The Spanish Fork press. [volume] (Spanish Fork, Utah) 1902-current, 1906-02-22

us raiser declared Margot !. (
getting everything like habitns,
spect.
ut is not Etienne retorted
you are liar when you saw -,
wise"
Jean, with paling face, his bp,,
eyes fastened upon his broa
seemed stunned.
"It ia not" Etienne repeated
vehemently. "as Pere Huot coula ~
you, If you asked him. Nv mo-,
the late baronne. died but three :. ~
ago, in, | regret to say. a rnadbos e.
at Paris. But mad, or sane. sbo y f
the baronne, and that other won. T.
the mother of your young wheln A.. +
was no wife of my fathers az Il
must now admit The church W..
never recognize fer az his wlfs n
being a true Catholic, and no nv.
performing the marriage ceren0. u
between him and that cursed HnS f
not"
Etienne uttered an epithet too II
for repetition--an epithet that stnu
to madness the listening boy. vIE
with Cry of rage, such as nil
come from new Cain Weakened +
life, snatched dagger from a bri,.
brac strewn upon nearby table, III
springing upon Etienne, drove M
rusted blade into his side.
The slight form reeled and fell
crumpled heap, upon the floor Will
Margot, with shrek that brous.I
the soldier flying from his post
the hall, fell upon her knees, AL
tried, with her apron, to stanch NJ
flowing blood.
Jean had turned to flee; but an lid
grip on his shoulder held him, ar|
looking up, he fell to trembling al
shivering, as he met the stern eyes
his friend, looking as he had neyj
before seen them.
Where would you go?" inquired
low voice, whose measured caIj
matched the look of the eyes.
The boy stood silent.
The lieutenant, still holding hi,
fast, moved to where Margot and d
soldier were kneeling beside Etienn
and Jean met the wild-eyed regard
the wounded man, from whose whit
lips now poured flood of profaLlt
mingled with threats of vengean,
against the boy, whom he ordered
| leave the apartment.
The lieutenant turned away with
scornful laugh, half-suppressed, b
which Jean heard; and, taking hea
the lad looked beseechingly upwa
as if asking pardon for his mad act
"Come away-come away, my
Soto" whispered the officer; a
bending he kissed the tear-wet che
He has venomous nature, truly, a
one cannot be greatly blamed
treating a dog as he deserves"
Then, gathering up the papers
which he had been looking, he thrV
them into his pocket, and motion
| Jean to follow him from the room.
Here Margot joined them, on
| way to summon Tatro, that he mil
assist the soldier in getting Etier
to his own apartments.
Early next morning the househ
was astir-all save Etienne, who,
though his wound proved to be
slight, kept to his bed, with Tatro
attendance; and before noon all
| these two had left the chateau a
set out upon their various route!
Margot with Jean and Perry; for T
lon, in company with the soldier G
loire, sent by the lieutenant to csc
| them.
At a fork in the highway, wit
their roads parted, Jean turned in
saddle to look after the slender
ure riding away at the head of
| men.
Turning his head, as If he felt I
boys longing eyes, the lieutens
smiled and waved his hand TIL
putting spurs to his horse, he 70
swiftly from sight, followed by his 5
diers.
After last backward look towa
the vacant space that had held
one he loved best on earth, Je
started his horse onward, to overta
the numbering vehicle, driven
Pierre, and containing Margot and
the travellers belongings.
Ito be continued.)