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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.)
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Genuine must bear Signature
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Sioux City Directory
“Hub of the Northwest.”
GOING TO BUILD?
The Lytle Construction Company,Sioux City*
Iowa, can help you. Store buildings, churches^
schools and large residences erected anvwberoh
CLAROX
THE BRICK WITH A NAME
Mfd. by SIOUX CITY BRICK & TILE WORKS
For Sale By Your Lumberman
SIOUX CITY PTG. CO., NO. 14-1ttj>
If the blood is poor and filled with the
■ **1 *1_ir> I*_j|—« . p-rpl poisons from diseased kidneys or inac
I I I ir^' 11 lr**/\ I I I I tive liver, the heart is not only starved
A * ■* U_' r | but poisoned as well. There are many
\ A conditions due to impure blood—such
Hk V At as dropsy, fainting spells, nervous debil
jSPj. An ity or the many scrofulous conditions,
,v-' ’lililh-. ulcer8’ "fevcr sores.” white swellings,
etc. All can be overcome and cured by
Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical Discovery
This supplies pure blood—by aiding digestion, increasing assimilation
and imparting tone to the whole circulatory system. It’s a heart tonic
and a great deal more, having an alterative action on the liver and
kidneys, it helps to eliminate the poisons from the blood.
To enrich the blood and increase the red blood corpuscles, thereby
feeding the nerves on rich red blood and doing away with nervous irri
tability, take Dr. Pierce’s Golden Medical Discovery and do not permit
a dishonest dealer to insult your Intelligence with the “just as good
kind.” The “Discovery” has 40 years of cures behind it and contains
no alcohol or narcotics. Ingredients plainly printed oo wrapper.
Dr. Pierce’s Common Sense Medical Adviser is sent free on receipt of
stamps to pay expense of wrapping and mailing onfy. Send 31 one-cent
stamps for the French cloth-bound book. Address: Dr. R. V. Pierce, Buffalo, N.Y.
W. L. DOUGLAS
SHOES
•2.25 *2.50 *3.00 *3.50 *400 & *5.00 A
For MEN, WOMEN and BOYS M
THE STANDARD OF QUALITY
FOR OVER 30 YEARS
THE NEXT TIME YOU NEED SHOES If
S’ve W. L. Douglas shoes a trial. W. L. p
ouglas name stamped on a shoe guar* m
antees superior quality and more value 0
for the money than other makes. His Mu
name and price stamped on the bottom X®
protects the wearer against high prices ^
and inferior shoes. Insist upon having
the genuine W. L. Douglas shoes. Take Hn|
no substitute. If roar dealer cannot supply W.I..Douglas
Bhoen, write W.E.Douglas, Brockton, Ma§B., for cutalog. Shoeiwnt Sinf
everywhere delivery charges prepaid. East Color Eyelets used. KKfivfc”
jel APe^ctlmitationof OakforFloors
:|cn>Jr Madeof material* as durable as iron and put up in rolls at
|||| GAL-VA-NITE FLOORING
Takes the place of unsanitary carpets—makes /^J&gk
^Use,J<jr^; a P^,ttaure^ j. May be used around the
JmJb§m Tut up in rolls 38 inches wide—sold by the yard.
|h? B ^ A^k your deuler for Gnl-y^i-nitc Flooring or scud
Ca^ed YaSe|jne
The best dressing you can find for wounds, bites
of insects, abrasions, etc.
The Carbolic Acid helps to prevent infection: the
"Vaseline” cleanses and soothes.
Especially valuable where there are children.
For sale everywhere la handy glass buttles, lie sure you get
" Vaseline."
Our various “Vaseline” preparations make np a complete inndlclno j
chest, that should bo in ©very home. Write for free booklet telling all
about them. Address Dept. K.
Chesebrough Manufacturing Company
17 State Street (Consolidated) New York
PUTNAMFADELESS DYES
d^!%^.0o!f00rJ,,l!,nf,h;e^andf3'iterc0l0nJ!!1.an anV olherdyc. One 10c package colors all fibers. They dye in co!d water buffer than any other dye. You can
C_ye an) garment wiihmit npping apart. »Vrito for fife booklet—How to Dye. Blt arh and Mia CoVu . MONJJOE DKIiti CtiNPANY, Quincy, Ilk
