The Rich Hill tribune. (Rich Hill, Mo.) 1903-1911, 1904-12-29

90 dark replied Jean. erasping the
soldiers hand And your"
much better for the me supDer I
have been eating said Greloire. .
note q laughter IN his voice.
Pierre Dow fell behind. and the
three stepped more brisidy.
What have you 70 tell met" 10
CURED Jean. after they had gone a
few PAGES. and 0reioire remained 81.
lent.
Did your lieutenant send you-Was
he wishing 10 know Of me7" asked
Jean eagerly. But there was no an
swer.
well. yes. and no.. replied Gre
loire. speaking slowly. ae IL consider
Ing his words, and adding. as he
looked down into the boys upraised
face. which even the dim light OF the
stars showed 10 be filled with keen
disappointment. Surely you have
every reason TO know his love for you:
and he Is one who never forgets. But
his days are now filed with that
which leaves little time for him 10
think Of anything but this siege. He
is outside the city. with the Revolu-
tionary forces"
He without. and you within. fight
ing against him" burst from Jeans
lips, as he drew himself away.
Shit" whispered the soldier.
These streets may seem deserted;
but It's as well not to speak loud
words for the winds may carry them
to where the wrong ears may hear
them"
Jean laughed softly. and came closer
TO Greloire.
Aha see how il is
BE all the more careful. then. ny
young master. warned the soldier.
There was silence for a time. while
the three walked slowly along until
they reached a street where the
houses were far apart; and the last
one OF all, from whose windows came
a faint CLEAN Of light. Jean pointed
out to Greloire as his present abode.
And so that is where you are hv-
ing. said the soldier. as they stood
looking toward Il. 4 tell you. lad.
that had / the chance 10 possess SO
quiet a home. I should stop within IL,
and not be wandering into such sham
bles Of carnage and blood as is the
city now. Take my advice. and keep
away from lie Chen Heureux. / can
BOW come to your house. and that will
be the best place for me to see you.
But. II you are to undertake the mis-
sion Of which spoke. the less you
see of that scoundrel Laro. the better
will il be-
"Laro IS my friend. declared Jean.
his quick temper rising like a fash
Of fire. He is my friend. and even
you must not name him In such fash.
ion to me"
500" said Greloire calmly, taking
his hand from the boy arm. Then
I doubt II Jon are 10 be trusted. and
regret telling you as much as | have.
Ilaro Is not { O be trusted He Is al.
most old enough 70 be your father:
aud, his suspicious once aroused. be
has sufficient c~raffiness q surprise
your secret. and use &c for our harm
Jean Was silent. and Greloire went
on In a milder tone. Now tell me,
were you in my place would you not
think twice before risking secrets with
such a kteper-one who cares so
much for I.aro as 20 have temper with
an older friend. who. knowing the
mans reputation, warns you agains,
him2"
Il am not angry, Greloire.' declared
lean ~penitently, and regret that |
was so. Pardon me.
"Ali right-all right. mon ami was
Greloire's hearty reply Then. again
lowering his voice. he asked in a halt
quiEzical tone. And do you wish to
see our little coloRelg'
"Yes-indeed yes, You know that
/ would not give n OF his fingers in
exchange for q dozen LaroS."
"Bien.' said Greloire, Now I must
be going So adieu. and my oompli.
ments & the good dame Margot."
with this he turned about. and
whistling softly. went back the way
they had come. while the two boys,
after watching him a few moments,
bent their steps toward the cottage,
ITO be contlnuedl