Evening journal., 1922-07-03
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u cb Rafaol Sabatini

Q BY Rafaol Sabafinl

SYNOPSIS
When the peasant Mahey was she
dead while poaching on the domain c
the great noble of Brittany, the
MARQUIS DE LA TOUR D'AZ1A
shudder OF horror went through III
PHILIPPE BE ViI.MoRTN. a youn
divinity student, who was believe
In the democratic doctrines which un
derlay the French Revolution. Philip
pes determination TO secure justic
meets with little encouragement fror
MS friend
ANDRE-LOUIs MoREAU. a young an
brilliant lawyer. who is popularity be
QUENTIN DE KERCADIoU. Lord o
Garvrillac. Andre-Louis looks witt
cynicism on the new political doc
trines but agrees to accompany
Phiippe and put The case before ord o.
ed with the Lord of Gavrillac wher
they arrived. PHILIPPE goes 20 Joir
| the two mobiles and Andre-Louis talks
70 the young and beautiful
AIINE DE KERCADIOU. He is hor.
rified when the girl tells him that The
Marquis has come TO ask her uncle
for her hand in marriage.
Aline drew back from Andre
Louis little, with a frown and an
upward tilt OF her chin. 1T sur
prises your"
1T disgusts me, 4" said he. bluntly.
In fact, don't believe It,"
For moment she put aside her
visible annoyance TO remove his
doubts. II am quite serious, mon
sieur. There came a formal letter
to my uncle this morning from NJ.
de La Tour d'Azyr announcing the
visit and its object"
"And will it suit you 10 be duti-
full # your uncle accepts this mon
strous proposal?"
'Monstrousr' She bridled. And
why monstrous, II you please?"
For a score OF reasons, he an
swered, irritably.
Give me one" she challenged
him.
"He is forty-five at least"
But he looks no more than
thirty He is very haDdsome-the
greatest nobleman in Brittany. lie
will make me a great lady"
"God made you that Aline."
"Come, that's better. Sometimes
you can almost be polite" And she
moved along the terrace Andre
Louis pacing beside her.
Il can be more than that to show
reason why you should not let this
beast befoul the beautiful thing that
God has made"
She frowned and her lips tight
ened. "You are speaking Of my fu-
ture husband" she reproved him.
"And IS It so? It IS settled, then?
Your uncle Is to agree? You are to
be sold thus, lovelessly, into bond
age 10 a man you do not know. !
had dreamed of better things for
you. Aline
"You are indicate" said she. and
though she frowned her eyes
laughed. MY uncle will not consent
TO more than follow my consent TO
be sought I am not to be bartered
like turnip."
"You have been torturing me TO
amuse YOURSELF" he cried. "Ah,
well. I forgive you out of my re-
lief"
Again you go too fast. Cousin
Andre. / like the look of the gem
tleman. NJ. lie Marquis does not
look as if he were a dullard. II
should he interesting to be wooed by
him. 1t may be more interesting
still to marry him, and think, when
all is considered. that 1 shall prob
ably-very probably-decide to do
So"
God help you. Alinel" he groan-
ed.
you are iDsufferablel" She was
growing angry. as he saw by the
deepening frown, the heightened
color.
THAT is because I suffer. Oh,
Aline. little cousin. think well of
what you do. Consider that
IT consider, monsieur, that you
presume upon the kindness l have
always shown you. You abuse the
position of federation in which you
stand. Who are you? What are
you, that you should have the in
science TO take this tone with me?"
MY congratulations. mademoir
selle. upon the readiness with which
you begin to adapt yourself to the
great role you are to play"
do you adapt yourself also, mon
sleur," she retorted angrily, and
turned her shoulder to him.
ITO be as the dust beneath the ,
naughty feet Of Madame la Mar
quise. hope I shall know my place
in future"
The phrase arrested her. She :
turned TO him again, and he per- ]
ceived that her eyes were shining
now suspiciously. In an instant the
mockery in him was quenched in A.,
contrition.
Lord. what a beast am, Alinew !
he cried as he advanced. Forgive !
me If you can" Z
They were standing so, confront y
ing each other little breathlessily j
a little defantly. when the others ]
issued from the porch.
First came the Marquis Of La J
Tour d'Azyr. Count of Solz Knight