The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1912-02-22
CHAPTER XIV.
R1cuEr1Eu srANps HIS GRoUND.

i Knew mat L nau 10 llulo " loSS,
and 1 hurried along the quay as rap
idly as the crowd would permit, hop
ing to arrive at the Hotel de Richelieu
before the duke left the house. The
half hour was striking as | reached
my destination, entered the court, and
Knocked at the door. 1t was Jacques
Who opened.
rs Richelieu here?" 1 asked, spring
ing across the Threshold n notion
ing him to har the door after me, for
at every / was expecting to
feel upon my shoulder the hand of one
of Hepault's agents.
IN. lie Due left the house not 10 min
utes since,' answered Jacques.
And where did he go?"
Il do not know, monsieur"
Was there a note left here for him
today
Yes, MONSIEUR. A small perfumed
note"
And you gave it to Richelieu?"
Not half an o ago"
WHO delivered the note?"
- man in the livery Of the regents
household, monsieur"
1 groaned aloud. Tt was hen as I
had expected. The livery of the re-
gents household was Of course at the
service of Herault. I was for a mo-
ment stunned.
m. de Due was greatly chagrined at
not finding you here, monsieur" con-
OlIlutt JuCQueS. L tOlu MIN mat you
had attended the theater last night and
had not returned. But monsieur is
dripping wet" he cried In astonishment,
as l advanced into the circle of light
cast by the hall lamp.
Yes l said, looking somewhat rue
fully at the iii of my best suit, IT
have just come out of the Seine, and
it is not pleasant running through the
streets in wet garments on q December
night. | must have a change of clothes
at once. If We are prompt l may yet
save Richelieu."
He is in danger, then, monsieur? '
IN the greatest danger" 1 answered..
Come"
We ran up the stairs, and with that
promptness which 1 had already so
greatly admired, Jacques produced g.
suit of clothing. In five minutes / was
ready for the street, and s%natching up
a sword, descended the staircase three
steps at a time. AS I passed through
the hall l glanced at the clock and saw
that l had yet 20 minutes in which to
reach the Rue Jean Tison. The rem
devious was for 10 o'clock.
1 crossed the Pont Royal, and turning
down the Quai des Galleries du
Louvre, as Xix ely to be least crowded,
passed the Port st. Nicholas at a run,
and came to the Rue DIES Poulies. This
led me to the Rue Bailleul, which I
remembered only too well, and in a
moment l was at the Rue Jean Tison.
The end of the street was blocked by a
house, through which q large gateway
was pierced, n 1 passed through this
and raped at the door Of the third
house on the right. AS I did so I heard
10 o'clock striking from st. Honore.
Some one fumbled at the bolts WITHIN,
and the door opened. A noise at the
end of the street caught my ear and L
paused an instant on the threshold. AS
l ooked back, l saw approaching from
either direction a company of mounted
guards, their arms clanking and the
boots of their horses awakening a.
thousand echoes.
Bar the door quickly!" I said to the
old woman who stood within holding a
candle. Where are Richelieu and the
ladies?"
"On the floor above, monsieur"
Without waiting for another word, I
sprang up the stairs and flung open
the first door 1 came to. BY the dim
light 1 saw Richelieu holding Mile. de
Valois in his arms. She uttered a.
startled exclamation as I entered, and
drew away from him.
M. le Due" cried, I'VE have not a
moment to lose! There are 40 guards
at the door. We much go. and quick
Upon my soul it is de B~rancas!" ex-
claimed Richelieu. And where have
you been all day, my friend?"
III lol sup lOT questioning, i Deg
of you I painted. 'Is there n other
way out of this house?"
II do not know. I will see," and the
princess ran to the door, where we
heard her rapidly i~nterrogating the old
woman. At that moment a ~thunderous
knock sounded on the doo below and
echoed through the house.
"Oh, monsieur, what Is h~appening?'
cried a voice which made me start. lis
this another trap?"
TT looks very much like it, Mile,
Dacour," replied Richelieu, gloomily,
and turned towards the door with
frowning face.
There was a second knock louder
than the first, which shook the house
and made the windows rattle.
open or we will force an entranceI"
cried a voice outside.
There was an instant's silence, and
the princess came back to us, her face
white with fear.
There is no way OF getting out ex-
cept by the door below she faltered.
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