The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1913-06-05

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would be there. perhaps. TIL the eve
ming; still he should not AVE left such
a desperate business to develop unat-
tended. He felt now as he thought OF
the hve leagues separating him from
Versailles, and he walked swiftly, maxi
ing by the shortest cut for the Rue de
| Valois. A. r. w S
His plan was to return home, take
h swiftest horse from his stables
and ride back to Versailles. He would
have to account for the horse he had
killed; this would be an easy matter;
he could say, simply that he had left
1t In Paris, as II was unfit for the re-
turn Journey. Walking swiftly, and en-
gagged In these thoughts. he did not no.
tice that he was being followed till q
voice from behind made him. start and
turn. lIE
Good day, Monsieur lie Comte."
1t was Monsieur Beauregard. Mon
sieur de Sartines' lieutenant.
Monsieur ~Beauregard was a mar Of
that magnificent type which seems to
have been left TO the Latin races % q
legacy by the Roman consuls. AQui-
line-nosed, heavy jawed, impertous, his
face, but for the mustache and imper-
ial, might a been copied by nature
from some coin OF the Caesars. Yet,
1t was q full blooded face and kindly
withal; the face Of a man who eats
and sleeps well, Inc is successful in
life and love. He was a terrible lady
killer, this Monsieur Beauregard.
"Ah, good day, Monsieur Beaure-
gard" a
De Lussac, though a very brave man,
face to face with this charming lieu
tenant Of Monsieur de Sartines', felt
his lips suddenly become dry as pun
ice-stone, and unconsciously exhibited
that fatal sign which betrays the ner-
\ UnIIo and tha p11flfv-ha Tnniafann6
them.
What weather." said B~eauregard. 1T
might be June"
De Lussac assented, and they walked
on together. ~
Are you walking far?"
only to my house." replied De LUIS
sac, an you"
"Oh, ma fol-" said Beauregard, 1T
seems l am walking with you, going In
the same direction. 1t Is good to walk
through Paris on such a pleasant eve
ming as this"
A cold hand seemed to have fallen
on the heart of De Lussac.. Was this
an arrest? He knew that against o
man Of his rank no common police
agent would be used; he knew that the
gallant Beauregard was most nice in
his methods. He knew the character
of Beauregard-a perfect gentlemen, q
good hearted soldier; a man with four
ideas-women, duty. wine and food
and all the more terrible just because
of this simplicity. ~
1T is strange" said De Lussac, that
I should meet you accidentally like
this, and that our ways should lie to-
gether." a.,
"Oh, ma fol, o so strange" replied
the other, for, as a matter of fact, my
dear Monsieur De Lussac, have been
looking for you"
Looking for me?"
Yes, and delighted to find you look =
ing SO we'll. This Is the Rue de Va
| lois; why, it's but a step from the Rue
Coo Heron; and there, as ! live, Is my
carriage"
Not far from the house of De Lussac,
drawn up by the pavement, stood i
closed carriage heavily built, dark-col-
ored and without crest or coat OK arms
on the door panels. Two powerful
Mccklenburg horses were in the traces:
and upon the box sat a coachman in a
plain livery.
All" said De Lussac, you drive in a
closed carriage on such a fine evening
asst this. Well, Monsieur, / can not
commend your choice"
Il am not following my choice, but
my duty, Monsieur" replied u
gard. and though my carriage is n
closed one, and the evening 10 fine, l
must ask you to take a drive with me;
that, too, Is my duty
De Lussac stopped and faced his
companion. 49,
Monsieur Beauregard," said he, let
us drop Discrimination. You arrest me? 2
You have said the word, Monsieur
de LussaC, not l."
ny whose order, may l inquire mas
his thing been done?
Monsieur" replied B~eauregard. all
this falls under the orders OF the day.
1t is not my duty to give explanations,
hut. speaking unoflcially, as Monsieur
Reauragard to Monsieur de Lussac. l
NAV say that one man only, save his
majesty, has power to give me orders,
and that man is Monsieur de Sartines."
And II I resist?"
Resistance would be useless, Mon
sieur; besides you ave noticed that
on my part l have said nothing or a
disagreeable nature; l have not even
shown you the warrant which l hold In
nv belt. Dealing with a common man
would have clapped him on the shoul-
der. and he would have resisted, no
doubt, but l have treated you as a gen
tleman, and gentlemen do not create
vulgar brawls."
De Lussac's hand fell unconsclously
on his sword hilt.
Monsieur" said B~eauregard, In n
stern voice, lin the courtyard of the
Hotel d'Harlancourt, opposite there, l
have stationed three armed men, the
coachman on the box carries arms, my
agents block both ends of the threet;
think twice before appealing to force.
De Lussac cast his eye on the Hotel
dHarlancourt; at n Of the upper
windows q woman who had been gaz-
Ing out withdrew hurriedly, but not
before he had caught a glimpse OF her
face. II was Madame d'Harlancourt.
Without another word he turned to
the carriage: followed by Beauregard,
he entered 1t, delivered up his sword,
and the coachman, whipping up MS
horses, they started.
Partly stunned by the blow that had
fallen on him, De Lussac for some time
did not even glance through the win
dows to see what direction they were
taking. .
BY his indiscretion in returning to
Paris he had lost the game, he had sac
rifced Barthelnfy and CONTAINS, he haC
sacrificed, most propably, his own life
and the love which had suddenly come
TO him, making life a thing to be de-
sired. Monsieur de Richeleu would
undoubtedly, before the morrow. find
that his bureau had been tempered
with, and would fix. rightly, the blame
lon him. All hope Of help from that
quarter was gone.
But all Nhese considerations were
eclipsed by the thought of how near
he had been to success, and how far
he had flung success away by his weak
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