Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1906-05-23

Made moisel1e uttered = low moan,
and turned to support her, thinking
each second to nee her fall. But with
q sudden movement she Strengthened
herself, and, slipping by me, with: eyes
which seemed to see & nothing, she
started swiftly down the walk towards
the meadow gate. 10. :G: !. .5:s$zI: II.s
4 ran after her. but, taken by SUR
prise as Twas. it was only by great
effort that ! reached the gate before
her, and, thrusting myself in the road,
barred the way .tI.et ME pass!" she
painted fiercely, striving to thrust me
on one side. "Out of my way, Sir!
am going to the village" ..4I
"You are not going to the village
said sternly. Go back to the house,
Madenaoiselle. and at once =: III
'.Mysservant!" she walled. !. Let me
go! Oh, let me go! Do you. think i
can rest here while they torture him?
He cannot speak, and they-they---''' 81
eco back, Mademoiselle," -, 1 said, cut.
ting her short, with decision '*You
would. only make matters worse! I
will 80. myself, and what one man can
do against many, will! Louis, give
your mistress your arm and take her
to- the house. Take her to madam, !,
But you will .go?' she cried Before
/ could stay her-I swear I would have
done so II could-she raised my hand
and carried it to her trembling lips.
You will go! Go and stop them!
Stop them," she continued, In a tone
which stirred my heart, "and Heaven
reward you, Monsieur, ......-: ~:
Ibid not answer; nor did / once look
back, as crossed the meadow; but I
did not look forward either. Doubtless
1t was grass I trod; doubtless the
wood was before me with the sun
shining as]ant on it, and behind nc
the house with fame here and there
on the windows; with racing pulse
IN a glow from head to heel; conscious
of nothing but the touch of maden,ci-
selle's warm lips, seeing neither
meadows nor house, nor even the dark
fringe of wood before me. but only
mademoiselle's passionate face. For
the moment was drunk: drunk with
that to which had been so long a
stranger, with that which a man NAV
scorn for years, to find it at last be-
You'd his reach-drunk with the touch
of a good woman's lips.
I passed the bridge IN this state; and
my feet were among the brushwood
before the heat and fever in which
I moved found on a sudden their d.
rection. Something began to penetrate
to my yelled senses-a hoarse inarticu-
late cry, now deep, now shrilling hor-
rlbly, which seemed to fill the wood.
1t came at intervals of half minute OF
SO and made the flesh creep, it was so
full OF dumb pain, of impotent wrest>
ling of unspeakable agony. l am a
man and have seen things. I saw the
Concini beheaded and Chalais ten years
later-they gave him 81 blows; and
When was boy l escaped from the
college and viewed from a great dis
lance Ravaillac torn by horses-tha:
was in the year ten. But the horrthlo
cries now heard filled me, perhaps be.
cause was alone and fresh from the
sight Of 1nademoiselle, with loathing
that was intense The very wood,
though the sun wanted an hour of set
ting, seemed to grow dark. ran OH
through it, cursirg, until the novels
of the village at length came in sight
Again the shrek rose, a pulsing her
ror and this time could hear the lash
fall on the sodden flesh, / could see in
fancy the strong man. trembling, quiv-
ering. straining against his bonds
And then. in moment, I was in the
street and. as the scream once more
tore the air dashed round the corner
by the inn and came upon them.