Evening journal., 1922-07-19
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WORD he shot him through tn
body.
Binet went down screaming, willis
the fierce Polichinells, necer thar
ever in that moment of fierce realit!
spoke quickly into Andre-Louis' ear
FOOL So much was not neces
saryl Away with you now, or you'll
leave your skin here!"
Andre-Louis thought It good ad.
vice. and took It. He gained the
wings and here found himself faced
by a couple of sergeants OF the
watch. part of the police that was
already invading the theater with a
view OF restoring order.
MAKE way. or I'll burn your
brains!" he threatened them, and
intimidated. they fell back and let
him pass. The street behind the
theater was deserted. Down this he
went on the run. intent on reaching
the inn for clothes and money.
BOOK III: THE SWORD
CHAPTER
You may agree" wrote Andre
Louis from Paris to lie Chapeller.
in a letter which survives. @that II
is 10 be regretted should have dis
carded the livery. OF Scaramouche.
since clearly there could be no livery
filter for my wear. II seems to be
my part always 10 stir up strife and
then TO slip away before l am caught
in the crach OF the warning ele-
ments / have aroused. II is humil-
iatlng reflection. This time they may
want TO hang me- for several things.
including murder; for I do not
know whether that scoundrel Blnet
be alive of dead from the dose OF
lead I pumped into his fat paunch." ="
There is also another letter OF his
written at about the same time to
the Marquis de Ia Tour d'Azyr.
THE Paris newspapers. he writes
in this, Inform mo that you have es-
capped the fate I intended for you
when I raised that storm OF public
Indignation. rejoice in II. Had
you died, had you been torn limb
from that night. should now re-,
pine In the thought OF your untrou-
bled slumber. In torment OF mind
should the guilty atone.
II am content that you should
live to engage and suffer in the
shadow OF your evil deed. knowing
at last that the voice OF Philippe de
Vilmorin will follow you 10 de-
nounce you ever more loudly, ever
more insistently. until having lived
in dread you shall go down in blood
under the just rage which your vic
Tins dangerous gift OF eloquence is
kindling against you"
Those two letters, both written in
April of that year 1889, had for only
immediate effect TO Increase the ac-
tivity with which Andre-Louis Mo-
reau was being sought.
Let Chapelier would rave found
Andre-Louis TO urge upon him once
again 10 take up a political career.
The electors of Nantes would have
found hlm--at least. they would
have found Omnes Omnibus on each
OF the several occasions when a va
cancy occurred In their body. And
the Marquis de La Tour d'Azyr
would have found him that they
might send him to the gallows.
With a purpose no less vindictive |
was he being sought by NJ. Binet, !
now unhappily recovered from his |
wound 10 face completest ruin. His
troupe had deserted him during his |
Illness. NJ. le Marquis, prevented by
the riot from expressing in person
to Mile. Binet his purpose OF making
an end OF their relations had been
constrained 10 write to her TO that
effect from Ayr a few days later.
Meanwhile the frecely sought
Moreau had gone to
earth completely for the present
And the brisk police OF Paris, urged
on by the Kings Lieutenant from
Rennes. hunted for him in vain. Yet
he might have been found in a house
in the Rue du Hasard within
stones throw OF the Palsis Royal.
He was destitute. So desperate
was his case that strolling One gusty
April morning down the Rue du
Hasard with his nose IN the wind
looking for what might be picked
up, he stopped 70 read a notice out
side the door OF a house.
The notice announced that a
young man OF good address with
some knowledge OF workmanship
was required by NJ. Bertrand des
Amis on the second floor. Above
this notice was a black oblong board,
and on this shield, in letters OF gold,
ran the legend:
BERTRAND DIES ANTS
Maitre en- fait d'Armes des Acade-
mics du Rol.
In the end he climbed TO the sec
md floor. On the landing he paused
outside door on which was written
Academy of NJ. Bertrand des
Amis" From beyond came the
OF feet. the click and
llther OF steel upon steel.
Andre-Louis tapped on the door.
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