The Morris County chronicle. [volume] (Morristown, N.J.) 1877-1915, 1908-05-05
CHAPTER XIV.
Continued.


was slowly taking possession of him.
If Battiste was condemned, whom he
knew to be innocent, what would be
the duty of this girl? Should he be
called upon to place in her handA
the instrument of a power of tho
origin of which he knew nothing
Was that power of heaven or hades?
He knew not. A terrible confiic.
ragged within him. What should he
do? There was a fierce temptation
to destroy the fatal little talisman
that she had placed in his hands;
but was he justified in doing so? He
had an indescribable horror of allow
ing hep to exercise this power, but
for this scruple must an innocent
man die?
He looked down on her, on this
soft, lovely maiden, and mad long
ing came over him to seize her in his
arms and fee with her from this
dark, ill-omened place, to place her
in safety, and shelter her in his lov-
ing arms from the evil of the world,
and the terror of the gift she had
AAhCAAtOA Win ACI DlOOu.
He walked up and down the room
almost needless as to Antoinettes
sleep. Time passed on. The sunset
died away, and the quick gray twi-
light covered the world and filled the
room. He could no longer see An
toinette's face; only the still outline
OF her figure softly breathing Then
he heard sounds outside, the echo of
many feet, and the old clock in the
Ian trembled out its faint strokes.
1t was eight o'clock; they had
come to carry away all that was left
on earth of Antoinette's father.
NO one disturbed them. Doubtless
the kind-hearted women told the
Mayor that the young orphan was
still asleep, and that her fiance was
watching her, and he would let no
one intrude. He had sympathetic
nature. He felt that If the noise of
their movements should awaken the
sleeping girl, that nothing would SO
soften the anguish of that awakening
as the presence of her lover; and
with quiet, silent order the sad little
ceremony went on. The curious
crowd, which had gathered to cape
and stare, by the quiet authority of
the Mayor and the Cure resolved it.
self into procession. AS they
moved away, bearing their burden in
the midst of them, the Cure began to
chant the de Profundis." Arthur
heard the words as the chanting died
away in the distance, and he also re-
peated them.
Presently Nanon came in with a
light. The poor old woman was hard
ly recognizable, her face was so dis
figured by crying. She looked so
old and worn, her white Golf was all
awry, and her grey hairs escaping
under it.
"Ah! my poor Monsieur" she said.
"She still sleeps, my lamb. my
precious one; but she will awaken
soon Alas! if enc could sleep away
the griefs of earth, one would not
ask for Heaven. But l came to tell
you that Monsieur Tasset left mes
sage for you. He said he would come
back to see you, and Monsieur lie
Cure, both. They said they could
not go away happy tonight before
they heard how our poor demoiselle
woke up, and how she was. So you
see, Monsieur, 1 got Catherine to do
little cooking for me, and there will
be something to eat, for one must
eat, even though it may be the last
day itself. All! my sweet, my pretty
one," looking down ON Antoinette,
"the longer thou sleepest the bet
ter"
The poor old woman fingered
about, evidently longing, not daring,
to ask something. At last she got it
out.
IF might ask, Monsieur, if Bat
tiste will be home tonight? He does
not eat much, as you know, still a
chestnut soup is always comforting
after a troubled day. But if he will
come tonight"
mot tonight, Nanon," said Ar
thur, with feeling of choking in his
throat. "The business is not over
yet"
do they still say he did it?" she
asked, twisting her apron round her
hands.
Some do; but, Nanon," and he
stepped forward and took her hands,
"all that man can do l promise you
will do to save your husband"
God will reward you," she said.
"Well, well, it is the first time he
has ever been away from me since
we were married; but what an old
fool i am to care so much for only
one night. l must go and see about
the supper" and she went away NUT
tering her words, "Oui dame; one
must eat though the last day be at
hand"
The time passed away. Presently
little knock at the door announced
the return of the guests. Arthur
rose and went to them, They sat in
sort of ante-chamber communicate
Ing with the room in which Antoin-
cite lay. Old Nanon had prepared
food there, and they all sat down and
ate. Arthur left the door between
the two apartments a little ajar, that
he might hear the sound of moving
II she was to awaken Not to dis
turb her rest they moved quietly and
spoke in low voices.
The Cure sat opposite to Arthur.
He had gentle, pleasant face, with
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