The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1912-05-27

set the clock right again.
 @ CHAPTER VIII. :7
 The Plot Thicksns-
 TT IS visit to M. de Trevi1le being
 paid, D'Artagnan took his pen
 sive but longest way home
 ward. He was thinking of Mime. 3onacieux. He already fancied himself, so rapid is the progress of our dreams upon the wings of imagination, accosted by a messenger from the young woman who brought him some billet appointing meeting, | gold chain or a diamond.
 Men then made their way ina the world by the means of women with out hiushing. Such as were only beau tiful gave their beauty. Such as were rich gave in addition part of their money. s4
 D'Artagnan possessed nothing. The mercer had told him he was rich; the young man might easily guess that. and with SO weak a man as M. Bona cieux it was most likely the young wife kept the purse. But all this had no influence upon the feeling produced by the sight of Mime. Bonacieux and interest remained nearly foreign to this commencement of love.
 D'Artagnan, disposed to becomethe most tender of lovers, was at the time 8 very devoted friend. He did not for get his friends. The pretty Mime. Bo- nacieux was just the woman to walk with in company with Athos, Porthos and Aramis, to whom D'Artagnan would be so proud to display such a conquest. Besides, on pressing occa- sions, in extreme difficulties, DArta- gnan would become the preserver of his friends.
 And M. Bonacieux, whom D'Arta- gnan had pushed into the hands of the police, denying him aloud, although he had promised in q whisper to save him. We are compelled to admit to our readers that D'Artagnan thought nothing about him in any way. D'Artagnan, redecting on his future loves, addressing himself to the beau tiful night and smiling at the stars. reascended the Rue Cherche-Mid or Chase Midi, as 1t was then called. As he found himself in the quarter in which Aramis lived, he took 1t into his head to pay his friend visit in order to explain to him why he had sent Planchet to him with request that he would come instantly to the mouse trap. Now, if Aramis was at home when Planchet came to his abode he had doubtless hastened to the Rue des Fossoyeurs, and, finding nobody there but his two other companions, per haps they would not be able to con ceive what all this meant. This mys tery required an explanation-at least 30 D'Artagnan thought.
 Paris for two hours past had beer dark and began to be deserted. Elev en o'clock struck by all the clocks o1 the Faubourg St. Germain; 1t was de l lightful weather. The house in whicf Aramis dwelt was situated between the Rue Cassette and the Rue Servan doni.
 D'Artagnan had just passed the Ru' Cassette and already perceived thu door of his friends house, when he per ceived something like shadow issu ing from the Rue Servandoni. Thi! something was enveloped in a cloak and DArtaEnan at first believed 1t wal . man, but by the smallness of tn, form, the hesitation of the progress and the indecision of the step he sool 1 discovered that it was 8 woman. Fur thsr, this woman, as if not certain O the house she was seeking, lifted Ill her eyes to look around .her, stopped went little back and then returned again. D'Artagnan was perplexed. | "Whatr' said he to himself. 1'I 1 would be droll if this late flying dow should be in search of our theelogica friends house."
 And D'Artagnan, making himself al small as he could, concealed himself il the darkest side of the street The young woman continued to ad vance, for, in addition to the lightnes of her step, which had betrayed her she had just emitted little cough which announced a clear sweet voice D'Artagnan believed this cough to b, l signal.
 She boldly drew near to Aramis shutter and tapped at three equal in