Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1906-02-28

the gloom, and in hand-turn dozen
of the cardinals guard closed round
had some acquaintance with the
officer in command and he saluted mo
civilly. "This is bad business, M. de
Berault," he said. "The man is dead
! they tell me-"
Neither dying nor dead" I an
swered lightly. IF that be all, you
may go home again.
with you," he replied with a grin,
i certainly. And as it rains, the soon
er the better. must ask you for your
sword, am afraid"
"Take It," said, with the philoso-
=, ply which never deserts me. "But the
/ man will not die"
Il hope that may avail you," he
answered in tone did not like. LEFT
wheel, my friends! To the Chatelet!
March,"
There are worse Places" I said,
and resigned myself to fate. After all,
had been in prison before, and
learned that only one jail let's no pris-
oner escape.
But when I found that my friends
orders were to hand me over to the
, watch, and that l was to be confined
like any common jail-bird caught cut
ting purse or Sitting throat, con-
TESS my heart sank. II could get
speech with the cardinal, all would
be we'll; but If failed. in this, or. if the
case came before him in strange guise,
or he were in a hard mood himself,
then it might go ill with me. The
edict said, death!
And the lieutenant at the Chatelet
did rot put himself to much trouble
to hearten me. *'What! again, M. de
Berault?" he said, raising his eye
brows as he received me at the gate,
, and recognized me by the light of
the brazier which his men were just
kindling outside. "You are a very bold
man, Sir, or very foolhardy one. to
come here again. The old business,
suppose?"
Eyes, but he is not dead" an
swered coolly. "He has trifle-a mere
scratch. It was behind the church of
st. jacques"
"He looked dead enough" my friend
the guardsman interposed. He had not
yet gone.
BAH" I answered scornfully. "Have
you ever known me to make mis-
take? When kill man, I kill him.
put myself to pains, tell you, not
to kill this Englishman.. Therefore he
will live"
II hope so," said the lieutenant,
with dry smile. "And you had bet
ter hope so, too, NJ. de Bcrault. For If
not
,**Well?' said, somewhat troubled.
IF not, what, my friend?"
II fear he will be the last man you
will fight" he answered. 'And even
if he lives, I would not be too sure,
my friend. This time the cardinal is
determined to put it down."
"He and are old friends I said
confidently.
$50 have heard" he answered, with
short laugh. II think the same was
said of Chalais. I do not remember
that 1t saved his head.
This was not reassuring. But worse
was to come Early in the morning
orders were received that should be
treated with especial strictness, and
I was given the choice between irons
and one of the cells below level
! Choosing the latter, I was left to re-
fleet upon many things; among 9TH
ers, on the queer and uncertain ma
ture of the cardinal, who loved,
knew, to play with man as a cat
) with a mouse; and On the i'll effects
which sometimes attend high chest
only rescued myself at last from these
and other unpleasant reflections by
obtaining the loan of pair of dice;
and the light being just enough to
enable me to reckon the throws,
, amused myself for hours by casting
them on certain principles of my own.
But long run again and again upset
my calculations; and at last brought
me to the conclusion that a run of bad
luck may be so persistent as to see
out the most sagacious player. This
was not reflection very welcome to
|; me at the moment
Nevertheless, for three days it was
all the company had. At the end of
that time the knave of jailer who
! attended me, and who had never grown
. tired of telling me, after the fashion of
his kind, that should be hanged,
! came to me with a less assured air.
Perhaps you would like little
! water?' he said ciyilly.
why, rascal?" I asked.
''To wash WITH" he answered.
81 asked for some yesterday, and
you would not bring it, grumbled.
However, better late than never.
| Bring it now. fl must hang, will
hang like a gentleman But, depend
upon it, the cardinal will not serve
an old friend so scurvy trick"
'"YOu are to go to him." he an
! swered, when he came back with the
water.
What? To the cardinal?" I cried.
eyes," he answered.
"GOOd!" I exclaimed; and in my Joy
I sprang up at once, and began to
! refresh my dress. $50 all this time
Il have been doing him an injustice
Vive Monseigneur! might have
known it,
! Don't make too sure!" the man
answered spitefully. Then he went on:
II have something else for you. A
friend of yours left it at the gate,' -