The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-07-06

] fatigue. Myself and Planchet. That is l all that such simple expedition as l this reaUires.'
 To'this Athos replied quietly:
 Consider, D'Artagnan, Bethune is a city at which the cardinal has ap- l pointed to meet milady. If you had only to deal with four men, D'Arta- gnan, would allow you to go alone. You have to do with that woman. We will go."
 On the evening of the 25th as they were entering Arras and as D,Arta- gnan was dismounting at the inn of ] the Golden Candlestick to drink a {; glass of wine horseman came out of the posting yard, where he had just had relay, starting off at gallop and with a fresh horse and taking the road to Paris. At the moment he was passing through the gateway into the street the wind blew open the cloak in which he was enveloped, although it was the month of August, and lift ed his hat, which the traveller seized j with his hand at the moment it had left his head and pulled it down eager ly over his eyes.
 D'Artagnan, who had his eyes fixed upon this man, became very pale and ] let his gaas fall Then he ran toward the door, but was stopped by .his friends
 r'Where are you going to now in ! this fashion?'' cried Athos ! ''It is her' cried D'Artagnan. '.Let i me overtake him. That cursed man, my evil genius, he who accompanied the horrible woman when I met her Cor the first time! To horse. gentle. \ hen, to horsel Let us pursue hin. Ge shall overtake him!''
 "My dear friend" said Aranis, Ire. member that it is in an opposite direcs tion to that in which we are going, that he has fresh horse and ours are fatigued Let the man go. Let us save the woman
 Monsieur, monsieur" cried a sta bleman, running out and looking after the unknown, monsieur, here is a paper which dropped out of your hat, monsieur!"
 Friend said D'Artagpan, ia half pistole for that paper.''
 Monsieur, with great pleasure. Here it is.''
 The stableman, delighted with the good days work he had done, went into the yard again. D'Artagnan un- folded the paper.
 Nothing but one word," said he.
 "Yes,'' said Aramis, "but that one word is the name of some town or village
 [ "Armentieres," read Porthos.
 "And that name of town or village is written in her hand!'' cried Athos.
 Come on, then; come on, then,' said D'Artagnan. Let us keep that paper carefully. Perhaps I have not thrown away my half pistoie. To horse, my friends, to horser'
 And the four friends galloped off on the road to Bethune.
 . Milady landed at Boulogue after q two days voyage. She only remained long enough at Boulogue to put into the post this letter to Richelieu: Monseigneur, let your enninence be reas- sured His grace the Duke of Bucking- ham will not set out for France. 1 MILADY DE =.
 Boulogne, evening of the 18th.
 P. S.-According to the desire of your eninence, I. am going to the convent of the Carmelites of Bethune, where I will await your orders.
 At o'clock the next morning she en. tered Bethune. She. inquired for the | convent of the CarmeIites and went to 1t immediately.
 The superior came out to her. M1la- dy showed her the cardinals order. The abbess assigned her chamber and had breakfast served. After break, fast the abbess came to pay her visit. Milady wished to please the abbess. She was charming, winning the good superior by her varied conversation about the court and by the graces spread over her whole person. But she was greatly embarrassed. She did not know whether the abbess was a royal ist or cardinalist. She therefore con 1 fined herself to a prudent middle course. But the abbess, on her part maintained reserve still more pru- dent. @
 Milady began to conceive she should soon grow weary of convent life. She resolved, then. to risk something in order that she might know how to act afterward. She began to tell sto- ry, obscure at first, but very circum- stantial afterward, of the cardinal, re- iating the anours of the minister.
 The abbess listened more attentively, grew animated by degrees and smiled. 'NIilady then went on to describe the prosecutions exercised by the cardinal upon his enemies. The abbess only crossed herself without approving or disapprovinE.
 that the abbess was rather a royalist than cardinalist
 l -.I an very little acquainted with. all