The state herald., 1916-10-27
CHAPTER VII.
Tho Two Men Meet.

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Casslon's voice shouting some CON-
mand, and became aware that we
were making landing on the river
bank. The sun was two hours high,
and the spot selected low grass
covered point. shaded by trees. Che
vet had awakened, sobered by his nap
and the advance canoe had already
been drawn up on the shore, the few
| soldiers 1t contained buslly engaged In
starting fires with which to cook our
morning meal.
l perceived D'Artigny with my first
glance, standing erect on the bank
his back toward us, directing the men
In their work. As we shot forward
toward the landing he turned indlf-
ferently, and marked the sudden
Strengthening of his body. ms though
In surprise, although the distance gave
me no clear vision of his face. AS our
canoe came into the shadows he
sprang down the bank to greet us. hat
ip hand. his eyes on me. My own
glance fell before the eagerness in his
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"Ah! Monsieur Cassion," he ex-
claimed, the very sound Of his voice
evidencing delight. You have guests
on the Journey; It's unexpected"
Cassion stepped over the side and
fronted him, no longer smiling gal
liant of the court, but brutal In au-
thority.
And what is that TO you. may !
ask, Sieur dArtIgny" he said coldly
contemptuous. you are but our guide
and It Is no concern OF yours who
may compose the company. Twill be
well for you to remember your place.
and attend to your duties. Go, now.
and see that the men have breakfast
served"
There was n moment Of silence, and
| did not even venture to glance up to
perceive what occurred. although felt
that D'Artigny's eyes shifted their In
| quiry from Cassion's face TO mine
There must be no quarrel now, moi
until he knew the truth. not until l
had opportunity TO explain, and yet
he was n firebrsnd. and It would be
like him TO resent such words. How
relieved I felt as his voice made final
answer.
Pardon. Monsieur ic Commissalre." "
he said. pleasantly enough. at is
true forgot my place in this moment
Of surprise. obey your orders"
looked up ms he turned away md
disappeared. Cassion stared after him.
smothercd nn oath. and evidently dis
| appointed Mt so tame nm ending OF the
afYair. for It was his nature to bluster
and boast. Yet MS his lips changed 70
a grin. I knew OF what the man was
thinking he had mistaken DART.
gny's actions for cowardlce. and felt
assured now Of how he would deal
with him. He turned to the canoe.
q new conception Of Importance In the
sharp tone OF his voice.
"Come ashore. men; ny! draw the
boat higher on the sand. Now. Mon
sIeur Chevet. assist your niece for
ward to where can help her TO land
with dry feet-permlt me. Adele"
ut is not necessary, monsieur" l
replied. avoiding his hand and leap
ing lightly to the firm sand. "You have
forced me Into marriage; the law holds
me as your wife. know not how
mny escape thnt fate, or avoid accom-.
panyIng you. So far ! submit. but no
further. I do not love you: I do not
even feel friendship toward you. Let
me pass"
He grnsped my arm. turning ms
about until faced him. his eyes glar
ing into mine.
mot until speak," he replied
threateningly. "Do not mistake my
temper. or imagine me blind. know
what has 10 suddenly changed you
It Ia that gay. simpcring fool yonder
But be careful how far you go. am
your husband. and In authority here"
I released my nrm, but did not move.
My only feeling toward him mt tim,
moment was one OF disgust, defiance.
The threat in his eyes, the cool inso
lcncc Of his speech. set my blood on
fire.
"Monsicur, l SAID cody, nlth0ugb
every nerve Of my body throbbed
you may know girls. but you deal
now with woman. Your speech. your
'insinuation In Insult. I dlsllkcd you
before: now I dcsplsc you. yet I will
say this In answer 10 what you have
intimnted Monsieur d'Artlgny Il moth.
Ing 10 me. save that be hath shown
himself friend. You wrong him. even
ns you wrong me. In thinking other.
wise. md whatever tho causc OF mis-.
understanding between US. there Is no
excuse for you TO pick quarrel with
him."
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! VIII the Jesuit. Uncle Che
I vet and p'Artlpny eountsrpiot
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