columns, which led to summer house of stone smothered in ivy. We walked back and forth un- der this thick roof of verdure. Eagles cap of brown hair was roughened over her radiant face, and the open throat of her gown showed pulses beating in her neck. Her lifted chin almost touched my arm as told her all the Mtttau story at her request.
 Poor Mime. d'Angouleme! The eau tfous priest and the king should not have taken you from me like that! She knew you as knew you, and a woman's knowing is better than a mans proofs. She will have times of doubting their policy. She will re- member the expression of your mouth, your shrugs and gestures-the little traits of the child Louis that reappear in the man."
 "T wish I had never gone to ATittau to give her a moments distress"
 But that was a strange thing-that you should fall unconsciousi'
 Mot so strange I said, and told her how many times before the eclipse under the edge of which my boyhood was passed-had completely shadowed me. At the account of Ste. Pelagie she leaned toward me, her hands clinched on her breast. When we came to the Hotel Dieu she leaned back pallid against the stone.
 Dear Marquis du Plessy!" she whis- pered as his name entered the story. When it was ended she drew some deep breaths in the silence.
 Sire, you must be very careful. That Bellenger is an evil man."
 But weak one."
 There may be a strength of court policy behind him. ''The policy of the court at Mittau is evidently policy of denial" Your sister believed in you."
 ''Yes, she believed in me-"
 'T don't understand" said Mime. de Terrier, leaning forward on her arms, ''why Bellenger had you in London and another boy on the mountain"
 Perhaps we shall never understand it.''
 'T don't understand why he makes it his business to follow you.''
 'Let us not trouble ourselves about Bellenger.''
 "But are you safe in France since the Marquis du Plessy's death7"
 'T am safe tonight at least"
 t'Yes, far safer than you would be in Paris''
 "And Skenedonk is my guard"
 q have sent messenger to Plessy for him. Mime. de Terrier said. He will be here in the morning"
 thanked her for remembering him in the excitement of her coming. We heard far, sweet call through cleft of the hills, and Eagle turned her head.
 "That must be the shepherd of Les Rochers. He has missed lamb. Les Rochers is the most distant of our farms, but it's night noises can be heard through an opening in the for est. Paul will soon be listening for all these sounds. We must drive to Les Rochers tomorrow. It was there that Cousin Philippe died" I could not say how opportunely Cousin Philippe had died. The viola ton of her childhood by such a mar riage rose up that instant wordIess tragedy.
 "sire. we are not observing etiquette in Mont-Louis as they observe it at Mittau. have been talking very fa- miliarly to my king. will keep silent. You speak
 Madame, you have forbidden me to speak"
 She gave startled look and said: "Did you know Jerome Bonaparte has come back? He left his wife in America. She cannot be received in France because she has committed the crime of marrying prince. She is to be divorced for political reasons" Jerome Bonaparte is hound!" I spoke hotly.
 "And his wife a venturesome woman to marry even temporary prince"
 sI like her sort, madame"
 "Do you, sire?''
 "Yes; like woman who can love"
 "And ruin?''
 "How could you ruin meY'
 ''The Saint-Michels brought me up," said Eagle. "They taught me what is 9s9szZ 1 KhNANN 7@A ~