The citizen-Republican. (Scotland, Bon Homme County, S.D.) 1???-19??, 1913-06-05
Continued from last week.
(Chapter IX-continued.)

"Woe to De SartineS."
.Woe to De Sartines." she cried
echoing his words with a little laugh
"Confusion to De Sartines! You have
your plan against him, and I have
mine" h rose, took from the table
the handkerchief, Which De Lussac
had not noticed, and placed it in her
pocket. The plan which she had for
mulated against the minister of police
was of such nature that she did not
care to Niscuss it with the man she
loved. This strange woman had no
scruples in her dealings with the I'M
scruplous. no mercy in her dealings
with the merciless, no pity for the
pitiless. Yet, for the poor she was all
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
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
tt him. 5s
This is your letter; you had better
destroy it Had anything happened to
you be sure I would nave unearthed
the packet you spoke of. n revenged
you a~fterward.'
THE packet?" said De Lussac. II
said nothing about a packet to YOU
To-day I am burying In the earth OF
the first orange tree tub on the right
as you enter my court 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,
n to you and n 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 a mistake! I fold
wrote the addresses. See, I have di-
rected his letter to you, n yours
TO him." said she, laughing. Poet,
dreamer-what a w%retched conspirator
you make! And was there anything
compromising to your Sophie In this
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,
so that o might know. If I failed to
keep our appointment. that 1t would
not be nly fault"
your letter to Monsieur Blanc came
safely, to me, for IL 1t a fallen into
the wrong hands you would have been
compromised. indeed" III 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 own stupidity.
Now" he said. while fortune seems
fayoring us. is the time TO act; I shall
return to Versailles; II Monsieur de
Richelieu has discovered the open
drawer it will lead to questions. I can
not lie. though 1t seems I can steal. I
shall tell him he is a scourldrel. and
he will tell me I am a thief. / shall
pass my sword through his heart,
and he will BASS his through mine.
Bon D:eu! I am beginning to AVE no
scruples in a matter Of life and death,
nor care for anything but you"
He turned to her and embraced her.
And I shall see you again."
Here" said She. IT have altered my
plans, and shall not leave Paris as soon
as I had intended. I have some bust
ness to do first. You viii come here
at once IL you are successful. will you
pot?. The door of my house Is like my
yneart for YOU"
How" asked he, her hands In his.
Tt Is open day and night"