Evening journal., 1922-07-20
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I ob Rafael 6abatini
Q By Rafaol 6abattni

Andre-Louis laughed
That fellow. too. has a ven
= dangerous gift Of eloquence. NJ. /
Marquis" he said.
''Gallows-b -bird!" he was answered
I shall tell the Lieutenant-Ge Genera
that you are to be found in Paris.
MY God, man." cried Andre
Louis "WiI you talk like that o
Lieutenant & enerals when Paris It
self Is likely to tumble about youl
ears or take fire under your feet?"
A rush of men hurtled against
him, swept him along with them
do what he would, separating him
1 from NJ. de La Tour d d'Azyr, so oddly
met.
Bloodshed there was that day In
Paris on the Place Vendome de-
ltachment of dragons awaited the
crowd out of which Andre-Louis had
slipped The horsemen swept down
upon the mob, dispersed II.
The victims were taken up and
borne thence, and amongst them was
Bertrand des Amis, himself-like all
who lived by the sword-an ardent
upholder of the noblesse, trampled
to death under hoofs OF foreign
horsemen. launched by the noblesse
and led by a nobleman.
To Andre-Louis, four men OF the
people brought that broken body OF
one of the earliest victims OF the
Revolution that was now launched
in earnest.
CHAPTER III.
The ferment of Paris which, dur
ing the two following days resem-
bIed an armed camp rather than a
CITY. delayed the burial Of Bertrand
des Amis until the Wednesday OF
that eventful week, Andre-ltouis
succeeded to the fencing-schooL in
which he was himself so well estab-
lished as an instructor.
And so. one fine day in early Au-
gust. he received visit from lie
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"i have news for you Andre.
Your godfather is at Meudon.
There have been fresh disturbances
in Brittany"
Not until Sunday was Andre
Louis able to satisfy a wish which
the impatience Of the intervening |
davs had converted into yearning |
Dressed with more than ordinary |
care, his head elegantly coiffed-An-
mounted his hired car
riage. and drove out to Meudon.
It was into the presence of |
neevlsh and rather somnolent NJ. de |
Otffq WAS :
lshered. He was uDannounced, as
had ever been the custom at Cav
rinac.
What more than to kiss your
hand. monsieur my godfather. said
submissively, bowling
his sleek black head.
you can't You'll never make
me undertand how you came to
render yourself so odiously motor
lous in Brittany"
"Ah. not odiously, monsieur!"
Certainly. odiously. 1t IS said |
even that you were Omnes Omnibus,
though that l cannot, will not be-
lieve.'
yet it Is true"
NJ. de Kercadiou choked. And |
you confess it? You dare TO confess
~"
what a man dares to do. he
ihould dare TO confess-unless he Is
i coward"
ooh, and to be sure you were
-ery brave. running away each time
.fter you have done the mischief.
urning comedian to hide yourself,
oing more mischief as comedian.
a riot in Nantes. and then
away again to become God
nows what-somethiug dishonest
" the affluent look of you My God.
nan. l tell you that in these past
wo years l have hoped that you
we're dead, and you profoundly dis
-ppoiDt me that you are not!" lie
'eat his hands together, and raised
lis shrill voice TO call.-"Benoit."
"Benoit, the door NJ. Andre
louis Moreau to the doori"
The tone argued an irrevocable :
determination. Pale and self-con-
aimed, bat with a queer pain at his
ieart, Andre-Louis heard that dis
nissal. And then another voice, a
.risp. boyish voice, cut in.
Uncle It cried, a world Of in
Iignation and surprise in its pitch,
nd then: "Andre!" And this time
note almost Of gladnness, certain
Y OF welcome. was blended with the
urprise that still remained.
Both turned, half the room be-
ween them at the moment, and be-
Ield Aline in one OF the long, open
windows. arrested there in the act OF
ntering from the garden. Aline In a
nillz-maid bonnet OF the latest mode,
hough without any OF the tricolor
that were so COM
lonly to be seen upon them.
She was coming toward him now
18th outstretched hands, a height
ned color in her cheeks. a smile OF
-elcome on her lips. He bowed low
nd kissed her hand in silence.
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