The Kenna record. (Kenna, Roosevelt County, N.M.) 190?-1924, 1913-08-08
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SYNOPSIS.

SYNOPSIS.
Comtesse Elise, daughter of the govern
or OF the Mount, has chance encounter
with peasant boy. The Mount" q small
Eock-bound island, stood in vast bay on
the northwestern coast of France. and
during the time OF Louis XVI. was q gov
eminent stronghold. Develops that the
peasant boy was the son Of seigneuT De-
saurac. nobleman. Young Desaurao deter
mines to secure an education and become
3 gentleman; sees the governors daugh-
ter depart for Paris Lady Elise o rstT tars
tains many mobiles. Her Ladyship dances
with strange fisherman, and call to
Il s ssT an To g he
Lady Elise Is caught in the Grand" tide.
rhe Black Seigneu. rescues and takes
Ssv Gs waS the poy %t the sh
Sanchez, the Seigneurg servant, is ar
rested and brought before the governor.
neST and Ss p nqs az me saS
chez tells Desaurac that Lady Elise be-
trayed him, but is not believed. The
Mount Lady Elise pleads with her faith
err to spare the lives of condemned pris-
oners. Disguised as a peasant Lady
some startling facts; 4 mysteriouss
Mountebank starts riot; He Is arrested
and locked up after making close obser-
ter. The governor enters the room during
the interview with the mountebank: AS
leased by order Of the governor. De-
dier's uniform. The seisneur successtuily
Wheel" Jacques, the jailer. forced to
tread the wheel and bring up enemies OF
the governor. The Black seigneur liber-
made prisoner. The Marquis de. Beau:
viilers visits the Mount. The ladies and
mobiles inspect the dungeons.
CHAPTER xxv.--(contInued.)
He. nevertheless, insisted upon &C
companying her; but, indicating the
not distant door through which they
had come, she professed to make light
of objections, and when he still chung
to the point, replied with fash Of
spirit, sudden and passionate. 1t COM
PEELED his acquiescence; left him sur
prised for q second time that day;
little hurt, too, perhaps. for heretofore
had their intimacy been maintained
on q strictly ethical and charming
plane. But he had no time for analy-
sis; the others were drawing away to
the left, into a side passage; and, with
a last backward glance toward the
retreating figure, the Marquis reluc-
family followed the majority.
Despite, however, her avowe6 repug-
nance for that underworld, my lady
showed now no haste to quit It; for
scarcely had the others vanished than
she stopped: began slowly TO retrace
her way In the direction they had
taken. In the narrow route to the
petit exil connected with the main
aisle, a sudden draft of air extin-
guished her light; yet still she went
on, led by the voices. and glimmer
afar. until reaching a room. low, mas
give, as If hewn from the solid rock,
again she paused. Drawing behind a
heavy square pillar, she gazed at the
lords and ladies assembled in the for
bidding place; listened to a voice that
ran on, as II discoursing about some
anomalous thing. Again was she cog.
INFANT OF their questions; Jest from
my lord, the Marquis; she saw that
several stole forward; peered. and
started back. half afraid.
But. at length, they asked about the
oubliettes. and, chatting gaily, left
Their garments almost touched the
Governors daughter; lights played
about the gigantic pillars, and like
will-o'the-wisps whisked away. Now
staring straight ahead toward the
chamber they had vacated, my lady'a
attention became fixed by a single dot
Of yellow-a candle placed In q niche
by the jailer's assistant. 1t seemed
to fascinate; to draw her forward:
across the portals-into the room It
self
How long she stood there in the
faint suggestion of light, she did moi
realize; nor when she approached the
iron-barred aperture, and what she
FIRST saidl Something eager, solici
tous. with odd silences between the
words. until the impression of a mo
tionless form, and two steady, cynical
eyes fastened on her, brought her tc
an abrupt pause. 1t was some time
before she continued, more coherentIy
an explanation about her apprehen
sion on account of her father, which
had entirely left her when she peeret
through the window of the guard
house.
You thought me. then, but a com
mon assassin" a satirical voice inter