The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1912-12-01
CHAPTER V.
HREGARDLEss OF

EREGARDLEss OF ALL THINGS"
A FEW minutes later the Comte
"a de Lussac left the house of the
= = baroness; ne turned to the right
in the direction of the Rue Saint Hon
ore. He did not see or notice a rag
picker with basket and forked stick
who was walking on the opposite side
of the way. Now the Comte de Sar-
tines, though he had promised Layenne
to give him a free hand and to leave
the watching of Monsieur de Lussac
entirely to him, was afflicted with that
disease which spoils so many lives and
plans-mistrust.
He had promised Lavenne TO trouble
him with no more Gaussins; that did
not exclude the use of other spies, and
so it came about that this morning,
though no word at all had come from
Lavenne, message scrubbed on a piece
of paper reached the Hotel de Sar-
tines about noon. 1t ran:
The Comte de /. called at the shop
OF Behrens at half past ten. At elev-
en- he left with the Baroness L. in
her carriage. They drove to her home
where they entered. Carriage was dis
missed. He has not yet come out. Will
follow and report"
(Signed) Jordrin. agent.
The corute, utterly unconscious OF
the fact that he was being followed
and watched, oblivious to the fact that
he had eaten nothing that day and
that the hour for dejeuner had passed,
needless of ali things earthly but the
sunshine, the opening of new life be-
fore him and the fact that he was loved
by the woman he adored, turned from
the Rue Cog Heron into the Rue Pey-
settle
Yesterday, even this morning, this
mans main objective had been the de-
struction of the existing state of
things up to his eyes in a most dan
gerous conspiracy. filled with the blind
fury of the eagle, his only idea was to
strike, regardless of life and fortune
and even love.
In an hour love had changed his
outlook considerably Still at heart
with the cause of revolution the COM
mon sense of the woman he loved was
working in his mind.
You would raise the people by de-
strOying the mobiles, when on the con-
lTdIy, you ought 10 uCSlION IllC pO"Sl
of the mobiles by raising the people.
Destruction is the logic of the
mailman"
1t was as though in a fash of genius,
she had shown him the future, blood
red destruction leaving society altered,
but the human heart the same.
He had promised her to leave
France. He would leave it. He had
promised to break free from the mill
tant revolutionary society 10 which he
belonged; he would do so while re-
serving to himself the right to assist
it with funds, if on reconsideration of
the problem with her she agreed For
the betterment of humanity he would
never cease working. Destruction, the
red aims of the men who were already
procreating the demon of the revolu-
ton, all these were alien to him now |
Happiness, and the prospect of life
long happiness with the woman he loved |
had cast out hatred from his soul. He |
would break free from the malignant !
Cuttlefish with whom he had cast his
lot
Alas! Who can free himself from
the consequences of his past acts?
As he entered the Rue Peysette the |
rag-picker entered it too.
Halfway down the street he heard
step behind him.
Good day, Monsieur de Lussac.