The Tabor independent. [volume] (Tabor, S.D.) 1913-19??, 1918-03-07
CHAPTER THREE. Continued

OClts II oOuIVNtio III "otNIiNo.
No one can enter the room except
by this way. So there is nothing
TO fear"
At = o'clock in the morning a
car stopped outside the house, and
one OF the manservants, who must
have been waiting in the kitchen
FASTENED to the front door. Per
emma switched off the light in the
passage. and, drawing the cur
tain slight aside, saw Nine. Eau
vile enter, followed by Sylvester.
She went up. The lights Oh the
staircase were put out. For half
an hour or so there was IA sound
overhead of voices and of chairs
moving. Then all was silence.
And, amid this silence, Perenna
felt al unspeakable anguish arise
within him, he could not tell why.
But ii was so violent. the iInpre.
sion became SO acute. that he nut
tered
"I shall go and see if he's
asleep. don't expect that he has
bolted the doors
He had only to push both doors
TO open them; and, with his cleo
trio lantern in his hand. he went
up to the bed.
Hippoiytc Fauville was sleeping
with his face turned to the wall.
Percnna gave a smile Of relief.
He returned to the passage, and,
shaking Ma2erouX:
"Your turn. Alexander
"No news, chief?'
"No, none: he's asleep
GLOW do you know"
give had a look at him"
THAT'S funny; | never heard
Sou. It's true, though, I've slept
like a pig
He followed Perenna into the
study, and Perenna said:
"Sit down and don't wake him.
] shall take 40 winks.'
He had one more turn at sentry
duty. But, even while doing, he
remained conscious OF al! that hap
pened around him. A clock struck
the hours with a low chime: and
each time Perenna counted the
strokes. Then came the life ont
side awakening. the rattle OF the
milk carts, the whistle Of the early
suburban trains.
People began to stir inside the
house. The daylight tricklcd in
through the crannies of the shut
tiers, and the room gradually be-
came filled with light.
Let go away" said Sergeant
MazerouX. 1T would be better
for him not to find us here
Hold your tongue'' said Don
luis, with an imperious gesture.
Why"
You'll wake him up
But you can see I'm not wax
ing him." said Mazeroux, without
lowering his tone.
That's true, that s true" whis-
pered Don Luis, astOnished that
the sound of that voice had not
disturbed the sleeper.
And he felt himself overcome
with tie same anguish that had
seized upon him in the middle of
the night, a more clearly defined
anguish, although he would not,
although he dared not, try to real
iZe the reason of it.
What's the matter with you,
chieff You're looking like moth
ing on earth. What is itg'
'Nothing-nothing. I'm frigh-
ened -
Maze"oux shuddered.
Frightened of what? You say
that Just as he did last night"
Yes yes and for the
same reason"
But -"
Don't you understands Don't
you understand that I'm wander
ing -
No; what?'
IF he's not dead!'
But you're mad, chief
NO | don't know. ** /"
Only, only | have an impress
sion of death -
Lantern in hand, he stood as one
paralyzed, opposite the bed; and
he who was afraid of nothing in
the world had not the courage to
throw the light on Hippolyte Eau
Vile face. A terrifying silence
rose and filled the room.
"Oh, chief, he's not moving
II know know and
! now see that he has not moved
once during the night. And that
what frightens me-
He had to make a real effort in
order to step forward. He was now
almost touching the bed.
The engineer did not appear to