The Sisseton weekly standard. (Sisseton, Roberts County, S.D.) 1892-1929, 1907-07-12
CHAPTER xI.-(CoNrrsuEp.)

CHAPTER XI.-(CoNT1NuEp)
"Charles!" cried his sister, breaking
away from him and appealing to her
husband, "who ARE these men,? What
are they here fore"
He gave her no aStswer.
Louis ]Trudaine,f said Lomaque,
slowly drawing the order from his
pocket, "1n the name Y the Republic
Rose. come back" cries. Trudaine.
1t was too late; she had broken from
him, and in the recklessness of terror
had seized her husband by the arm.
Save him!" she cried. "Save him,
by all you hold dearest in the world!
You are that mans superior, Charles
order him from the room"
Danville roughly shook her hand off
his arm.
"Lomaque Is doing his duty. Yes"
he added with a glance of malicious tri-
umph at Trudaine-"Yes, doing his
duty. Look at me as you please-your
looks Won't move me-. I denounced you!
I admit 1T glory in 1t. I have rid
myself Of an enemy. and the State of a
bad citizen. Remember your secret
visit to the house In the Rue de Clery"
His wife uttered a cry of horror. She
seized his arm again with both hands
frail. trembling hands-that seemed
suddenly nerved with all the strength
of a mans.
"Come here-come here! l must and
will speak to you!"
She dragged him by main force a
few PAGES back. towards an u%noccupied
corner of the room. With deathly
cheeks and wild.eyes she raised herself
on tiptoe. ,and put her lips to her hus-
bands ear. At that instant Trudaine
called to her:
Rose, IL you speak I am lost"
She stopped at the sound Of his voice.
dropped her hold on her husbands arm.
and faced her brother. s%huddering.
Rose" he continued, you have
promised, and your promise is sacred.
IL you prize your honor. If you love me,
come here-come here, and be silent"
He held out his hand. She ran to
him; and laying her head on his bosom
AAASO - AooiO " ChIo
Danville turned ~uneasily towards the
police agents. Remove your prisoner"
he said. "You have done your duty
here"
"Only half of it," retorted Lomaque,
Dying him attentively. Rose Dan
Vile"
"My wife!" exclaimed the other.
What about my wife?"
Rose Danville," continued Lomaque,
impassibly. you are included in the
arrest of Louis Trudaine."
Rose raised her head quickly from
her brothers breast. His firmness had
deserted him-he was trembling. She
heard him Whispering to himself,
Rose, too! Oh. my God! I was not pre-
pared for that" She heard these words,
and dashed the tears from her eyes.
and kissed him, saying:
II am glad of 1t, Louis. We risked
all together-we shall now suffer to-
gether. l am glad OF it,"
Danville looked incredulously at Lo-
maque, after the first shock Of aston
lshment was over.
"Impossible!" he exclaimed. II never
denounced my wife. There is some mis-
"Stlence" retorted Lomaque, imperi-
ously. "Silence, citizen, and respect
to a decree of the Republic!"
"You blackguard! show me the arrest
ORDER" said Danville. "Who has dared
to denounce my wife,"
"You have" said Lomaque, turning
on him with a grin Of contempt. "You
and BLACKBOARD back In your teeth!
You, in d%enouncing her brother! Aha!
we work hard in u office: we don't
waste time in calling names-we make
discoveries. II Trudaine is guilty, your
wife is implicated in his guilt. We
know 1t: and we arrest her"
II resist the arrest!" cried Danville.
" am the authority here. Who opposes
me?"
The impossible chief agent made no
answer. Some new noise in the street
struck his quick ear. He ran to the
window and looked out eagerly.
'"Who opposes me?" reiterated Dan
Vile.
"Hark" exclaimed Lomaque. raising
his hand. Silence, and listen!"
The heavy, dull tramp of men march
Ing became audible as he spoke. Voices
humming low and in unison the Mar
s~eillaise hymn. Joined solemnly with
the heavy. regular footballs. Soon the
flare Of torchlight began to glimmer
redder and redder under the dim star
light sky.
"Do you hear that? Do you see the
advancing torchlight?" cried Lomaque.
pointing %exultingly into the street. RE
spect to the national hymn, and to the
man who holds In tae hollow of his
hand the destinies of all France. Hat
OF, Citizen Danville! Robespierre is in
the street. His bodyguard, the Hard
hitters. are lighting him on his way to
the Jacobin club! Who shall oppose
you. did you say? Your master and
mine; the man whose signature is at
the bottom of this order-the man who
with q scratch of his pen can send both
heads rolling together into the sack
Of the guillotine! Shall I call to him as