Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1907-08-15
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CT it. Suddenly the bolts were drawn
! back, the key turned in the lock, and
| he found himself standing face to face
with the hunchback and one Of his sub
| ordinate attendants.
Look" muttered this last man, sulk-
| lily, there they are, safe in their cell,
| just as I said; but tell you again they
are not down in the list. What do you
mean by bullying me about not chalk
ing their door last night, along with
the rest? Catch me doing your work
| for you again. when you're too drunk
to do it yourselfp'
Hold your tongue, and let me have
another look at the list" returned the
hunchback, turning away from the cell
door, and snatching a slip OF paper
from the others hand. "The devil take
ne if can make head or tail Of it!' he
exclaimed scratching his head, after
a careful examination of the list. i
could swear that l read over their
names at the CRATE yesterday afternoon,
with my own lips; and yet, look as long
as I may, I certainly can't find them
written down here. Give us a pinch,
| friend. Am I awake or dreaming?
drunk or sober this morning."
Sober, I hope" said a quiet voice at
his elbow. ct have just looked in to
see how you are after yesterday"
How 1 am, Citizen Lomaque? Petri-
fed with establishment. You yourself
took charge of that man and woman
for me, in the waiting room yesterday
morning: and as for myself, | could
swear to having read their names at the
CRATE yesterday afternoon. Yet this
morning there are no such things as
these said names to be found in the
list. What do you think of that?"
And what do you think" interrupt
ed the aggrieved subordinate, "of his
having the lmpudence to bully me for
being careless in chalking the doors,
| when he was too drunk to do it himself?
too drunk to know his right hand
from his left! If wasn't the best ma
tured man in the world, I should re-
port him to the head gaoler."
quite right of you to excuse him,
and quite wrong of him to bully you,'
said Lomaque, persuasively. "Take my
advice" he continued confidentiaily to
the hunchback, land don't trust too i'm
plicitly to that slippery memory of
yours, after our little drinking bout
yesterday. You could not really have
read their names at the CRATE, you
know, or of course they would be down
on the list AS for the waiting room at
the tribunal. word in your ear: chief
agents of police know strange secrets.
The president Of the court condemns
and pardons in public; but there is
somebody else, with the power OF ten
thousand presidents, who now and then
fcondemns and pardons in private. You
can guess who. / say no more, except
that 1 recommend you to keep your
head on your shoulders, by troubling
it about nothing but the list there in
your hand. Stick to that literally, and
nobody can blame you. Make a fuss
about mysteries that don't concern you,
and"
Lomaque stopped, and holding his
hand edgewise, let it drop significantly
over the hunchback's head. The action,
and the hints which preceded it, seemed
to bewilder the little man more than
ever. He stared perplexedly at Lo-
maque; uttered A word or two of rough
apology to his subordinate, and rolling
his misshapen head portentously
walked away with the deathlist crum-
pied up nervously in his hand.
II should like to have sight of them,
and see if they really are the same
man and woman whom l looked after
yesterday morning in the waiting
ROOM" said Lomaque, putting his hand
on the cell door, just as the deputy
jailer was about to close it again.
Look in, by all MEANS" said the
man. mo doubt you will find that
drunken BOBBY as wrong in what he
told you about them as he is about ev-
erything else"
Lomaque made use of the privilege
granted to him Immediately. He saw
Trudaine sitting with his sister in the
corner of the cell farthest from the
door, evidently for the purpose of pre-
venting her from overhearing the con-
versation outside. There was an unset
tied look, however, in her eyes, slow
ly heightening color in her cheeks,
which showed her to be at least vague
ly aware that something unusual had
been taking place in the corridor.
Lomaque beckoned to Trudaine to
leave her, and whispered to him: "The
prescription has worked we'll. You are
safe for to-day. Break the news to your
sister, as gently as you can. Danville"
he stopped and listened till he salts
fed himself, by the sound of the depu-
ty-gaoler's footsteps, that the man was
lounging toward the farther end of the
corridor "Danville," he resumed, aft
er having mixed with the people out
side the CRATE yesterday, and having
heard your names read, was arrested IN
the evening by secret order from Robes
pierre, and sent to the Temple. What
charge will be laid to him, or when he
will be brought to trial, it is impossl-
BILE to say I only know that he is ar
rested. Hush! don't talk now; my
friend outside is coming back. Keep
quiet-hope everything from the chanc-
es and changes of public affairs; and
comfort yourself with the thought that
you are both safe for to-day"
"And tomorrow" whispered Tru-
dame
Don't think of tomorrow" re-
turned Lomaque, turning away hur-
riedly to the door. LET tomorrow take
care of ITSELF