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hall and up a narrow stair. unloeked
another door. and ushered me into
dimly on Q table. By its light I could
see that tho room was Of some sise
and richly furnished and through an
open doorway I caught a faint glimpse
Of other apartments beyond.
"There!" exclaimed Richelieu. with
q sigh OF relief. we are SAFE" and he
flung his cloak and hal into q corner
and dropped into q chair, motioning me
to do likewise. "As you doubtless
know, 1t Is sometimes desirable to be
thought at homo when one is really
abroad. and that was the case this eve-
me enter. hence / was here all the while
and could have a no hand in what
ever happened In the meantime. But.
man, are you wounded?" he asked.
suddenly. observing, as I removed my
cloak. The blood stained handkerchief
about my arm.
only a scratch. monsieur" an
swered. "A little water and a clean
rag Will repair the damage"
He was on his feet in an instant and
IN a few minutes the wound was washed
and bound up. so that it gave me no
further concern n indeed need not
again be mentioned.
AHeie VIII soon DC need OF long
swords and strong arms such as yours"
observed the duke, settling down again
lilto his chair. lee Ill. "a. ,.u
as he spoke he poured out a glass of
wine from a bottle which stood on the
lable at his elbow. "'Twll do you good.
: would not have anything happen to
impair that arm Of yours, for, as l saw
tonlght. 1t knows how to WELD a sword
W some lAow lln, pascal,
and he looked at me with an express
SION of kindly interest. 1T seems iA..rd-
~ possible that you can be little Jean
de Brancas. Of Poitiers.''
He smiled as he saw my eyes widen
IN questioning amazement.
"Ah. yes, I had forgotten, he said.
You do not yet know how I guessed
you We're from Poitiers. l will tell you
a little story which may explain it.
some Six or seven years ago there was
q boy who was in Disgrace He paused
q moment and smiled to himself, as at
the memory of some boyish prank. $50
1t was decided that he should be sent
TO the Chateau d'Oleron for a time. to
get the sea air and incidentally to think
over his sins. He set out from Paris
IN q great coach. with no companion
might be no scandal the trip was to
De made incognito. They had horrible
weather. the rain falling incessantly.
and by the time hey reached Poitiers
Tue Claim was swollen to a torrent.
They werc told that the river could
SO they drove to the place pointed out
TO them and the coachman whipped the
horses into the water. In q moment.
as 1T seemed to tho boy within, the
horses were beyond their depth and
the coach was lifted from the bot.
tom and swept OF down the stream.
1t seems that they had attempted to
ford In the wrong place."
Yes, yes" I umrmured, II begin to
understand"
Let me finish my story" and Richie
lieu stood beside me and placed his
hand upon my shoulder. The driver
was SO terrified that he dropped the
relns. The tutor seemed paralyzed with
fright. The boy was struggling vainly
TO open the door and get out OF the
carriage. when he heard a cry Of en-
couragement, and looking through the
, window he saw another boy, two or
three years younger han himself. This
boy a on a horse. which he was
!, forcing through the water. In q mo-
ment he was at the head of one of the
turning his own horse across the
stream, compelled the others to fol-
low. Almost before those within real
ized his purpose the horses reached
; hrm ground and pulled the coach out
; atfer .hem upon the other bank"
silenced me with q gesture.
The hoy III the carriage opened the
door and leaped out" he Continued.
; II ran to the other boy and caueht
his hand.
bravely donel' he cried. i
,, knew no one else who would have
: dared IT.
3 3 But the boy on horseback mere,,
> smiled.
: 1T was a little thing to do. h.
said. and h other boy noticed that
he was plainly dressed.
Blu you shall be rewarded ana he
= pulled his purse from his pocket.
The boy on horseback grew yery
red and drew himself up proudly.
You mistake me, MONSIEUR Id
said. I do not want your money
The other boy grew red also at thai
: ana put back his purse.
AT least. tell me your name.s Id
r name.' S~
9 And the boy on horseback smiled
again.
5 my name Is Jean de Brancas.. h.
: said. and tho other boy could see tha1
. he was proud OF the name. And mn
then his tutor came and separated
them. but as the coach drove away Id
leaned far out Of the window M
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