The Washington herald. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1906-1939, 1913-01-05
I beg your pardon. You are all-pow-

beg your parcon. You are all-pow-
erful-'
Then. in broken tones that would
have moved the heart of a statue, she
began to plead tor the liberty of De
Lussac. The thought had come to her
that If she could only get him freed
she would take him away at once
across the frontier. If she could only
get him freed before the fact was
known that he had tempered with the
document and discovered its contents,
she would take him away, leaving the
document to look after itself. Full
well she knew that the moment De
Richelieu opened the top right-hand
drawer of his bureau De Lussac was
lost forever So she pleaded, in that
wonderful voice which had above all
voices the power to reach the heart,
and De Sartines, sitting with his ell
bow resting upon the bureau, seemed
plunged deep in thought.
He seemed attentively considering
what she was saying, weighing the
points one by one; sometimes he would
make notes on piece of paper.
She ceased, and pen still in hand,
| the minister of police remained still 81
lent and lost in thought. Then, break
ing from his reveric, he stretched out
his hand and struck a bell that was
standing. before him on the bureau.
German entered the room.
! Yes, Monsieur
De Sartines referred to the notes he
| had been making
Il have been going over in my mind
the whole of Monsieur de Traceys
complaints. When he calls. you can
tell him that the matter does not fall
within the province of the ministry of
police"
Yes, Monsieur"
Madame Linden caught her breath as
though some one had struck her.
Monsieur" she exclaimed, as Ger
main left the room.
why. Madame, you are there still !"
said De Sartines. We'll, what is it
now?"
You will not. then, listen TO me?'
Madame, it seems I have been lis
tcning to you for half an hour. | have
nothing more to say. Our interview is
closed"
you refuse to hear me. You treat
me with disdain. Very well, then.
Monsieur" She paused A vivid
idea had suddenly flashed across her
brain. Very we'll. then, Monsieur
From this momenet we are enemies.
Beware"
She moved toward the door.
Beware! No man has ever insult
ed me as you have done. Bewarep
He turned his head. She had van
,eLaI fro., all n.,.-.Iz L.
passed along the corridor like a whiri-
wind, down the stairs, across the hall,
where the guards and Swiss soldiers
were on duty. to her carriage, which
was still waiting.
Home" she cried to the coachman,
and as quickly as you can drive"
She looked at her watch. II pointed
TO half-past eight The project she
had suddenly evolved was a danger
GUS and desperate one. IF successful,
it would free De Lussac and make her
absolutely mistress of the situation. If
it failed, it would make her a state
prisoner for life. Vienna could not
protect her from the effects of its fail
ure. Yet she did not shrink from it
in the least, and her brave heart knew
no fear Instead, she felt intoxicated
with the desperate nature of the VEN
ture in which she was about to risk all
Arrived at her house, she ordered
the coachman back to Vaudrin's to say
that travelling carriage and two swift
horses should be sent round at once.
She rang for Placide, but he had not
yet returned.
Then she put herself into the hands
of Rosine, and as nine o'clock was
striking she came downstairs fully
dressed in evening attire. covered by
light cloak. She got into the carriage
that was waiting for her, and as Ros-
inc closed the door on her she cried
to the coachman. Versatile; to the
house of Monsieur lie Due de Rich
elieu"
Meanwhile De Sartines, left to him.
self, sat for a moment deep in thought.
Then he struck the ball sharply on
the desk. and German answered the
summons.
well, foolp cried his master, what
made YOU answer me like that when |
asked you if you had not overheard
our conversation"
81 was in doubt as 20 your meaning,
Monsieur, and when in doubt l al
ways tell the truth"
Ass! could you not see that | was
suggesting to you lie? Truth! What
have you to do with the truthi Stay;
who is that? Entrez"
1t was Monsieur Beauregard.
Monsieur" said Beauregard, "an old
man has just called. He asks for an
interview with YOU have spoken to
him. but he will not give his business"
Tell him to begone," said De Sar-