The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1922-06-29

great noble, the
MARQUIS DE LA TOUR D'AZYR. stung
He forgot that he was a divinity student
that he was appealing for Justice for the
brutal shooting o fthe peasant discovered
pOaching. and leaped forward TO strike
the Marquis in the facs.
Immediately, his young lawyer friend.
AMBIGUOUS MOREAU. saw the trap
e~loquence had impressed the noble as q
dangerous gift when Philippe pleaded for
QUENTIN DE KERC1DfoU. Lord of Cav.
rtllsc. who was popularly believed to be
the father of Andre-Louis. II was there
rOr that the Marquis de La Tour dAZyT
was suing for the hand of de Gavillsc's
beautiful young niece.
girl of his dreams; Philippe. his dearest
friend. vas now facing the Marquis with
d dueling sword in his hand.
II. de Chebrillane. leaning upon a
cane-for he had relinquished his
sword TO N. de vilmorin-looked on
with quiet interest. Facing him on
the other side Of the combatants stood
Andre-Louis. the palest Of the four,
staring from fevered eyes, twisting
and untwisting clanamy hands.
He chung to the conviction that
the issue could not really be very
serious. If the obligations Of Phil
lppe's honor compelled him to cross
swords with the man he had struck.
II. de La Tour d'Azyr's birth com
PEELED him no less TO do no serious
hurt to the unfedged lad he had so
grievously provoked NJ. le Marquis,
after all was a man Of honor.
The encounter was very short, Of
course. In youth, Philippe had re-
ceived the tutoring in sword-play
that was given to every boy born
into his station Of life. And SO he
knew at least the rudiments of what
was now expected Of him. But what
could rudiments avail him here?
Three disengages completed the ex-
changes, and then without any haste
the Marquis slid his right foot along
the moist turf, his long. graceful
body extending itself in a lunge that
went under NJ. de Vilmorin's clumsy
guard. and with the utmost delibera-
ton he drove his blade through the
young mans vitals.
Andre-Louis sprang forward Just in
time to catch mis- friends body under
the armpits as it sank.
With white face and twitching lips,
Andre-Louis looked UP at NJ de La
Four dAzyr, who stood surveying his
work with a countenance Of grave,
but remorseless interest.
You have killed himr' cried
Andre-Louis.
"Of course"
The Marquis ran a lace handker
chief along his blade to wipe it. AS
he let the dainty fabric fall, he ex.
planned himself. He had, as I told
him. a too dangerous gift of elo.
Quence."
And he turned away. leaving com
pletest understanding with Andre
Louis. Still supporting the limp
draining body, the young man called
to him.
Come back. you cowardly muir
derer. and make yourself quite safe
by killing me. too
The Marquis half turned, his facs
dark with anger. Then NJ. de Cha
brillane set a restraining hand upor
his arm. Although a party through.
out to the deed, the Chevalier was a
little appalled, To- that it was done
He had not the high stomach OF NJ.
de La Tour d'Azyr, and he was q
good deal younger.
Come away" he said. 1.-The lad Is
ravtng. They were friends"
You heard what ne said?" quoth
the Marquis.
Nor an ne. or you, or any man
deny It," flung back Andre-Louis.
Yourself. monsieur. you made con.
AMIIcEME~r