South Bend news-times. (South Bend, Ind.) 1913-1938, 1913-11-26
Continued from Tuesday,
CHAPTER XVII.
The RuSe

Let me see him TOO, my mother,
the silent. grave. young man begged.
1t may be that 1 can help you. L
! wish to help"
/ In a moment Fritz introduced a
| slight alert person whose delicate face
was made remarkable by a pair of
| eyes large and brilliant and full OF
visionary shadows, yet alive with fire.
one saw first those uncommon eyes
and then the man. If they had not
been entirely concerned with his mes
sage they might have remarked that
! he trembled as he looked at the
! princes face; that his voice shook as
he answered the queens question.
4 have the unhappiness, your
majesty, to bring you bad news" he
said. speaking TO her. but still gaZ-
ing eagerly at the prince. The. Mar
! quis Zappi, my employer. is i'll He
was taken suddenly last night, and to-
day is much worse and there is no
chance that he can travel with your
majesty tomorrow"
The queen threw out. her hands
with gesture of hOpelessness.
| What can we do?" she exclaimed.
Am / to plan and have always an
uncomfortable obstacle? Can | not
! save my boy2 / might have known
that everything seemed too bright this
morning, too good TO be true. Yet il
| is not possible that after all they
her courage came springing back.
| They shall not take YOU" and her
eyes flashed defiance at a world of
! enemies, and she went over and threw
her arm about his neck. Louis, don't
let yourself be excited, dearest. They
| shall not take you. / can save YOU"
II was as if she put spur to her
brain; there was a moments silence
and the two lads watched her brows
drawing together under the, cOncen-
tration of her brain.
| "Of course" she said suddenly, and
laughed-a spontaneous laughter
| which seemed to flood her with youth
fulness. She turned her blue glance
swiftly on the newcomer, the slender
| boy with the luminous eyes. You
are in the employ Of the Marquis
Zappi Monsieur
But yes, your majesty. I am the
| secretary of Monsieur lie Marquis"
She paused a second. seemed TO take
stock of the young man, of his looks,
his bearing, his accent.
| " on are French. Have you a
| sympathy with the family Of my son,
with the Bonapartes ?"
1t was as if door had been opened
into furnace, so the eyes blaZed.
Your majesty, | would give my life
for his highness" he said quietly.
The impassive face of the young
prince turned toward the speaker. and
the half-shut heavy glance. which had
! the NapoleOnic gift of holding a pic
ture, rested on him attentively. Louis
| Bonaparte seemed to remember some
thing.
What is your name monsieur" he
| asked, and il might have been noticed
that his head lifted a little from the
pillow as he waited for the answer.
Francois Beaupre, Sire The
young man seemed 10 be out of
n raf
peated. And then, Il have seen you
| before. Where was it? Not in Rome
| not in Switzerland-ah" His hand
flew out, and with that Francois was
on his knee by the bedside, and had
kissed the outstretched thin fingers,
and the princes other hand was on
! his shoulder fraternally
The old chateau of Vicques-my
playfellOw, Francois. / told you then
| was going to remember, didn't II"
Louis Napoleon demanded, laughing
boyishly. Mother, he saved my life
j from the falling wall. Do you re-
4 member the story of my runaway
trip" And Hortense. smiling. de-
lighted 10 see her sad-faced boy SO
pleased and eXhilarated. did remem-
Der, and was gracious and grateful to
the young Frenchman. 1T is good
omen to have you come with us to
day she said with all the dazzling
/
into sentence. And then, eager with
the headlong zest of a hunter for the
game. she caught the thread which
wove into the pattern Of her schem-
ing You would risk something to
save him, would you not? You will
take the place of the marquis and
travel with us, tomorrow, and help
me carry away the prince TO safety ?"
The dark young face was pale
Your majesty. il is a happiness l had
not dared TO hope for yet"
/ YETI" the prince demanded lacOni-
cally. He saved words always, this
lad. but he always said his thought
The other boys face turned TO him.
and he answered very simply, But
yes, your highness. ] have known al
ways that / should take a part in your
highness' fate"
Louis Napoleon. in spite OF prac-
teal Woodworking qualities. senti-
mentalist a dreamer. above all a man
dominated by destiny. felt a quick
throughout Europe 10 place him one
day on his uncle's throne; such was
the profound belief OF his life
Might not this mans words. electrical
with sincerity. point 10 his existence
as one Of those forces? 1t was as II
trickling underground through a dry
the spring.
Tell me-" he ordered.
But the queen saw only the vagaries
Of irresponsible boys in this stpasmOdic
conversation; it was important 10 ar
range matters: she brushed aside the
short vague sentences, and the prince
"a flicker of a smile on his grave face,
was silent.
In the gray dawn OF the next morn
ing there was a slight stir through the
palace, and out between the lines OF
drOwsy Austrian sentinels passed a
procession of whose true character
they were far from aware. else history
had changed. The guard watched the
departure: the sick lady-HOrtense-
late Queen Of Holland. as they all
knew more or less clearly. drove away
/ slowly in her travelling Caleche, and
: Councilman Rice sort Of boxed
Grandma Tribs ears the other night