Evening journal., 1922-07-11

animated his hatred OF the Marquis
The first was the the, death % Of his sii,isI. frisnc
student, who was tricked into a due
and slain by the Marquis. The sec
old was his love for beautiful
ALINE DE KERCADIOU, niece OF IN
Lord of Gavrillac, who was ponularl!
believed TO be the father of Andre
Louis. The Marquis is suing for IN
hand Of Aline. After two erillisn
Louis heeds Aline's warning ana fees
He takes refuge in a barn and i
awakened by the voices OF two lovers
LEANDRE. who are panic-striclSen a
- the impending discovery by the glrfi
father.
- Calm, msdemoiselle, calm!" the
subtle friend was urging Climene,
Keep calm ana trust TO me. I
spromise you that all shall be we'll"
"ohl" cried NJ. Leandre. Imply.
SAY what you will. my friend, this
Is ruin-the end of all our hopes.
Your wits will never extricate US
from this. Neverl"
Through the gap strode now an
enormous man with an infiamed
moon face and a great nose, decent
" dressed after the fashion of a
solid bourgeois. There was no mis-
taking his anger, but the expression
that II found was an amazement to
Andre-Louis.
Leandre. you're an imbecilei
Your words wouldn't convince a
! ploughboyl"
He checked abruptly, startled.
J Andre-Louis, suddenly realizing
what was afoot. and how duped he
had been, had loosed his laughter.
The sound of II pealing and booming
uncannily under the great roof that
so Immediately confined him was
startling to those below.
The fat man was the first to re-
cover, and he announced it after his
own fashion in one OF the ready sar-
casms in which he habitually dealt.
'Harki" he cried. the very gods
laugh at you. Leandre." Then he
addressed the roof Of the barn and
its invisible tenant. "Hi! You therel"
Andre-Louis revealed himself by
a further protrusion Of his tousled
head.
Good morning" said he. pleas
antiy.
''what the devil are you doing up
there ?"
Precisely the same thing that
you are doing down there" was the |
answer. Il am trespassing."
Eth" said Pantaloon, and looked |
at his companions, some OF the as
surance beaten out OF his big red |
face. Whose land is this?"
Andre-Louis answered, whilst |
drawing on his stockings. IT be-
lieve it to be the property of the
Marquis de La Tour d-Azyr."
Having donned his boots, Andre
Louis came nimbly to the ground |
in his shirt-sleeves, his riding-coat |
over his arm.
They followed him through that
gap in the hedge TO the encampment
on the common. There Andre-Louis
perceived a young man Of the COM
pany performing his morning toilet
at a bucket placed upon one OF the
wooden steps ct the tail of the
house on wheels u
Il would beg leave to initiate that
very excellent young gentleman be-
fore 1 leave you" he said frankly
to NJ. PantaIoon.
I
viii provide what you require"
SO Andre-Louis once more remov-
ed his neckcloth and his coat. and s
rolled up the sleeves of his fine shirt
whilst Rhodomont procured him Z
soap, a towel. and presently a :
broken comb. This last Andre-Louis
gratefully accepted. and having pres
emily washed himself clean, stood.
restoring order to his disheveled !
locks.
He was standing thus, when his
ears caught the sound OF hoofs. He
looked over his shoulder carelessly
and then stood frozen. with uplifted |
comb and loosened mouth. Away
across the common. on the road that
bordered it, he beheld a party OF
seven horsemen in the blue coats
with red facings OF the marechaus-
see. anE ,
When a moment later the SER =
geant pulled up his horse alongside
Of this half-dressed young man,
Asdre-Louis combed his hair what
time he looked UP with a half smile,
intended to be friendly. ingenious, !
and disarming. +
What is your pleasure. captain2"
Ny pleasure is to tell you that y
you are very likely to be gaoIed for I
this, all the pack of you {
But how so, my captain2 This {
is communal land-free TO all" n
1t Is nothing OF the kind-This is d
terre censive." b
Technically, I suppose you are n
right" sighed Andre-Louis, and fell