The L'Anse sentinel. (L'Anse, L.S., Mich.) 18??-current, 1919-09-12
c.pyrishs w. O. Chapman


out.
Then yielded reluctantly to Jacque-
lines soft violence. / followed her
through the dark chamber, under an
archway of stone. and through wind
ing passage in the rock. Plerre's
candle flckered before us, and In an
other moment we had squeezed
through narrow opening into cham
Der In the cliff.
= On the ground were five or six
large stones and Pierre began to fit
them into the aperture through which
we had passed. In minute the place
was completely sealed, and we four
stood and looked breathlessly at one
another within what might have been
cenOtaph.
The chamber seemed at one time to
have been prepared for such con-
tingency as had occurred, for there
were wool rugs on the stone floor,
though they had rotted and partly dis
integrated from the dampness.
IN. Duchaine, he make this place In
case gov'ment come take him." ex-
planned Pierre as he placed the rugs.
"No can find. no can break down
stone door. Other way Simon not
know-only m'sieur and me. Old Carl
bou he come that way; he see you tied
and know IL time to come here. Soon
| time to kill Simon come as WELL"
"When, In heavens name, will II
Gomez" / cried.
| "Come soon. His diable tell me-"
answered Pierre Caribou.
! II go now" he announced. ITO
morrow ! come for you, take all
through tunnel. You stay here till
come; all sleep till morning"
II will go with you, Pierre" I said
still under my obsession. But he laid
his heavy hand upon my arm and
pushed me away.
"You no kill Simon" he answered
"Why you no kill him again when you
have sword? Only diable can kill him
When time come diable tell old Carl
bou. You sleep now. l 20 for take
my woman and gal safe through tun-
mel to place know. When my woman
and gal safe come back to m'sieur
and ma'm'selle."
] lay down. The silence was loneli-
ness itself, and not rendered less
lonely by the occasional cries of the
old man and the drip, drip Of water
I could not see anything and Jacque-
line might have been woman OF
stone, for she made not the least move.
ment.
At last I spoke to her.
"JacQueinew
heard her start, and knew that she
had raised her head and was looking
after me. crawled toward her, drag
cling my blanket after me. felt In
the darkness for the place where
knew her hand must be and took It In
mine. O.
"Jncqueline! !" I said again.
"Ah, NJ. Hewlett"-the WEAKNESS In
her voice went to my heart-"it might
have been so different-if-"
IF what. JacquelineT
"If there had not been the blood OF
dead man between u.s." she moaned
"If-you-had not-killed himp'
Her words were n revelation to me
for learned that she had mercifully
been spared the(full remembrance OF
what had happened in the Tenth street
apartment. SheSthought that 1t was
who had killed Louis d'Epernay.
And how could deny this, when tc
so would be to bring to her mind the
knowledge of her own dreadful guilt
The hours wore away, and we three
lay there. two waiting and one dream
ing of the old days of youth. no doubt
tried to light the candle to see the
time, hut my shaking hand sent 1t fly
ing across the cave, and when
searched for my matches l found that
the box was empty.
1t seemed an eternity since we Ind
come there. 1t Is one thing to wait fol
dawn. and quite another thing to wait
where dawn will never come.
resolved TO follow the exit for q
little distance to see-whither 1t led
and II ! could discover the light OF
day.
So I took my sword and sailed out
through the passage in the cliff.
had only. proceeded few step.
when the air grew cold and sweet
And before hsd traversed two hun
dred yards saw a dim light in The
distance. This was no candle liCht
but that of day. So had endured all
those agonles Of mind with the oper
air but short distance awayi