Five Mile Beach weekly journal., 1916-07-07
Enough MonsIeur-Gol"

"Enough Monsieur-Go!"
by the king, but the royal order was
never recorded. 1t exists, but where I
do not know, nor do l know as yet
for what purpose it was concealed. My
marriage to Cassion must have been
an afterthought, for he is but a crea-
ture of La Barre's. 1t is through him
the greater villains seek control; but,
no doubt, he was a willing tool enough,
and expects his share"
"Why not let me choke the truth
out of him then? Bah! it would be
easy"
For two reasons" / said earnestly.
First, l doubt if he knows the true
conspiracy, or can lay hands on the
kings restoration. Without that we
have no proof, Of fraud. And second,
coward though he may be, his very
fear might yield him courage. No.
Uncle Chevet, we must wait and learn
these facts through other e. than
force. IT'S back in Quebec, not in this
wilderness, we will find the needed
proofs. What l ask of you is. pretend
to know nothing; do not permit Cas-
sion to suspicion that I have confded
In you. We must encourage him to
talk by saying nothing which will put
him on guard"
"You-you will try, as his wife, to
win confession? 2" he asked finally,
grasping vaguely the one thought oc-
curing to him.
"No; there is q better way. I de-
spise the man; l cannot bear that he
touch me. More than that, II l read
him Alright, once 1 yield and confess
myself his property, he will lose all
interest in my possession. He is a
lady killer; it's his boast. The man
has neve been in love with me; it
was not love, but a desire to possess
my fortune, which led to his proposal
OF marriage. Now I shall make him
love me.
"We shall be alone In the wilderness
for months to come. 1 will be the
woman; perchance the only white
woman into whose face he will look
until we return to Quebec. 1 am not
vain, yet l Am not altogether Ill to
look upon, nor shall I permit the hard
ships of this journey to affect my at
Effectiveness. I shall fight him with
his w weapons, and win. He will
beg and threaten me, and I shall
laugh. He will love me and l shall
mock. There will be jealousy between
him and D'Artigny, and to win my
favor he will confess all that he
knows. Tonight he sulks somewhere
yonder, already beginning to doubt
his power to control me-"
you have quarreled?"
"No-only that / asserted independ-
n He would have entered this tent
as my husband, and 1 forbade his do
ing so. He stormed and threatened,
but dare not venture further. He
knows me now as other than a weak
girl, but my next lesson must be a
more severe one. IT'S partly to pre-
pare that 1 sent for you; I ask the
loan of a pistol-the smaller one, to
be concealed in my dress"
"You would kill the manr'
"Pooh! small danger of that. You
may draw the charge If you will. For
him to know that l possess the weapon
will protect me. You do not grasp
my planY'
He shook his head gloomily, an
though it was all a deep puzzle to
his mind, yet his great hand held forth
the pistol, the short barrel of which
cleaned wickedly in the fire glow as
I thrust it out of sight. 1
"'T1s not the way l front enemies"
he growled stubbornly, land I make
little of it. Mon dieu! 7 make them
talk with these hands,"
"But my weapons are those OF a
woman" 1 explained, land I will learn
more than you would with your brute
strength. All | ask of you now, Uncle
Chevet, is thgt you keep OIL friendly
terms with Monsieur Cassion, yet re-
peat nothing to him of what l have
said, anG gain me opportunity for
speech clone with Sieur d'Artigny."
He growled something indistinctly
in his beard, which / interpreted as
assent, but I watched his great form
disappear in the direction of the fire,
my own mind far from satisfied; the
man was SO lacking in brains as to
be a poor ally, and so obstinate of ma
tdre as to make 1t doubtful If he
would long conform to my leadership.
Still it was surely better to confde In
him to the extent 1 had than permit
him to rage about blindly and In open
hostility to Cassion.
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