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thought OF the COURT out ne knew llIe
tie else about the comte. except that
he was a. adnlirer and disciple Of Jean
Jacques Rousseau.
Unhappy Rousseau! Like many a
great man, he had doubts Of his own
tn~fallibility; he who doubts others be-
comes a doubter OF his own merits, and
the distrust ne a suddenly conceived
Tor this pupil Of his vas spreading now
to himself.
He felt as a Buddhist priest might
feel whose Chelah has suddenly gone
daft and run amuck-without the
priests religious standby.
What had De Lussac done? He did
not know, and yet he had flung in his
lot with De Lussac. Whatever De Lus-
sac a done, 1t was bad enough In
the eyes Of h government to result
IN his Incarceration in the basttle.
The impractical dreamer in the arm
chair. this visionary who, all the same,
IN the few pages of LIE Contrat Social
ftssured the old world Of thought like
q Dali OF glass and freed the dream Of
mans freedom like q bubble; this giant
who was also q child suddenly smote
head.
Could voltaire be at the bottom OF all
this? The pretty woman, tho myste-
r1ous packet, the imprisoned friend:
could all this be q plot laid for hfs
ruin by that arch enemy. that bro
~ " SAA0k kAS E0UCVk8 008xx0
Arouet de Voitaire!
The thought completed his misery,
a Just 40 q child takes to sucking
lts comforter for consolation, 90 did
philosopher turn to his spinet. He
9 down before It and struck q few
tive imagination! Though his trou-
btes were not forgotten. they had in
some magic way opened the doors Of
That temple Of the brain where music
sits and dreams.
An hour later he was seated at the
him.
Therese had gone Off for tho day.
leaving behind her a potato salad for
his dinner. At 4 o'clock, urged by. the
sensation OF hunger. he searched for
n found the salad. devoured It and
IN his head; fell asleep. and was awak-
ened by the ringing Of the bell.
thinking It was Therese returned.
ne hurried down. and found De Lus-
sac at the door. :
1t was only when he had reached
Eousseau's steps that De Lussac felt
n effects OF his long fast. He had
not eaten that day, and he had zone
tnrough adventures sufficient to tax
the strongest man.
He almost fell in Rousseau's arms.
- am pursued said he. .'and. NOR
E-IS-> OS0&4Os 0k10lVoI ul0S
lmy friend. and give me something to
eat: I am fainting!"
Rousseau. q rabbit q homer aeo but
lion now, cast his arm round the
comte to support him. He would have
dened h whole Hotel de 6artines,
eral and all, had they arrived to claim
their prisoner. For this senHmentaiist,
this dreamer, this timorous epinet-
tlnkler was q man at heart Always
fearful Of the things that lay in tho fu-
ture. brought face to face with real
DANGER called on by real distress, he
had no fear.
He led the comte up the rickety
stairs, placed him in the arm chair. and.
darttng into the kitchen, which was also
2 parlor. began to search for food.
ae found e pie prepared by Therese
tSr sne .r supper Pn,,s 2 bot bottle q wine. some
When De Lussac had finished half q
bottle Of wine and made terrible In
roads into b sacred pie, the blood re-
turned to his cheeks and life began for
him again.
e. = few words ~ possible no told
his tale from tho very beginning. ana
Rousseau listened. astounded and per-
picked: he.could not reconcile the man
Of intellect, the delicate. graceful ana
gracious De Lussac, with the terrible
hornet that had burst from the Bastile,
hall strangling De Richelieu. striking
Beaufegard with It's sting, shifting and
pursuing In broad day tho agents Of De
8atttnes. busting its victorious way
9ct0ss Paris and lighting at his stems
IN the resumed formed Of tho graceful
delicate Do Lussac.
!ts va an object lesson n that most
BY heaven to this phiiosopher who had
made mankind his study.
"~6ordioUl" said he. nArmittfmrshiyn.