The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1913-06-05
CONTINUED from last week.)
(chepter W-Continued.l

#T (Chapter W-Contnued.)
''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 l have
mine.| She rose, took from the table
the handkerchief, which De Lussac
had not noticed, and placed IT in her
pocket. The plan which she mad Tor
mulatra against the minister OF police
was Of such a nature that 'she did not
care to discuss 1t with the man she
loved. This strange woman had no
scruples 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 all
charity. and for those who owe her
and whom she loved her fidelity was
deathless. Her quarrel with De Sar-
tines was her wi affair: she had de-
termined to match him with his own
No one had to do with this
little business, not even De Lussac,
the man she loved. -l.,..
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 70
you be sure / would have unearthed
@h0 RSSNSS SN1 SH~
you afterward." n
"The packet?'' said De Lussac. II
said nothing about a packet to you"
He opened the folded paper and read:
To-day / am burying in the earth Of
the first orange tree u on the right
as you enter my court yard, a packet
of vital Importance to the s. de M"
He read no further. T
But this Is the letter I wrote to
Monsieur Blanc. ] wrote two letters,
one to you and one to him" He
turned the paper over, and there, on
the back, in his handwriting. was
the address:
Madame la Baronne Linden.
"Heavens,--what a mistake! I fold
ed the letters, sealed them, and then
wrote the addresses. See, I have d.
rected his letter to you, and yours
ITO him." said she, Laughing. Poet,
dreamer--what a wretched conspirator
you make! And was there anything
compromising to your Sophie In this
letter to Monsieur BlancT"
Nothing. Il only spoke of my meet
ing with Monsieur de Fleury, and Of
the business in which it involved me,
so that you might know. II I failed to
keep our appointment. that 1t would
not be my fault"
Good" said she, land, fortunately,
your letter to Monsieur Blanc came
safely to me, for If It 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 own 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 it will lead to questions. Lean
not lie. though II seems / can steal.1
shall tell him he is a scoundrel. and
he will tell me I am a thief. l shall
pass my sword through his heart,
and he win pass his through mine.
Bon Dieu! I am beginning to have 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. II have altered my
plans, and shall no leave Paris as sooh
as / had intended. I have some busi-
ness TO do first. You will come here
at once II you are successful. will you
not? The doorNof my house is like my
heart for you" %
How? }" asked he, her hands in his.
1T is open day and night"