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/ spires and towers to the sun: the Paris
81 Louis n. half university. half city:
Through which Ia the winter wolves:
prowled: dominated by Notfe Dame
1 and the gibbets OF Montfaucon.
| il AT one Of theseA old houses Madame
Linden paused, verified the number.
and then, going up the two steps that
bell.
1 Scarcely had she released the handle
i when the door opened and man APP
and rusty. attired In snuff colored
4 coat the worse for wear, and broad
/ brimmed hat; he carried a book under
his arm and II was quite evident that
| he had not opened the door in reply to
the summons. for when he saw the
back.
What do you want q said he, hold
ing the door In such way that he
could clap 1t TO at moments notice
4 Monsieur replied the baroness.
4 who, despite the desperate seriousness
of her mission, could scarcely restrain
her mtrth at the appearance of the
Ibook worm and his evident alarm, =
want an interview with you on a mat
ter Of the utmost importance to one
of your friends.
You know me then? 2"
oh. monsieur, all Europe knows you,'
and though ] have never seen you be-
fore. yet recognize you at once
/ The book worm, allured by the
| voice Of the charmer, came forward
and, closing the door behind him, stood
Ton the step.
|, He had mirthless face, a face
Ian extraordinary face, so much of
1 greatness and of Httleness did it com
tain; the face of practical man and
a dreamer--he had even forgotten to:
wash it that morning, just as he had
forgotten to brush, his coat, which he
held tightly clasped about him with
one thin hand, as If to fend off the APP
Iproaches of the world.
4 Thus in the early morning bright
ness stood Monsieur Rousseau OF
/ Geneva, a most difficult subject to deal
with, as Madame Linden perceived.
i despite her veil Soft words were of
no use as first approach to this
eyasive and self-centered nature.
4 Well, monsieur she went on, II
can compliment you on many things.
but there is one thing on which can-
not felicitate you, and that is your
sense OF hospitality"
Madame" said Rousseau, taken,
laback, am bound on an early morn
Ting visit to my friend Monsieur do
| Rennes. Besides madame, I do not
know you.
my face? All, monsieur how easy 1t
Ills to be philosopher; to order an
emperor out of your sunlight, to clap
your door in the face of woman!
Come. will explain myself then. in
1.-The open air, If you will allow me to
walk beside you down the street. And
now, directly to my point your friend
Monsieur lie Comte de Lussac is in
| prison
In prison?''
In the fortress of the Bastile,
tcaught In the tolls of Monsieur de
Sartines. who will devour him as sure
4 " as spider devours fly, if do not
come to his assistance
Now Rosseau had real fondness for
his disciple, De Lussac. but Rosseau.
i though he preached unrest, was no
Iconspirator; he knew nothing of the
Society of the Midi; he was a philos-
lopher, musician, a thinker; his social
contract did not include fsticuffs
Madame said he. stopping and
facing her, what you tell me disturbs
me deeply. In prison! And what has
this unfoNunate young man done'"
This unfortunate young man, mon
y
i practice what you preach in theory
i You have made him disseminated with
1.-THE world as 1t is, and he has been
trying to upset it. succeeding only in
nearly upsetting Monsieur de sar-
4 tines, COACH
eUpsetting Monsieur de sartines
coach r.
II speak fguratively, monsieur. He
has been conspiring against the social
[order, and the social order has placed
i him in prison
Rousseau fumbled with his book,
tstanding before Madame Linden like a
4 school boy. In the few moments OF
i their conversation her intelligence had
A overridden his genius. She was taxi
4 ing him to task
Madame said he at last, Il have
4 nothing to do with conspiracies
have never preached sedition You
say that my teaching has made the
4 young man discontinued with things
las they are. Granted: that is what my
d contentnent q virtue? Take 1t even in
art. What artist who Is content with
i his work ever arrives at greatness o.
In another moment he would have
plunged and hidden himself In the
\ fountain OF philosophy, but madame
was too quick for him.
Monsieur. you wander from the
point. This is not a question of art.
but politics, and Monsieur de Lussac
i has arrived, owing to the discontent-
ment you taught him, not at greatness,
4 but In prison. It is your duty to help
me. without in the least. involving
yourself to extricate him"
Madame, said Rousseau decisively,
i III this is as you say. will myself
sIgo and see the king.
CONTINUED next week.l
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