Every evening, Wilmington daily commercial., 1921-09-23

whole edi6ce. The father of Mile. dc
Narion is now prisoner, held by the
governors order, on charge of treason
for having harbored Huguenots. Would
his daughter undertake to do the work
of a spy and n traitor for that governor
against Huguenot? Now for your
ingenuity, monseurl'
''Such things have been known" he
answered, not at all discounted. His
daughter may not have her fathers
weakness for Hupumoi I'D if she bears
resentment against & g ,rnor on her
fathers account her q, Of the reward
may outweigh that resentment. Covet-
BUSINESS is strong in women. You would
not expect great filial devotion in q hired
spy and traitress. Moreover, for oil |
know, this woman may not be Mile. de
Varion, although Montignac so named
her TO me. She may have assumed that
character at his suggestion, IN order to
get your confidence and sympathy, not
daring to pretend TO be a Huguenot lest
some habitual act might betray the
deception"
Enough, NJ. de Berquin," said. 81
do your wit the credit of admitting that
so well-wrought lie was never before
told Only two things prevent its being
believed. IL is TO me that you tell 1T,
and it is of Mile. dc Varionl You COM
planned a while ago of being chilly. Let
us now warm ourselvesV
And so we went at it. had no reason
COW to repeat the trick by which ! had
before disarmed him. Indeed, | wished
him to keep sword in hand that ! might
have no scruples about killing him
never could bring myself to give the
death thrust to on unarmed man. Yet |
was determined that the brain whence
had sprung SO horrible story against
my beloved should invent no more, that
the lips which had uttered the aecusa-
ton should not speak again Yet he
gave me hard fight.It was for his
life that he now welded sword, and he
was not now taken by surprise rs he
had been in our former meetings, or un-
steadied by desire of making great
flourish before a lady. He now brought
TO his use all his training as fencer. He
had strong wrist and a good eve,
despite the dissolute life that he had led
For some minutes our swords clashed,
our boots beat the ground, and our lungs
painted as we fought in the moonlight
was anxious to have the thing over
quickly lest the noise we made might
reach the ears of mademoiselle, and
perhaps bring her to the scene. knew
that Blaise would keep the men away,
but he would not presume TO restrain
madameoiselle. | wished, too, to have
the thrust made before my antagonist
should begin to show weakness of body
or uncertainty of eye. But he MAIN
tsined a good guard, and also required
me TO give much time and attention
to my own defence. Indeed, his point
once passed through my shirt under my
left shoulder, my left arm being then
raised. But at last | caught him be-
tween two ribs as he was coming for
ward, and it was almost as though he had
fallen on my sword. l missed his own
sword only by quickly turning sidewise
so that his weapon ran along the front
of my breast without touching me.
He uttered one shrek, drew my
sword out of his body, and he fell in a
limp heap. With a convulsive motion
he Strengthened out and was still.
turned his body so that his face was
towards the sky, and / went back to the
courtyard, leaving him alone in the
moonlight.
(To be continued)