Cameron County press. [volume] (Emporium, Cameron County, Pa.) 1866-1922, 1905-03-09

BARE BONES OF THE DEAD FIN
GERS STIRRED IMPATIENTLY.
but l have not the honor of your ac-
quaintance. Let it suffice to say these
are my friends" The turned to those
who sat about, "and gentlemen, these
are my enemies" he added, turning to
us. Let us hope they may die happy"
And with a fighting chance"
added, lifting the glass without tast-
ing it.
Dri sat, his brows lifted, his hands
in his pockets, his legs crossed. He
looked curiously from one to another.
Horton" said his lordship, as he
sat down, leaning lazily on the arm of
his chair, will you have them bring
down the prisoners?'
The servant left the room. Some of
the men were talking together in low
tones; they were mostly cookbook
ing and well dressed.
Gentlemen" said his lordship, ris-
ing suddenly, I'm going to turn you
out of here for moment-they'r a shy
lot. Won't you go into the library?"
Iltg dli dlOoC anu NtlIl OlI Vi Il
door save one, bald man of middle
age, half tipsy, who begged of his
'Ludship" the privilege of remaining
Sir Charles" said the young man,
still lounging in his chair as he spoke,
in that cold calm tone of his, you
annoy me, Go at once!" and he went.
They covered our faces with nap
kins of white linen Then we heard
heavy steps, the clinl of scabbards on
stairway, the feet of ladies, and the
swish of their gowns. With a quick
movement our faces were uncovered
| rose to my feet, for there before me
stood Louison and the Baroness de
behind them, Louise, her eyes
covered, her beautiful head bent
low. | could see that she was
crying. The truth came to me
in flash of thought They had been
taken after We left; they were prison
ers brought here to identify us. A
like duicliness of perception had ap-
parently come to all. We four stood
looking at one another with no sign
of recognition. My face may have
shown the surprise and horror in me,
but shortly | recovered my stony calm.
The ladies we're dressed finely with the
taste and care | had so much admired
Louison turned away from me with a
splendid dignity and stood looking up
at the wall, her hands behind her, a
toe of one shoe tapping the floor i'm
n 10,
Der a lifetime. | could feel my pulse
quicken as | looked upon her. The
baroness stood, sober-faCed, her eyes
looking down, her fan moving slowly.
His lordship rose and came to Lou
ise
Come, now, my pretty prisoner; it
is disagreeable, but you must forgive
me-" he said.
She turned away from him, drying
her eyes Then presently their beauty
shone upon me-
Grace au ciel!" she exclaimed, a
great joy in her eyes and voice. 1T is
M'sieur Bell ister-baroness-it is
M'sieur Bell"
| advanced to meet her, and took her
hand, kissing it reverently. She COW
cred her face, her hand upon my shoul
der, and wept in silence. If it meant
my death, | should die thanking God
| knew, or thought | knew, that she
loved me.
"Ah, yes; it is M'sieur Bell-poor
fellow" said Louison, coming quickly
to me. And you, my dear, you are
Ma'm'selle Louise"
She spoke quickly in French, as if
quite out of patience with the poor di-
plomacy of her sister.
Il knew it was you, for saw the
emerald on your finger" she added,
turning to me, "but | could not tell
her,"