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SSPE Ay TE RSE RRR BR te eg : . Raa) A COMPLETE NOVEL = || BALAOO BY GASTON LEROUX ' Author of “THE YELLOW ROOM,” Bte. trained to becomea “human S00 |OER01 [will Begin Next Monday in The Evening World OODGON HOOHHHHOIDOODHOOIDH HOOD DOOTOHOOOE ATHE MAIDS OF PARADISE —— An Exiled American's Adventures in Wartime France — By Robert W. Chambers (* The Common Law,” “The Fighting Chance,” Etc. POOOHOHDDIHHDIWGH1NGH1G0OHHHHOHDOHODOVOISOSé on (Ceorrtga, 1902, by Robert W. Chamber.) pened at the »emaphore. In his eager. iS OF PRECEDING CHAPTm: ness he pushed close to where I stood, Ct (iy menacing me with every gesture, oure- ing and lashing himseif into a rage, L 9 ignoring all pretense of respect and to a discipline for his own superiors. “What are you waiting for?” he shouted, insolently, turning on Buck- hurst. “I tell the truth, and if this live for. But you must not feel lonely, I stood with Speed and the sailor, mained even for the miserable in- moneleur; you will be with us—we buried in smoke, chopping out blas- shall be close to you.” ing woodwork, tearing the burning She turned to me, and her hands curtains from the windows, The ma- fell to her side. rines fired steadily from the windows Again, but they deserted with horses “Are you contented?” she asked. = above us. and arms in scores, until, when we hey want the Red Terror!” rog@ into the Rue du Bols d'Amour, ty hed the sailors, “They shall have scarce squadron clattered into the 5, di HN han m ber known si man can afford to pay hundreds of tly. “You ie * I whispered, “Hunt them out! Hunt them out!" smoky gateway, and the infantry of ot Hicthunt's, ft france for a telegram he must be rich hae imen ctu and. the vetiey, brane “eae ecco the — mitt Raat, enough to pluck, I tell you!” ‘A bright biueh spread over brow GMening followed kena’ clace, Hous, cursed us from their barracks, Ap] ect beets %y arin abd ia: “You say hé bribed you?’ asked and neck. * trating boatewa On the Inst day of February our es ing ons. Hae te i? Buckhurst, gently. “Ho—It wae love-after all,” she the assault. regiment was disbanded and the of- rs a e said, under her breath, “God be with iackened, scorched, almost suffo- cers ordered to hold themselves in eel sigan “March!” cried Mornac, as two eal. room, where the Countess stood "eadiness to recruit the debris of a of “You; I've sald it twenty times, haven't It “And you took the bribest diera took station beside me, clasping Jacqueline, huddled in @ dragoon regiment, one squadron of CHAPTER Xil. “Parbieu!” Hi beg bs Ra Le Care thie bianket, a! the child's which at once took possession of our (Ovsttane.) ‘And you thought if you admitted It sa oe punted ub beside the young Wetcufis away from a face as White miserable barracks, » Like Her Ancestors. and denounced the man who. bribed Se ee eD eee ete Co tae 08 death. he first day of March, by pe- % EMI-BATTALION, hart!” You that you would help divide a few Counts thet jald their hands on her “‘ogether we carried her back On the first day laroh, Pe fore millions with us, you rogue?” sug- shoulders. pers from London, we learned that after mon! through the smoking hallway, wu J 4 lal . “Who the devil are you giving or- ders to?" shouted Mornac savagely. ; “Tages d out firet; I followed passed oul + 10" Hi the Countess canie behind me. ira to my bedroo! the war was at an end and thet the preliminary treaty of Sunday, the bed. argh? Gills pened her @yes 88 We seen, nad been signed at Versaliles. shouted an officer and gested Buckhurst, admiringly. flung up his naked sabre. The wretch laughed outright. “Halt!” repeated Buock- “And you believe that you deserve well of the commune’ said Buck- B Fe i z hurst quietly. “Wh eed? ‘The same mail brought to me an ‘The hurat. ere is Speed?" she asked, oa jug winds ‘Mme do Vassart’s servants had “ho goidior grinned and opened his ye ntumbied out inte areamlly. astonishing offer from Cairo to ‘We spoke : i running from kitchen and stable mouth to answer, and Buckhurst the first alarm and now stood ehot him through the face; and, as he 4 in tho courtyard, bewildered, fell, shot him again, standing A moment later he came in, and she gist in the reorganization and accept iecauciinet et be whe ® commission in the Egyptian mili- oy cmilea “adorably, Hert a adorably, er fore. ‘ur had mounted the guillotine | “Jacqueline! i 3 3 pered, bending close above her, tary potice, Speed and I, shivertagin by the bayonets which had Wreathed in the amoke of bis own inted to the garden wall “Do you love me, Speed?” our ragged uniforms by the barrack med ther. ‘The deafening racket of the revol- Dench whore we had ‘Ah, Jacqueline,” he stammered, gtove, discussed the matter over a reseed “more than you can undetstand.” Sten MiKo in ‘Buddenly. a step sounded. on tho loaf of bread and a few sardines, un- Il, iilu- stairs, a rifle-stock grounded, clang- til we fell asleep in our greasy chairs “Buckhurst,” I said, “what the devil ver, the smoke, the spectacle of the You mean by this foolery?” and I dusty, inert thing on the floor over which Buckhurst stood and shot, S tor him, ehouldering my way feemed to stun us all, , together. Turco lifted a torch and set it in bed under the w Ininatiog the spot, where we were to ing, and @ sonorous voice rang out: and dreamed of hot sunshine and of his grotesque escort, “[ think,” said Buckhurst, in a stand, As this soldier turned to come — "alute, O my brother of the tous! pate, and of a crimson sunset Por an instant I looked Into his pleasantly persuasive voice, a fa . baee d POW ee epcssa ys : ded bake ian paca get Pyle Ry 3 bet t ” *, padly eyes; then he allently mo- there will be po more ately” opened HAMBERS hoarssly. “Do. Marabouts do this Sulah Ben-Ahmed the Marabout re- monster, ned me back; ® doxon bayonets 11) smoking weapon; tho spent shells butcher's work?" cited the fatha, bearing witness to fere levelled, forcing me to retire, dropped one by one from the cylinder, Such women as you are the hope of I am not afraid, Speed. 1 shall drop ‘The Turco stared at me as though the eternal unity of God, + by inch, until I felt Speed's grip linking on the stone floor. the world! Ah, that you should con- into the wea.” al GFOP stunned. Late that night the iight cavalry “No—no more bribery,” he mused, Sider the bitterness and folly of such “To your death,” I sald. “Salah Ben- Ahmed is a disgraced sol- from Lorient rode into Paradise, At lhe » ue toushing the dead man with the care: @ man as Iam—that you should con- “Possibly, slew, It in a good death, 1 sald, in @ ringing voice. dawn the colonel, established in the ! hat fellow means mischief,” he fiiy"Fulished toe of bis shoe, “Be- sider and listen to the sorry wisdom however. Jam not afrald.” a he shouted, in Arablo mayory, whence its foolish occu. ispered. “Have you a pistol?” cuuse,” he added, reloading his re- of a homeless mountebank—a wander- “Close_the window,” muttered © my inspector! Speak! pant had fled, sent for Speed and roused, gave mine to Eyre,” I sald, under volver, “I do not like it.” 4 teens j ogeaat cm empty ae Speed. “They'd shoot her from the Ht Reged : tricked me? Are boogie ye ject egbiel pled long {a breath, “If he means us harm, He turned quictly to Mornac and tt By etched cornea om to this wall, anyway,’ you not asian’ mis- coving rpse to be buried, and Again the chi . wsilence! Stlenc bawied Mornac. sions, restoring us to rank and pay rt resist, or they may take revenge ordered the conpse, fo be Muriel ane" “You taught ‘me truth,” she sald, miasion to try eve “AK! POF wrurco, fall in! Fall tn, Leay! What! in the regiment de marche which he the Countess. Speed, keep her !n murderous act of his superior, re- calmly; “you make the last days of “Ni said Speed, harshly, and You meni me?” he snarled, cocking commanded. is he room thére! Don't let her come peated the order, cursing his mea to PY. ie Bao) only ones worth living. turned away. But in this instant Jac- aavlad Gat or tua C0 At aunrise I had bade goodby to ” cover the quaver in his volce. Phen ag oY put an hour since— queline flung open the window and Then a man darted out of the red 7 “As for you," observed Buckhurst, en I-was angry—that we were un- vaulted into the garden. Before 1 Shadows of the torch-light But the Countess de Vassart was al- Q fitted to comprehend each other. It could realize what had happened she Upon Mornac with a knife, and dragged glancing up at us where we stood js, 164 5 ¥ ¢ y in the hall, facing Buckhurst [oCcnicas together, “you will be y7)"4 Sane ye are anee coe t. was only a glimmering spot in the him down and rolled on him, stabbing him through and through, while the th perfoct composure. Judged and sentenced when thi without the friendship which I he. arkness., Then Speed and I followed Titty wretch screamed | and ‘Twice she ordered him to leave. He drum head court decides. Go into jieve—which I know—is mine. Mon- Per eons Byinly toward et eet screamed until his soul struggled out Hooked up from his whispered consul- that room!" r sieur Scarlett, it is not love, If it’ im, through the flame-shot darkness and ary wih Mornac and coolly mo- ‘The Countess did not move. were, I could not say this to you— Seem, White see tmomaiaindiy <b fied to ite last dreadful. abode. Speed touched her arm; she looked even in death's presence. It in some- through the ruddy torch glare into the . The Lisard rose, shaking his fagot her to be silent. up quietly, smiled, and stepped across thing bette: omething untroubled, blackness beyond. they fell upon him, clubbing Once she spoke to Mornao, quietly the thresholdy Speed followed; Jac- confidenti rene, © © © 5 k x i " Hi tock and on ding a reason for the outrage, queline slipped in beside him, and see it is not love. * © © And Plans Peek ras & nol erie startled cry. a Len waevita ule ees bybened “te then I turned on Buckhurst, who had haps it has no name. * © © For motion, curses, and astonis! ex: io aarink & vere pthentt Mer, Mornac silenced her with a brutal [ich 0 tea nis soldiers to surround I have never before known such. ‘lamations from the other elde of the blade, clear ‘ 1d J think he could have cut his " the house outside, happiness, much peace, as 1 know "all Baer oan And es hea pot TriccTrao shot him “Madante;” I vaid, “it is Fthey want. “As a matter of fact,” I said, when ow, here with you, talking of our Naber Trt "| your’ in the back of the bead. , death. If we could live * * * you foared a soldier. “Something that “i, frightful tumult broke loone. beg you to retire. the last armed rufflan had departed, death, ek ee Jumped over the cliff! hen o trig ” ” " nly person in this house Bo away I should be 38" e iv ree torches were knocked “You are my guest,” she anid, “My “I am the only person in this house Qione, * © * And 1 have. teen ‘It. was an owl, idiot!” retorted hin Three of the, torches were knocked te here.” hing to Slone all my life * © © ‘and I am Comrade, doubly drunken with mgour, piace to where 3 please tO harm your pave | <2hs) Aotane ve tired, You sec, 1 have nothing to “I tell you T saw It!” protested the Wine “ande the’ taste ef blood, pelzed youl” broke in Mornac; and to “The court will decide that,” he Wiveaic th that brings me to other, in ‘a shaking voice. » Me and tried to force me against the urat: “I tell you she's as guilty replied, balancing his revolver in Bis ji¢qq . Se isay, reese baled acethen “pool out tor ate ae Re miacies team mors of ti " oN " : ; ke , . heard las the others. Let me attend to this PY 4 nim tor an instant, “Do you «Not, Now. Se ae eo lee ne arar patte: Tee death to nabre-bayonet in hand. Speed, too, the starving capital, and we beard of fend make a clean sweep!” teaver to manne to, thls unfortunate bellove—yes, I, know, that you truly “I looked at Speed, Te stood wide- ee Pee ntl un ige wsea ek tay Bee ne Oe ee anata ot tan eee eccrnal” observed Buck. "MY friend,” ho replied, in a low “*"¥og." mad ba ks hh A ale act before the Countess; I saw him ier ader of the insurrection and grown very if k ‘ould she do it?” I asked, horrifi : Ht; voice, “you have very stupidly upset “Then it will not be hard, © @ © iod_knows,” he whispered. nt Nor lry anrurian TiecTras oar at called him John Buckhurst. with a sneor, And then, a8 I pians that have cost me months to ‘Porhaps not even very hd s I “y, 'y painful.’ Soldiers were beginning to clamber of r-flame That Buckhurst could have pene- 4 at this slender, pallid man, Z perfect. You have, by stopping that ‘The key turning in the door mtartled up the garden wall from the outside: werckag one Whe’ ‘ity Mropped his trated Paris neither Speed nor I be- ood who was the dominant train, robbed me of something less us. Buckhurst entered, and through torches were raised to investigate. rifle to spring for my throat, knock- lleved; but, as all now know, we were behind the curtain; and #o did than twenty millions of francs. I the hallway I saw his dishevelled Aw we shran« back into the shadow ing me flat, and, crouching on me, Wrong, though the testimony con- 4. y, oi ij have my labor fdr my pains; I have soldiers running, flinging open doors, of the shrubhery I stumbled over (1% e ‘and 1 heard cerning his death at the hands of his i i He ? : i 2 for I felt bim press my elbow this mob of fools on my hands, I may tearing, trampling, pillaging, wrecke something soft-Jacqueline’s clothes, pirove, to strangle mae, mae 1 HeerT terrible colleague Mortier, was not I ntly. lose my life through this whim of ing everything in their path. lying Ina circle as ‘she had stepped Pee ela wreak to free my wind- in evidence until = young rumMan, i our on one, pine Seas I read ote turned and addressed us, Yours; and if I don't, I have it alt our business will be attended to out of them. pipe from his thin fingers. known as "The Mouse,” confessed be- horses, almost crased with impatience, “Buffalo, N. ¥. , in the garden at 4 40 % wely, bowing with a horrid, mock bE iat nl eee ae me blinking about. the. sears robe etna beek trite Twinaewe Whe pt? hen bel foot, 5 aed tory Plain ie tie Malley nce to the Countess: , His eyes glittered, rage Iamp light dassled him, we entered in time to nvold discovery was on his legs with @ bound, running, Thus, for three blank, bitter months, “In the name of thecommune! The “If I strike her I strike you. Ask oP vin been standing by by a wretch who had succeeded im doubling, dodging; and at heels I freesing and starving, the Regi- i ¢ Countess de Vassart is ac- Yourself whether or not I will strike.” She wie awh we Jacaueline, wheeled mounting the wall, torch in hand. — gaw a dozen sailors, broadaxes giit- ment de marche of Lorient Hussars r Ang the individual niAte,te blood seemed to leave my toon, then cane ine by into the One or two soldiers climbed over tering, chasing him from tree to stood guard at Brest over the dia- of sheltering the hoart; I straightened up with an im, ‘0 @ chair, clasp- and dropped into the garden, prowl- shrub monds of the crown of France. now that the moment ‘had come at last. “Goodby!” shouted the shivering Gragoon officers, wistfully, ae we 3 i iy : j tf i a Ing his lank hands between his knees, ‘i — ‘ ; Jett, lato inspector of Imperial effort. ‘The Countess ing around, prodding the bushes “speed!” 1 shouted—"the sailors you love, comrad “7 ” ‘0 did not even glance ‘ s ” ry ce; ividual Speed, ex-in- | "There are some murders,” T sald, Ppt tees © with thetr bayonets, even coming to from the Fer-de-Lance! ‘And tthe tadividua “that even you must recoil’ at.” UD as the sentence was pronounced: Mes, their dirty tacos and hands "il turteins of the house Were On CHAPTER XIil. Goodby! of Imperial Gendarmes; the “iM acnt' think you appreciate mo,” #8® looked at me and laid her loft n against our window. Fj ough the hallway poured the words dividual Eyre, under general sUs- no replied, with a deathly emile, hand on mine, amiling. as though walt “Eirieyre ail hero!” mang out one. {naurgent ssoldiery,. stampeding in The Secret. Our teeth and bowed our heads as cion; the woman called Bylvis El- He motioned toward the door with terrunted conversation. * “It was an owl, I tell you!” And he frantic fight acrons the. court out HIE news of the collapse of the We galloped through the suburbe and @ German spy. As war delegate levelled woapon, I turned and eB: po you hear?” demanded Buck- ™enaced us with his rifle th pan- into the moors; and the marin army of the Kast found our °Ut Into the icy high road, where, Ine commune, I am here to ac- ‘cred the tea-room, and he locked hurst, raising his vice. tomine and retired, calling his com- gwarming along the cliffs, ahot at them a aig, SvOve us, the telegraph wires sang ' the door from the outside, ‘There was no answer for a moment; banions to follow. as they ran, and laughed savagely wretohedly clothed and half- their whirring dirge, and the wind in i} The Countess, seated on the sofa, “Where is Jacqueline?” asked the when a man fell into the gorse, kick- starved hussare still patrol- ‘the gorse whistled, and the distant There was a atlonce, then alow, an- looked up us T appeared. She was hor sna wia' TARE tree to gore Countess, looking anxiously at the ing like @ wounded rabbit, ling the environs of Breat forest sounded and resounded with murmur from the soldfors, which parribly. pale, but she amiled as my «you! said Buckhurst, contemptu- Jittle blue akirt on Speed's knees. Speed marked their figb' d- from Belair to the Pont Tournant and the wailing, y eyes met hers, “ our! “Havo they harmed that child?” , Pistol flashing; the On, on, hammering the fiimty road louder unt!l Buckhurst turned ously, “Who in hell are you?’ y vancing coolly, pi ‘naked from the banks of the Klorn clear with’ stesl-shod hoofs, recing with the it to be farce or tragedy, mon- ” I told her. » Bon Ahmed, dark art them, Ho did not utter © word, siour?” sho asked, without @ tremor “fouily! sneered Buckhurst, ‘A beautiful Nght grew in ber eyes fetne shoulder bounded behind the ground the ramparte to Lanaion Bay, racing clouds, thundering across. the the sullen roar died out, a bayonet in her clear voice. ve He went away, slamming and lock- ae she listened. “Did I not warn you ¢rightened wretches, cornering, hunt- ed fronclads Iay Pontoon, where benumbed soldiers th Ye a ‘ vy frig where the ice-sheath Hed, then all was still in the I could not have uttered a word to ing the door, and I heard Mornac com- that we Brotons know how to die?” ing them through flower beds and Of the Port Mili. Ruddied to stare, then bounding for- blight. save my life. Speed, pacing the piaining that the signals had gone out sho sald. bushes, now springing like a panther With banked Ares ward through the narrow lanes of lng torobligh' in TOOm, turned to read my face I on tho semaphore and that there was | looked dully at Speed, who eat on his prey, until his blue jacket taire, and the goulet guard-boats pa- hamlets, where pinched faces peered “I accuse,” continued Buckhurst, in think ho read it, for he stopped short more treachery abroad. hy the window, brooding over the roaxed and his elbows dripped trolled the Port de Commerce from the out at us from hovele and gaunt fo Big traces. Jscuusing, watcaing Get me @ bore! Iittie, woollen skirt on his knoe dogs fed from us into the frosen wie wi ue, insoru! le eyes « king it, touching the torn he ; % se ee. J turned sharply toward the window Bn aii vou ine ere: wan ates And at inet folding it with unaccu Pron Heyer) et cet eine claeD- pigue and clear around to Cap Ese "CE? nosy w and peered out into the darkness. over to the semaphore. Gut this house tomed and shaky hands rifle smoke, eyes closed; and, when pagnol. smoke of « loco . Beyond the wall of the garden the and fire it after you've finished that There were noises outside our door, | ho oriq acreeching arose from the All Brest, from the battlements of | “Landernoau!” gasped Speed. "Ride fog, made luminous by the torches business in the garden to-morrow loud voices, hammering, the sound of depths of the garden where they Were the Chateau of St, Martin in Belalr, hard, Scarlett!" passioniess voice, “the individual of treachery to the commune; ‘using the telegraph for treacherous 3 of hotsting signals with the pur- of attracting government troops T had picked up a rifle with & passe de l'Ouest to the hook on the : of ‘tho insurgents, surrounded the io furniture being dragged over stone r Tho station master saw us and ie destroy us, I accuse the individual fouce ‘with @ olrcle of bright, ruddy “Cwhis are you going?" demanded floors, and 1 scurcely noticed it when on TO ernie kor Tuve ou my was on watch, so wrought up W88 th noite tho moving train at @ frantlo you i.) Speed of aiding his companion in using vapor, Mornac’s angry voice. ‘Do you ex- our door was opened again. j aeuiser * Governor over the attempt on the signal from Speed, whose uniform Daseed through hell—but we have, S telegraph to stop the government Speed came slowly across the room pect me to stay here while you start Then somebody called out ow . train. For three months our was to be reckoned with by all sta- passed through alive, An@ we pray pe H ; “drunken sol- Suddenly Speed appeared, carrying treasure tra the une of With me, for Paris? nam a file of half-drunken 4 tion masters, and ten minutes later for the happiness of and am Geustving the come “Do they mean to shoot us?” he 't. ‘our orders,” sald Buck- anne: tnded arme in the passage. & drenched little figure, partly troopera scarcely left thelr saddles, om fantom, end tan minutes lates pis. ¥ funds which rightfully belong to .404, bluntly. hunt Bs acing ¥. / y with a bang that brought us to wrapped in a eallor’s pea-jacket, alm except to be taken to the hospital in huddied close to our horses to keep treasures wrung from wretched — “‘Messiours,”” sald the Countess, "oh, have 1? What are they? To our feet as Mornac, flushed with limbs drooping, Blue with cold. | Recouvrance. warm, while the locomotive tore east- by the aristocrats of an ac- with a faint smile, “your whispers stay here when the country is roused wine, entered unsteadily, drawn ut out that fire ; Visor of the constant alert wore Ward, Whistling frantically, and an iment t Pra: y ‘ord in hand sald, hoarsely; “we munt get her into The rigor ocean of black smoke poured jt, 4 monarchy anda thrive-accursed are no compliment to my race, Y —stay here and perhaps be shelled by sw ( ’ kets from the bo! past, honor me by plain speaking. Are we that damned cruiser out there”"—— “im damned if 1 stay here any bed. Hurry, for God's sak arlett! us to shadow roc! swarming with sparks, Crossing the a ough a longer,” he broke out angrily, ‘8 nobody in the house oulet, the tocain, the warning une trestle with a ripping roar, the ia ao away ee His voloe wes atifed 99 thous h r tke OS inal’ Snoatatioet brave iit. eaulete ig ag one Aube trette rin © Snerne, (ueh, Te roaring tburst from the ex- We ntood absolutely speechless be- t; there see whether my rascals “Jacqueline! Jacqueline! brave lit- found us train rus roug ‘alin, fa ochiern, drowning the volo of foro ber id hand bad clutched nim vorotirugele, straight by torchilght, Here, you! te Bretonne,” murmured the Count. Of ® sum from the castle, found Ws jolch, then oust, then south, “Ah, Monsieur Gearlett,” she sald, he banging of scabbards and spurs, Scarlett, | mean! And you, Speed; ess, bending forward and gathering spurring our jaded horses through tc Toward noon, peed, olinging to the sy u * gravely, ‘do you also fallme © © ¢ scuffie of heavy boots. and you, too. eae) Pern Lane \the unconscious child into her strong, and snow to scour the lonevery tone ot al apn poly 8 ed Shes be fold bor ix 7 "Wienee! aa at end? * ° © You, too-even “are you mad?” burat out Mornac’s Pray for you'll gst no pret tate TOURS arms, Neue and purge It of @ dreaded re- foilll sen Que into the station, ployment in and it ae dod as the angry voices were youl °c Must I gall yon that we wrangled vole. puckhurat, Wail, Here, Captain, march the bat- gnowe uty iting eorcilight, we cor, Volt: The names of Marx, of Flourens, Grouped two care and steamed out paffelent to J ‘my ner te 4 ‘Trecourt fear n this ~«, ? breat uekhurst. i , . cars . 5 oe ee ag owe world?” watience, you fool. Do you obey or- talion back to Paradise and take the ried Jacqueline into the house, now rat, were constantly repeat eunlo into the beautiful Breton coun wed me : ta side-ctecks and the Gho made a little gesture, exquinite- gora or not?” sorvantal” oe the drums began to Hebted up with an infornal red from ed; news of troubles at Bordeaux, (ry, where tho winter wheat was “Ap for my same I salt “yom Deckhuret's calm voloe rose ty imperious, Thelr voices receded. Speed sprang A, Bee eurious, alfencea ‘he burning dining room. rumors of the red flag at Marsellles, Fiimmered, and the clear atreame yet, knowing thet, Fou have y 1 Giniater monotone, I stepped toward her; she waited ¢o the door to listen, then ran back to beat, bul " 4 “The house is stone; we can keep only served to increase the rigid sys- fushed seaward between thelr thick. tech aH Sus % eeense the woman Pyivia Kiven ‘CF me to seat myscit beside her, the window, . “They can hear you at seal” be the flames to one room if we work 147, of patrol, which brought death ets of golden willows and green Boos ee she asked. ‘Acarlett,” he whispered, “there are try boatload hard,” I said. A sailor stood by the already flushing with th ise pat communication with Prussian the lights of '@ vessel at anchor oft shouted. “Do you want # boatload Goon: fl) | tained blade of hix to those in the trenches Il as to y flushing ¢ promise of without kin, without « 06 attempted sorruption of Thank you,” she sald, softy. Gro * of marines at your hele’ Htrike oot proadaze, and I’ called on him to our slest-soaked videttes. BHrosporden we passed at full epeed; ctr Sof taleecnt whe alain jedidiere under my command, I ao- I looked up. My head was swim- T wan beside him in an instant. “It's Wen Gtareh"" ald us. Suddenly the nightmare ended with scarcely @ patch of melting snow re- | am not. % the eltoyenne Mine Trecourt, Ming #0 that I could scarcely see the cruiser,” J sald, “Oh, Speed, for ® “'nne ‘shuffling tread of the insur- A fresh company of sallors passed . telegram Paris had surrendered, ‘™ained at Bannalec; and when we hi her, soarcely perceive the deep, steady chance to in ty known as the Countem do Vas- junterneas gent infantry echoed across the gravel on the double, riftes trailing, their of- steamed slowly into Quimperle, the signi her clear eyes, ‘We looked at each other desperate- yard; torches behind the walls ficer shouting encouragement. And Immediately the craze to go beset Us fnita ran crystal-clear ae a summer t SOU er ict jew of the semaphore all; our improvised equadrons became at the faint blue of the iahhe aor of aiding, encouraging and “Do u not understand?" she ty, H i tng these enemies of France!” asked. AYou are my trend, Twished "irwe eoutt ast the room afre.” he Sona faeaqulsnds blackness saves al tower on fire from clamoring mobe of peasants, wild to lope of the {ir Me waited until the short, flerce know my fate from you,” | sald: “they might land to see what “Well,” broke out Speed, hoarsely, base to top. ‘ home. Deserters left us every 1 of roval bad died away. a, aiame.” 1 sald, hoarsely, “how had happened.” “gondby, Scarlett.” Thé gray moorland waa all filcker- £° Pers aided waiting, head still bowed of appt ; * can you eall me friend when you And find wi He held out his hand, ing with flashes where the bulk of the night; they shot some in full flight; embark our horses, and ul he laid her hand on my: “Goodby,” I sald, stunned. iat jasurgent ini aS beeen fring in re- some were shot after drumhead 4 cule offered ue hospasaliey |B be slowly drew it lose I Gronped ar and as two soldiers treat; the marines’ fusillade broke out peanees in which Mpeed and I voted the barracks across the square; but “What shall I promiae Ny, 3 ives ther side of from Paradise village; rifle after rifle we were in our saddles the moment whispered. by My heart began to hammer in my {noe be gratefil? Why do you look \“r¥ou'canact alive from that olt@!" Bim ’* ahs ‘along. the Fiv in vata for acquittal. But affairs grew wipers. im. cracked the river bank. Sud- ment, = *¥, mine" "E believe it's golmg hard t " he repeated - denly the deep report of a cannon “Take me. © & @ fay lite baa bees Bue’ fee ae ee 7 ward the sea; know to what T have brought you?" Jacqueline, 7 ‘ " , “You have brought me to know my- gal t Call the soldieg Rolland!” ne eat ee ae eeenpin OW hy aheuld. eine et inden a aeaee ; Our men neglected thelr horses; SF -

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