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*' . » [at ODDS WITH THE REGENT Bur on Egbert 11 Copyright by - —..J. B. LJppincott Company StCVCnSOn V.-J CHAPTER XX—(Continued.) “Are you sure that you are strong enough to undertake this expedition?'’ asked Richelieu, as we arose from ta ble. I laughed at him. "You shall see if it comes to a ques tion of using our swords," I said. And then I remembered the bandage and my hand went to my head. "I cannot wear this ridiculous thing, I must remove it,” and I started to do so. “Not for a moment!” cried the duke, springing to my side and seizing my hands. “Who can tell what hurt it would do you? Leave it there, Jean, or I swear I shall not go a step outside this house tonight.” “But," and I stopped. I could not tell him that it was fear »f Louise's laugh ing eyes which moved me. Richelieu understoodvin an instant. “It is an honorable wound,” he said, "received in an honorable cause. Why seek to hide it? It is the sight of wounds like that which moves a wom an's heart. They will And your pale, bandaged head very interestilng, Jean, believe me.” And so I left the bandage where it was. Nine o’clock came, the carriage was waiting, we entered it, and drove by a circuitous route to the back of the Pa lais Royal gardens. Here we left it, and instructed the coachman to drive slowly up and down until he should be called. That done, I led the way under the shade of the chestnuts towards the palace. Richelieu asked no questions, but I could see he was pale with anxiety. We mounted the low wall en closing the little park which we had entered once before under the guidance of Mile. Dacour, dropped down on the other side, and turned to the right. "Ah, ah,” whispered Richelieu, "I be gin to see. You hope to gain entrance by the secret staircase. But can you find the spring?" “I believe so,” I answered, in the same low tone. “I was watching Mile. Dacour closely when she opened the door for us, and know about, where it Is.” As I spoke I felt along the wall, but my fingers detected nothing. "It W-as near here. Have patience,” I said, for I could feel his hand on my arm trembling with suspense. Again I ran my hand over the wall, pressing gently on two or three small irregularities, but without result. “Come, I will try again,” qnd a third time I examined the wall, this time more carefully and over a larger area. “Ah, I ftSVo It!” 1 ex claimed as I felt a yielding under my fingers, and the door swung inward. “It was time,” said Richelieu, for as we entered another door near by opened, and hurrying feet passed along the walk, even as we pushed the door shut after us. We were in Intense darkness, but I knew the way, and guiding myself by the wall, turned without hesitation towards the narrow hallway, Richelieu following close be hind, his hand in mine. We found the hallway without difficulty and passed along it cautiously until we reached the end. and slowly felt our way up the little winding staircase there. The wooden wall which former the back of the preserve closet stopped us. “Wait a moment,” whispered Rich elieu, as I began to feel for the spring, Whose approximate position I had also Been. “Does Charlotte know of this visit?” "No,” I answered; "I had no oppor tunity to warn her of It, else I doubt not she would have sent some one to guide us and so saved us all this trouble.” “But,” Richelieu objected, “perhaps she will not be alone; per haps she will resent an Intrusion of this kind." •'Very well," I answered, losing patience a little at this unexpected wavering, which was so unlike the duke, "we can yet turn Jack, open the door, return to the carriage, drive to your hotel, and secure a good night’s rest before attending the wedding to morrow morning.” “Forgive me, de Brancas," said Rich elieu, after a moment. "I am so un strung I scarce know what I am say ing. Open the door If you can find the spring.” I felt along the boards for ttvo or three minutes without result. It doubtless seemed an age to Richelieu, tnd I could hear him breathing un kvenly and shuffling his feet behind me. "For God’s sake, de Brancas,” he said at last, In a strained whisper, “make haste! This Is more than I can bear.” I felt myself beginning to tremble In lympathy with him, and pulled myself Up with a Jerk, recognizing the fact that It was absolutely necessary for one of us to keep his head. "A little patience," I whispered; “this ipririg Is more difficult to find than the Dther, and it Is so devilishly dark here.” Again I ran my hand up and down Ihe wall. It was made of narrow koards fitted closely together. Back tnd forth I passed my hand over it. tnd Just as I was beginning to despair t felt a slight Inequality. I pressed It ind the door opened against us. We itepped back out of the way, and In a Moment were In the closet. The door khut behind us of its own accord. The door which opened from the ploset into the room beyond was not tightly closed, atid through this opening we could make a partial survey of the room. It was empty In so far as we rould see, and I was about to suggest that we make a cautious scrutiny of the remainder of It, when a sound as of •tiffed sobbing startled me. “What Is that?” I whispered. "My God, do you not know what It Is?” exclaimed Richelieu. "It Is Char lotte—Charlotte weeping over her •oming sacrifice. Stay here, my friend,” kind before I could do aught to prevent him he had opened the door, stepped through It, and closed it behind him. t heard a startled exclamation from [he princess, and at the same Instant knottier sound which sent a cold Shiver Sown my back. Some one was ascend ing the spiral staircase with assured |nd regular tread. The footstepa paused ror a moment without the door, then there came a click, a breath of air, and a smell ae of a candle newly ex tinguished. I drew back Into emo cor ner of the closet, and as I did so this unknown persen stepped Into It and closed the secret door behind him. CHAPTER XXI. WHERE HONOR WINS. I pressed more closely Into my corner and held my breath In suspense, fear ing lest even the beating of my heart would betray my presence. The new comer paused for a moment to set down the lantern, and In that moment the voice of Richelieu penetrated to the closet. “You are surprised to see me, Charlotte?” he was saying. "Did you , think for an Instnr.t that I would per mit you to be delivered to this fate -1.HI.I.— which has been prepared for you?" "Oh, M. le Due!” cried the voice of the princess, broken by sobs, "I do but save you from one danger to find you braving another. You do not comprehend my father’s hatred. Go, I beseech you, before it is too late.” "Yes, I shall go in a moment, Char lotte," answered Richelieu, in a milder tone, “and you are going with me. At the back of the gardens there is a carriage waiting, with four of the fast est horses in the kingdom. In an hour we shall be far from Paris. Another day will find us safe in the Nether lands and free to live our lives to gether.” There was a moment’s silence, and I could hear the deep, agitated breath ing of the person who stood beside me. My hands began to tremble under the strain, and I clasped them behind me to keep them still. An increasing gid diness reminded me of my wound. The closet was insufferably close, and my face grew wet with perspiration as I realized my weakness. "And whose plan is this?” asked Mile, de Valois, at last. “Can you not guess?” cried Riche lieu. "It could be only one man—tho one who found a way out of the Bastille—who has stood between me and danger a dozen times—who even at this moment Is awaiting me in the closet there. I crouched for a spring, expecting an instant attack from my companion in the closet, and determined to throttle him at any cost before an alarm could be given. Even as I steeled myself for the struggle I heard a startled ex clamation at my side. "Are you Indeed here, M. de Bran cas?” whispered a sweet voice. "Louise, oh, Louise! Is it you?” I cried, forgetting caution in the joy and great reaction of this discovery, end I stretched out my arms and drew her to me. "I was just about to spring upon you to prevent your escape," I added, laughing out of the sheer rap ture of my heart. She did not resist my arms, but, with a long sigh, laid her head upon my breast. My blood was surging in my ears as I stooped and kissed her hair, and I felt that she was sobbing. “What is it, my love?" I whispered. "Oh, you do not know?” she sobbed. "Surely you have heard of the wedding tomorrow?” "Yes," I answered, "but that wed ding will never take place. By to morrow Richelieu and Mile, de Valois will be far from here, speeding towards the north of France.” "I wish so with all my heart,” and Louise drew back a little, "but It will never be, M. de Brancas.” "What! never be?” t cried. "But I tell you that everything Is prepared, that all that remains to be done is for them to descend, enter the car riage and give the word to the driver.” "And that is just what Charlotte d'Orleans will never do,” and though her voice was sad. It had a certain pride and dignity. I was too astonished to reply. "M. de Brancas," she continued, ‘1 know her better than do you, far bet ter even than Richelieu. A woman has her Ideals no less than a man. But listen, she herself Is telling him.” In the tumult of my own emotion I had no longer heeded what was happening In the outer room, but at this moment I heard Richelieu’s voice raised in impatient protest. “What do you say, mademoiselle,” he cried, “that you will not go with me? And why. may I ask? Is it that you no longer love me?” "M. le Due," answered the clear voice of the princess, who seemed to have recovered her composure, "it ap pears to me that it can no longer be a question of my love, since to save your head I have agreed to this hate ful marriage. The reason is, mon sieur, that I have given my word to my father, and I do not choose to break It. He might have distrusted me; he might have insisted that this marriage take place before you were released, and I should have con sented without an instant's hesi tation, because I should have known that he would keep faith with me. But he chose to trust me; you were free again an hour after I had given him my word. It Is to his generosity you owe your presence here tonight, mon sieur. My sacrifice may be the great er. but I do not choose to fall below my father.” Richelieu remained for a moment speechless. I felt the tears starting to my eyes. "That is grand; that is noble,” I murmured. Louise answered by a pressure of the hand, and I knew that she also was affected no less than I. It was Richelieu who broke the si lence. "Give me a moment for thought, mademoiselle.” he said, and we heard him pacing up and down the room. As for me, I felt a great reverence for this woman spring to lifo in my heart. As I had told Madame du Maine, a woman may do anything but break her word; no woman can do that with honor, no more than any man, and my heart trembled with emo tion as I heard the princess take the some high ground—with her so far above anything of which I had con ceived. I prayed that Richelieu might not fall below her. Louise was crying softly. "Charlotte." said Richelieu, at last, “you are tearing my heart to pieces, and yet I would not have you other than you are. I was a fool to think you would consent. But," he continued, in a clearer voice, “I have given no promise, my honor is not engaged. I have already refused to accept this sacrifice. What is there to prevent my taking you up in my arms, opening the door of yonder closet, and with de BTancas at my back running with you to the carriage and starting for the frontier ?” Again there was a moment's silence. “Ah, no. no,” she cried, at last. “Do not tempt me further. Louis. What I am doing is for my own honor and for France. My father has told mo that France demands it—that it will strengthen his empire. If you knew how hard It is—how I turn with loath ing from the task I have to do—you would not seek to make It harder.” "De Brancas,” called Rkfhelieu, "come here, my friend." I flung the door open and stepped Into the room. Mile, de Valois was half sitting, half lying in a large chair, her face white with suffering, her eyes luminous with a great glory. Richelieu himself was scarcely less afflicted. He glanced at Louise, who had come from the closet with me and who was kneel ing at the side of the princess. “Good," he exclaimed. "I am glad to see that you are here, Mile. Dacour. Charlotte will need a companion. Will you not accompany her?” "I had intended doing so. M. le Due,” answered Louise, gently, "wheth er she went north or south.” "That Is well," and Richelieu bowed to her with that courtly grace which i 4 so well became him. "M. de Brancas and myself had already considered this contingency and he Is to Join us at Brussels In a week's time." I glanced at Louise to see how sh* received this announcement, but seem ingly she had not heard It. "And now, do Brancas," continued the duke, turning to me, "we must make haste. We have already remained here much too long." “True," I answered. "It Is your pur pose. then, to forcibly carry away Mile, de Valois ” "Since she refuses to accompany me, yes," and Bichelieu looked me In the eyes. “Have you any other course to advise, my friend?” I paused Irresolute, glancing from one to the other. I could not choose but speak, whatever the cost might be. “If love were the only thing; if there were not heights of honor before which love must bow,” I said, at last, and paused again. I could not go on. Let these two hearts settle the future for themselves. “M. le Due.” I said. In a firmer voice, “it is not for me to give advice. I will do whatever you com mand." Again Richelieu walked the length of the room, his twitching face telling of the conflict raging In his breast. I went to the window and gazed out upon the night. Louise was sobbing. Only the princess remained composed. I pray heaven that my heart may never again be torn as It was In that mo ment. “M. le Due," she said. In the same calm tono she had used before, “listen to the voice of your friend and to my voice, which, I am sure, finds an an swering chord In your heart. If love were the only thing I would go out with you gladly, but honor must ever weigh love In the hearts of all true gen tleman. Tell me, Louis, I have not been deceived In you—that you merit honor no less than love.” Richelieu threw himself at her feet with a sob and caught her hand. I knew he had won the battle. "Forgive me, Charlotte,” he whis pered, in a choking voice; "I have played the coward, not the man. Let it be as you say, your honor and mine before all else." And at these words my heart went out to him, and I knew that these two loved each other ^ith a love in which there was no taint of selfishness. Years, perhaps, would dull the sting of the wound, but for them, as for me, life would hold few sweeter memories than that of this sacred moment. I could not trust myself to turn from the win dow. The lights without were blurred with my tears and in my heart was a great tenderness. The princess was the strongest of us alb "You must go, my friend,” she said, at last. “My friend I shall always deem you—my nearest and dearest friend—who stood true to me in the bitterest hour of my life. Look up— here, in my eyes. Do you see any sor row there? Sorrow there may. have been—sorrow there may be again—but now it is swallowed up by Joy and pride in you." I turned to look nt them. It must have been with faces so transfigured that martyrs went to the stake—yea, Christ to His cross. Her aims were around his neck, and she bent her head and kissed him. "It is the last," she said—“the last I shall willingly give,” and she gently loosed his hands, arose, and stood from him. “We, also, must say goodby,” said a low voice at my elbow, and I turned with a start to see Louise standing there. "You, too, are going?" I cried, with a great fear at my heart. “Yes, it is settled,” and she was look ing into my eyes. "My place Is at her side. But my sacrifice, my friend, is much less than hers. I am leaving, per haps, people whom I love, but there is no abyss at the end of the path such as yawns before Charlotte.” “No,” I answered, “no," but I could say no more. “And believe me, M. de Brancas,” she continued, placing both her hands in mine, "nothing that you have ever done —not even that bandage about your head which tells of a wound so nobly won—has pleased me as did the words you saJd to Richelieu. I read your heart, and I saw nothing there but loyalty and truth.” I gazed into her eyes, which she did not seek to turn from mine, trembling in every limb—trembling too much to speak. “You may kiss me," she whispered, and I bent and kissed her on the lips. "Now go, and let that be your accolade for the knightly spirit you have shown tonight. Oh, do not seek to hide the tears. I could not love a man who had not a tender heart." She pushed men gently from her. I turned to find that Richelieu had also risen and was waiting. “Come, my friend," he said, "let us go,” but he did not take Ills eyes from the princess, who was standing, pale, lovely, with the air of a general who has fallen mortally wounded at the moment of victory. I went to her and knelt as at a shrine. "Mademoiselle " I s 'u, "I cannot hope to tell you how great a reverence you have inspired in my heart to-1 night, but I trust that if you are ever in need of a sword and a loyal heart you will remember me. I can think of no greater honor than that of serving you.” (Continued Next Week.) Olla- Podrida. From the Dietetic and Hygienic Gazette. 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