The Washington times., 1914-01-16
CHAPTER XII.
@HE window of the abbe's room
looked out across the garden to !
the sea II vas a hig RindnM

TTHE window OF the abbes room
looked out across the garden to
the sea. II vas a big window
opened wide, and II the morning
the sun shone and brought with it the
scent Of the honeysCukle and the roses
md the songs of the birls, and. occa-
sionally a butterfly lost its way and
UTTERED in
But now the sun was shut out. It
must not be allowed 10 disturb the sick
man, who tossed 7uneasily IN the dim
ght while Therese sat by the bed and
watched over him with the anxious eye
OF mother.
''C'est graver' she said to herself. IN.
lie Docteur remained here more than an
hour and then came oUI with his face
~ wrinkled- Fever Of the bI ain Mon
Dieui Poor ladI" She rose and put
down her knitting snd.turned Everard' s
pillow and murmured soothing things
INTO the ears which neither heard nor
understood
The successive shocks OF al, these
strong emotions during the last months
mad brought this high-strUng young
nan very near to madness. After the
doctor had made a thorough eXamina-
ion of his condition On the previous
hight he told them very gravely that
I was brain fever, ard before going
mad given the able instructions as to
what to do until he came again. Where
upon the able got into div clothes and
sat up all night. He knew no English,
and Everard's rawlings at first contain
ed no meaning. But row and again
there came broken sentences in French,
and Toinette's name ran through all he
said like lett motif.
The long summer night dragged slow
" through, and the aDDe, having sat in
a stiff chair until every muscle ached,
slipped off his shoes LIZ, walked uD and
down the bare, polished boards noise
lessly IN his stOckinged feet, and all the
time the uneasy muttering # EveTard
were the only sounds to disturb the
heavy silence
Toinette! why did mis- man speak her
name so often? Why haC he thrown
.imself into the sea? Was there any
connection between Theron Dieu. no.
That was impossible, rIdtrulOus He told
himself that IL was unfair to listen tc
i'm in that helpless s1WGition. II was
worse than eavesdropping. Besides,
Toinette was not a vs.y lare name.
There were other girls, ana doubtless fl
was not his little flower about whom
the Englishman raved- But he must
not be left alone, 90 how could be
help listening? And II the Cir. Of his
GeIirium were English, why did he talk
10 her in French? Whv had he come
across TO France, TO NimeTeuX, there
deliberatel-, to throw himself in?
He stopped in his pacing and looked
al the sick man. The one candle in the
room threw his distorted shadow on
the wall. He struggled to sit up, and
the abbe stepped swiftly to him and held
him gently down. But the surge OF
questions would not be denied. and they
raced through his brain searching for
an answer which the priest could not
give. A great anxiety filled his heart,
vague, uneasy stirring of alarm, or
doubt.
There was something hidden here, end
Il took possession of his mind. And then
At last dawn had come and Therese, and
she insisted on his going 10 bed for a
few hours while she watched at the bed
side. He obeyed her, almost nIeelIly.
And then with the morning and the
growing OF cocks far and wide and the
awakening of the village had come again
M Rodolfe Gonsard, the little old coun-
try doctor. TO whom this case was the
most exciting event he had TO deal with
for years. 7
Beyond births and deaths there was
little to keep the old man busy in Am
bleteuSe. The fisherfolk were hardy and
strong, and they bore their children with
the unconcern Of healthy animals. They
died hard, too, so that the most the doc
tor was ordinarily called in TO attend
was Q cut knee or a broken finger. Con-
6equently he made Eyerard's case his
one thought and care. He was prepared
20 devote all his time TO him He even
went so far as to brag about 1t.
Brain fever. All! Very grave, very
grave indeed. Why, when / was in
Paris, made light OF such a thing as
brain fever! 1t was child's play TO me-,
You may leave him in my hands, NJ.
fAbbe, with every confidence"
A pompous little old person, n. Con-
sard. with mass of gray hair and
gray beard parted in the middle and