Volume II Part 32 (1/2)
”Oh, what a e, while Irene de Salves rose upright and with fla eyes said:
”He a murderer? I woman, ”what I can do for him I will”
”Save my sister, Irene,” said Fanfaro softly, and sorrowfully turning to the official, he declared with a loud voice: ”Sir, I must deny the accusation that I aovernment, but have never employed any assassin! Do your duty, I will follow you without resistance and cale's sentence”
With head erect Fanfaro strode toward the door and disappeared in company with the soldiers Montferrand approached Talizac and hissed in his ear:
”Ityou an honor, but if there is no other reht a duel with you to rid the world of a scoundrel--I await your seconds”
”You shall pay for this,” said the vicomte, ”I will kill you”
Half an hour later the splendid halls of the Fougereuse uests hurried to leave a house where such things had occurred
CHAPTER XX
IN LEIGOUTTE
Like so outte had risen froreat sensation was caused one day by the appearance in the village of an old gray-headedon the spot where the school and tavern house for the price asked for the ground, and shortly afterork a foundation
The villagers thought a new and elegant house would replace the old one now, but they deceived the resembled the old one even to the smallest details In the basement was the kitchen from which a door led to the low narrow tavern-rooe schoolroon half destroyed by fire was fastened to one end, and the peasants swore it was the sign of the forht corner the words ”To the welfare of France” could be clearly seen
The nener did not live in the house hie to the poorest fae, with the condition that he be allowed to live there a feeeks each year A schooleant, and as Pierre Labarre--such was the name of the nener--undertook to look out for the teacher's salary, the inhabitants of Leigoutte had every reason to be thankful to hienerally in spring, the big and little ones surrounded him, and the old man would smile at the children, play with thee tavern-room, and relate stories of the Revolution
He had coreeted hi pensively at theof the tavern, when he suddenly sao curious figures co, strong girl, had her ar, and had to be supported by her companion
Pierre felt his heart painfullyan indefinable impulse he left the room and seated himself on a bench in front of the house
The wanderers did not notice him When they were opposite the house the old woured face The woirl nodded and began to walk in the direction of the school-house The paralyzed woman cli the corridor she entered the parlor
Pierre could not sit still any more He noiselessly arose and entered the corridor The parlor door ide open, and he saw the gray-haired wo all around her Her small, fleshless lips parted, and half aloud she muttered:
”Where can Jules be? The dinner has been ready a long ti impatient, and still he does not come! Come here, Jacques; father will be here soon Louison, do not cry or I shall scold! Ah, little fool, I did not mean it: be quiet, he will soon be here!”
Pierre Labarre felt his heart stand still The crippled, disfigured woman who sat there could be none other than Louise, Jules's wife! But who could her coer able to control hiirl i her hands, she said, in a pleading tone:
”Do not get angry, sir! We shall not trouble you long”