The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1916-05-18

the story Is ] finished ! pulled the
kenrhlef from my vest pocket and
threw IL on the table Here" | said,
is the toy picked up. And now To
look ~ the crest and the monogram.
II should tell us who she is
Il stretched out my hand. but Lorg'
nae was before me. "No, no. This Is
not your way or mine, de Besme Why
should we pry into woman's Sc
/ cretsT
"You forget | am La Foulne, the fer
ret. and the secret Is Chantonnay's as
well as hers"
He hesitated for n moment and then,
Insisting on his point Even 80! Let
. be, old friend"
AS you viii. Sir Amadis OF Gaul," I
replied little petulantly putting the
kerchicf aside, adding: But | will
make my Spaniard dance tonight at
the masque You are, of course, com
4 lng?'
mo leave Paris 1T dawn for Mar
/ ienbourg
where Condo, they say, lies ill.'
I'll. yes. but not with the fever you
/ think Ii Is another kind Of fever, ]
was taken that way once, but that is
over. thank God! And, De Besme."
Here he rose from his seat and began
TO pace the roon as he continued;
Nothing would satisfy the prince but
] 4 oil "a IL, 81, IFp tsfp hnp mn.
queen. and ride back and tell him |
! had done so. | was not to exchange
a word On my faith as gentleman!
| bore no message.
And you have seen her, the queen
| of ScotlandE'
Yes, But she saw me, too. II was
on the ladies' terrace that we met"
"AlOne?'
with her. and the short Of 1t is that |
Ass and fool-have promised to bear
letter to the prince
"You." | burst out your And
then | rose, too and In bitter jest
handed him my cop and bells.
BE stillr' he said hoarsely. 81 could
not say 10. She is woman and a
queen.
"And Blaise de Lorgnac, seigneur Of
Lorgnac. of Tully. and Malez!eux,
knight Of the Kings Order, is "A man
of honor And this letter-you have
it,
Not yet. receive it in an hour, and
time presses Au revoirw He wrung
my hand and was gone.
And so It was with n bitter heart
that ! sought the gay rcvels. so bitter
that all thought Of my jest on the
Spaniard was gone. ! stood a little
apart. under the lee of pillar of vein
ed marble. watching hungrily for n
face | longed to see. The king was
there, tall and grim; the queen was
there, too, and Nine. Diane in con
verse with the sickly young dauphin,
but Mary Of Scotland was not there,
nor was Chantonnay. Then suddenly
caught sight of Chantonnay ut the far
end Of the room, making his way slow.
~ toward the king.
As Chantonnay approached | made
Pompon walk gravely up to the king
anj salute him "The high and mighty
sieur Pompon, ambassador from Bar
barry, desires audience of your mai,
esty"
IAN honor that !, too, claim In the
q Al. l. f,,,x
master" said naughty voice beside
me as Chantonnay stepped up TO the
king. And then there was a suppress
ed litter. for Pompon turned sharply
around on the Spaniard and began to
jabber angrily at him.
my ambassador Is explaining to
nonseigneur here that he claims prec-
edence." | went on, not needing the
dons black looks. But the king turn
ed TO me angrily.
peace, and truce OF your Ill timed
jestsr And then to Chantonnay:
"Monseigneur. il Is always pleasure
to hear from my cousin from Spain.
You will have your audience with the
morning. We hunt at Fontainebleau
tomorrow. VIII you accompany u.s."
Chautonnay expressed his thanks
and then begged permission 10 retire,
as he had 10 complete memorial he
said he would present to his majesty
in the morning-a memorial. as he said.
Of vital import TO the peace and good
will of two nations.
Presently | gained my pillar once
again. and as did so some one pulled
me quietly by the sleeve
turned and saw young De Lorges.
Montgomery's son. who was then a
page TO the danphiness. Mary OF Scot
land.
"What has happcnedT' | said, inter
rupting him before he could speak.
Il do not know he said. but you
are wanted at once Gomez" He tug.
eed at my sleeve once more, and with
out another word followed him. We
left the Pavilion du Roy without notice
and then went down the long corridors
that led 10 the apartments Of the dau-
phin. Beyond there lay those OF his
wife. Mary u Scotland. the little
queen" as she was called
During all this time we exchanged no
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