The Black Hills union and western stock review. [volume] (Rapid City, S.D.) 1904-19??, 1911-05-12
No. mademoiselle, he burned it."

No. mademoiselle, he burned it."
NJ Baburon remembered the lette,
thrown into the Are by Albert on the
Tuesday afternoon. 1t could only
have been the one Claire had sent
aim. It was to her, then, that The
words. SHE cannot resist me- All
Piled He understood, now, the action
and the remark.
Can you understand, mademoi-
selle." he next asked. how NJ. de
Commarin could lead justice astray
and expose me TO committing most
depiorable error. when it would have
been SO easy to have told me all this?'
1t seems to me. sir, that an houor-
able man cannot confess that he has
obtained secret interview from 4
lady, until he has full permits; ion from
her to do SO. He ought to risk his
life sooner than the honor Of her who
has trusted in him; but, be assured
Albert relied on me-"
There was nothing to reply to this;
and the sentiments expressed by Mad
emoiselle d'Arlange gave a meaning
Il, one of Alberta replies in the ex.
animation.
This is not all yet, mademoiselle.'
continued the magistrate; "all thai
you have told me here, you must re
peat in my Office, at the Palais dc
Justice. My clerk will take down you,
testimony, and you must sign it. This
proceeding will be painful TO you; blu
it is a necessary formality''
"Ah, sir. will do so with pleasure
She arose from her seat, readjustlnf
her cloak and the strings of her bon
net.
Is it necessary" she asked, that
should await the return of the police
agents who are examining the wall?'
ut Is needless, mademoiselle.''
Then" she continued, in a swee
voice, Il can only beseech you,'' she
clasped her hands, "conjure you," hel
eyes implored, to let Albert out O.
prison."
He shall be liberated as soon a.
possible; give you my word"
"Oh, to-day, dear M. Daburon, to-
day, I beg of you, now, at once! Since
he is innocent, be kind, for you arr
our friend"
THAT which you ask Of me is i'm
possible. madenoiselle," said he, il
an almost inaudible voice, "impracti
cable. upon my honor. All, If it de
pended upon me alone, l could not
even were he guilty, see you weep
and resist!''
The magistrate rose to see her t.
the door; but she had already disap
peared.
NJ. Daburon had been surprised a
Claire's visit. M. de Commarin wa.
still more so, when his valet whispered
to him that Mademoiselle d'Arlange
desired moments conversation will
him.
He hesitated TO receive her, fearing
q painful and disagreeable scene
What could she want with him?. Tt
inquire about Albert, of course. Ant
what could he reply? She would prob
ably have some nervous attack OF
other; and he would be thoroughly
upset. However, he thought Of how
much she must have suffered; and b,
pitied her.
AS soon as he appeared, Claire sa
luted him with one of those graceful
yet highly dignifed bows, which dis
tinguished the Marchioness d'Arlange
Sir" she began.
"You come, do you not, my poo
child, to obtain news of the unhapp,
boy?' asked M. de Commarin.
"No, sir" replied the young girl
II come, on the contrary, to brin,
you news. Albert is innocent"
The count looked at her most at
tentively, persuaded that grief ha,
affected her reason: but in that cas-
Ter madness was very quiet.
II never doubted it," continued
Claire; "but now have the most pos
tive proof"
Are you quite sure Of what yo1
are saying?" inquired the count. who's
eyes betrayed his doubt.
81 state NOTHING uhich is not Of tn
utmost accuracy" she replied, "ant
easily proved. l have just come from
M. Daburon, the Investigating magis
trate, who is one of my gran mother,
friends; and, after what l told him
he is convinced that Albert Il limo
cent"
(To be continued.)