The Greenville journal. [volume] (Greenville, Ohio) 1850-1918, 1916-08-03

surroundings, for I was amused by
Casslon's voice shouting some com
mand. and became aware that we
were making landing on the river
bank. The sun was two hours h'Sh'
and the spot selected low grass
covered point, shaded by trees. ChN-
vet had awakened. sObered by bis nap'
and the advance canoe had already
been drawn up on the shore, the re"
soldiers 1t contained busily engaged IN
starting fires with which to cook our
morning meal.
perceived D'Artigny with my nrst
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 indif-
ferently, and marked the SUDDEN
Strengthening of his body, as though
in surprise, although the distance gave
me no clear vision Of his face. AS our
canoe came into the shadows ne
sprang down the bank to greet us, nat
in hand, his eyes on me. My own
glance fell before the >eagerness In MS
face, and l turned away.
"Ah! Monsieur Cassion," he eA-
claimed. the very sound of his voice
evidencing delight. you have guests
on the journey; tbs unexpected"
Casslon stepped over the side ana
fronted him, no longer a smiling gal-
liant of the court, but brutal In au-
thOrity.
"And what is that to you, may L
ask, Sieur d'ArdgnyT" he said coldly
contemptuous. 'You are but our guide,
and it Is no concern Of yours VINO
may compose the company. Twill Dc
well for you to remember your place.
and attend to your duties. Go, now,
and see that the men have breakfast
served"
There was 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
uuiry from Cassion's face to mine
There must be no quarrel now, mol
until he knew the truth, not until
had opportunity to explain, and ye'
he was a firebrand, and it would be
like him to resent such words. How
relieved felt as his voice made tina
answer.
pardon, Monsieur lie Commissaire,
he said, pleasantly enough. 1T II
true I forgot my place in this momen
/, of surprise. obey your orders"
I looked up as he turned away ant
disappeared. Cassion stared after him
smothered an oath, and evidently dis
appointed Mt so tame an ending of tn
affair. for it was his nature to bluste
and boast. Yet as his lips changed I
a grin, | knew of what the man wa
, thinking he had mistaken D'Art
gny's actions for cowardice, and fel
, assured now Of how he would dea
, with him. He turned to the canoe
, a new conception of Importance in tn
{ sharp tone of his voice.
e Come ashore, men; ay! draw th
8 boat higher on the sand. Now, MOI
? sIeur Chevet, assist your niece fol
: ward to where I can help her to Ian
t with dry feet-permit me, Adele"
, ut is not necessary, monsieur"
9 replied, avoiding his hand and leaI
d ing lightly to the firm sand. "You hay
forced me into marriage; the law holc
b me as your wife. l know not how
e NAV escape that fate, or avoid accon
e panying you. So far l submit, but 7
l. further. do not love you; l do nj
e even feel friendship toward you. L.
II me pass"
e, He grasped my arm, turning n
e about until faced him, his eyes gla
e. ing into mine.
st mot until l speak," he repli'
II threateningly. "DO not mistake u
n temper, or imagine me blind. l kno
y what has so suddenly changed you
K it is that gay, simpering fool yond'
E. But be careful how far you go.
m YOUR husband, and in authority here
IS l released my arm, but did not moN
Id MY only feeling toward him at tn
e. moment was one Of disgust, detian'
d. The threat in his eyes, the cool in'
&C. lence of his speech, set my blood
ne fire.
II monsieur" l said coldly, althou
I'D every nerve of my body throbb'
he "you may know girls, but you d
at now with a woman. Your speech, yc
ed insinuatiOn is insult. disliked y
y? before; now l despise you, yet l "
lis say this in answer to what you ha
fl intimated Monsieur d'Artigny is no
lc- ing to me, save that he hath sho'
N himself friend. You wrong him, eV
as as you wrong me, in thinking 9th
I'd! wise, and whatever the cause OF II
ch understanding between us, there is
he excuse for you to pick quarrel W
1ls him"
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