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outwardly calm. followed
suit. but

suit. but outwardly calm. followed
Beauregard.
Beauregard hated this business. He
ihad. IN fact. dropped h case the night
before. telling de Sartines that there
was no more to be discovered about de
Lussac. which was the truth. He knew
that de Lussac was ~hopelessly lost; he
considered all this maneuvering need
less embroidery on q case which had
been brought to a successful conclu-
sion. He vas. however. utterly ignor-
ant of the awfu weapon in the possess
sion OF Madame Linden.
he ushered her into the reception
room and closed the door,.
Pray be seated. madame"
She took a seat. He also sat down..
At this her keen mind knew at once the
truth. n was under arrest. detained
here till the creatures who were break
fasting in the next room had leisure
to look at her ere she was deported to
the cOnciergerie.
Monsieur" said she, II must thank
You for your courtesy"
In what way. madame?"
/. In the way in which you have per-
formed an unpleasant duty. But Mon
sieur de S%artines keeps me, / think"
Madame" said Beauregard, cit is
my earnest hope that he will not keep
you long"
oh. it is his intention to keep me
for years, but 1t is not my intention
to be kept"
Beauregard shook his head.
And certainly not to be kept watt
ing" she finished, rising from her chair
and approaching the door Of the ban
quoting room.
"Madamel" cried B~eauregard. rising
from his 9hair. that is the door of the
b~anqueting room"
Al the better. am hungry"
To the horror Of B~eauregard, she
flung the door open and stood looking
at the company. who dropped their
knives and forks at this extraordinary
interruption.
The majordomo. who was di-
recting the service. stood as though
he had suddenly been turned to
stone; the lackeys CAPPED, n De joy
euse, who was in the act of raising a
glass of champagne to his lips, split 1t
on his coat.
Just for a second she stood staring
at them, n then she broke into a
peal of laughter.
Ma foi!" cried. she, Monsieur de
Sartines, Monsieur de Joyeuse, Madame
Gle Stenlis and the Comtesse d'Harlan-
court all around one table! Poor ta-
ble!' She turned her back on them and
came toward Beauregard.
NOW you will see something funny"
said she.
Beauregard wiped the sweat from his
brown; but he had no time to think,
for De Sartines. flushed with wine and
anger. serviette in hand, was at the
door; behind him came the others.
u told you you would see something
Ing the unfortunate B~eauregard.
"You!" cried DE Sartines, whose
anger now had so mastered him that
he could not find words.
Why" she cried. utterly ignoring
hifn as De Joyeuse entered. followed
Inv fIn ntv~r 49,
nier still!"
We'll, cocotte!" burst out De sar-
tines. the brute in him predominating.
"YCu-have arrived ut last?" =
Monsieur" said the baroness, flush-
ing over neck and face, you shall pay
me for that word"
Beauregard, who could scarcely con-
tain his indignation, made a movement.
Monsieur Beauregard,' said De Sar-
tines, leave the room.'i
Beauregard bowed low. Their he left
the room.
Monsieur" said the baroness, turn
ing to De SartiEes and suddenly chang
Ing her tone, you have arrested meY''
THAT is So"
II am in your power"
PRECISELY"
"As you are strong. Monsieur, be
merciful."
Madame. to such as vo,, 7 am merc;
less"
And you. Madame?" said the baron
ess, turning to Madame de stenlis.
She speaks to mel" said Madame de
Stenlis, turning to Madame d'Harlan.
court.
"And you. Madame?" said the baron.
esq, turning to Madame d'Harlancourt.
She speaks to met, cried Madame
d'Harlancourt. turning to Madame de
Stenlis.
The baroness turned her back on
them and faced De sartines.
monsieur" said she. 1--WE grow on
what We feed. You have fed on merci-
lessness: merciless will 1 be. Do you
would have attacked you unless I. had
been armed to the teeth?"
"Aha!" thought De Richelieu, who,
you will have noticed, took no part in
the batting of this possibly powerful
woman. I'VE shall see something now"
Armed to the teeth. and I will de-
stroy your c~or1placence with one
word" h turned to the others. "Look
on Monsieur de Sartines' face as / say
the word; study it."
We'll. Madame said De sartines,
foldlng his arms, "say-your word
"P~orcheron!" said the baroness.
"Cordieu!" cried De Sartines. starting
back as II she had struck him.
"~Porcheron!" cried the baroness
again. advancing towerd him while he
retreated before her as though the
word were a whip. Then Of a sudden
he regained his self-possession.
Madame" said he, II must speak
with you alone"
Monsieur replied she. II prefer
speaking to you IN public"
II forbid it,"
She laughed grimly. then, after a mo-,
ment's reflection: Very well, Nom
U he said, let us speak in pri-