Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-11-17

0s he glanced at 1t.
 barrel was fastened by the stock to his stirrup. while the muzzle stuck up | into the air behind him. The rider, | having satisfied himself as to the house, sprang lightly out of his saddle and, disengaging his gun. pushed his way unconcernedly through the gaping crowd and knocked loudly at the door. "Who is he, then?" asked De Catinat. "A Canadian? I am almost one my self. I had as many friends on one side of the sea as on the other"
 Nay, he is from the English prov inces, .Amory. But he speaks our tongue. His mother was of our blood"
 And his name?"
 "Is sAmos-Amos-ah, those names. Yes, Green, that was it, Amos Green. His father and mine have done much trade together, and now his son, who, as l understand, has lived ever in the woods, is sent here to see something of men and cities"
 The stranger entered and, having bowed to Adele, said to her compan- ion. Do I speak with my fathers friend, M. Catinat?"
 "No, monsieur" said the guardsman from the staircase. my uncle is out but I am Captain de Catlnat, at your service, and here is Mile. Catinat, who is your hostess"
 T am sorry my father Is not here to welcome you. monsieur" she said; but I do so very heartily in his place. Your room is above. Pierre will show it te you, if you wish"
 My room? For what?"
 "why. monsieur. to sleep in"
 And must sleep in a room?"
 De Catinat laughed at the gloomy face of the American. "You shall not sleep there if you do not wish," said be
 The other frightened at once. and stepped across to the farther window. which looked down upon the courtyard. An" he cried. There is a Seech tree there, mademoiselle. and if I might take my blanket out wonder I should like 1t better than any room"
 You are not from . town, then;" said De Catinat"
 My father lives in New York, two doors from the house of Peter Stuy- vesant, of whom you must have heard. He is a very hardy man and he can do it, but I-even few days of Albany or Schenectady are enough for me. My life has been in the woods"
 q am sure that my father would wish you to sleep where you like and 10 do what you like.
 T thank you. mademoiseiie. Then I lhall take my things out there, and I ihall groom my horse"
 '1 will cosie with you." said De Cati- nat. ''for would have a word with rou. Until tomorrow. then. Adele, fare well-'
 The two young men passed down. Itairs together. and the glardsman fol. lowed the American out into the yard.
 "You have had a long journey" he said Are you tiredY'
 '.No: am seldom tired"
 Remain with the lady. then. until Der father comes back. I have to go. and she might need protector" CHAPTER IT.
 VT was the morning after the euardsman had returned to his
 duties. Eight o'clock had struck
 on the great clock of Versailles. and it was almost time for the mon arch to rise Servants. with clothes thrown over their arms. hustled down the passage which led to the ante chamber. The young oficer. who had been looking wistfuIly out of the win dow at some courtiers who were laugh ing and chatting on the terraces. turn cd sharply upon his heel and strode over to the white and gold door of the royal bedroom.
 He had hardly t1ken his stand there before the handle was very gently turned from within. the door revolvei