Forest City press. (Forest City, Potter County, D.T. [S.D.]) 1883-19??, 1913-06-13
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woo to De Sartines."
echoing his words with a little laugh.
s'Confusion to De Sartines! You have
your plan against him, and 1 have
mine" She rose, took from the table
the handkerchief. which De Lussac
had not noticed, and placed it in her
i pocket. The plan which she IA for
mulated against the minister of police
was of such q nature that h did not
care to discuss it with the man she
loved. This strange woman had no
ecruples in her dealings with the UNI
scruplous, no mercy in her dealings
with the merciless, no pity for the
pitiless. Yet, for the poor she was ali
charity. and for those who loved her
and whom she loved her fidelity was
deathless. Her quarrel with De Sar-
tines was her own affair; she had de-
termined to match him with his own
weapons. No one had to do with this
little business, not even De Lussac,
the man she loved.
She turned from him for a moment.
opened her dress. and, taking from
her breast the letter she had received
from him the night before, handed it
to him.
This is your letter: you had better
destroy 1t. : Had anything happened to
you be sure I would have unearthed
the packet you spoke of, and revenged
you afterward."
1.-THE packet? 2" said De Lussac. II
said nothing about a packet to you"
He opened the folded paper and read:
s'Today I am burying in the earth Of
the first orange tree tub on the right
az o enter my yard, a packet
Of vital Importance to the S. de M"
He read no further.
"But this is the letter I wrote to
Monsieur Blanc. I wrote two letters,
one to you and one to him He
turned the paper over, and there, on
the back, In his own handwriting, was
the address:
Madame la Baronne Linden.
"Heavens!-what q mistake! I fold
cd the letters. sealed them. and then
wrote the addresses. See, I have d.
1ected his letter to you, and yours"
him." said she. laughing. Poet,
dreamer-what a wretched conspirator
you make! And was there anything
letter to Monsieur Blanc?"
Nothing. I only spoke of my meet
ing with Monsieur de Fleury. and Of
the business in which it involved me-,
90 that you might know. If I failed to
keep u appointment. that 1t would
''Good,'' said she, land. fortunately.
your letter to Monsieur Blanc came
safely to me, for If 1t had fallen into
the wrong hands you would have been
compromised, indeed" She said this,
little knowing the effect that would
follow on his error, and De Lussac.
equally unconscious. folded the paper
and placed It in his pocket. He was
crimson at his w stupidity.
Now" he said. while fortune seems
favoring us, Is the time to act: l shall
return to Versailles: II Monsieur de
Richelieu has discovered the open
drawer 1t viii lead to questions. I can
not lie, though It seems I can steal. I
shall tell him he is q scoundrel. and
he VIII tell me I am q thief: I shall
pass my sword through his heart.
and he will pass his through mine.
Bon Ddeu! I am beginning to have no
scruples in q matter OF life ana death,
o care for anything but you"
He turned to her and embraced her.
"Andsl shall SEQ you again."
s"Heross aaid she. II have altered my
plans. and shall not leave Paris - soon
q I had tntended. I have some busi-
mess to do ilrst. You win come here
9 once e you aro successful will you