The Son Of Monte Cristo Part 48 (1/2)

Then Pierre Labarre resumed his search, and an old hways and by-ways of France, entering the hu, in tremulous tones:

”Do you reo No one had seen two children flying for their lives How many hopes were based upon a word, and how many disappointments followed!

Finally, he deter outte It was an idea of his own to restore to Leigoutte its old look, the look it had one day long before when Siave hier with his big, earnest eyes, while Cinette ran around the roo of which rite, this old servant of an eathered the village children about hi air was soft and sweet

He spoke in a low voice, for the authorities of the village ht have considered his words as somewhat of an incendiary nature He said, softly:

”In other days, in Siere's school, all the children said, 'Vive la France! Vive la Republique!'”

And the little children repeated these words: ”Vive la France! Vive la Republique!”

At this e scene took place on the Square Two shadows, di before the inn No one had seen them approach Pierre Labarre was the first to notice them, and he felt a quick contraction of the heart that heralded soned to the children to keep perfectly still He nearly reached the two unknoithout their hearing hi to raise the other, who seemed to be infir so, and then the two slowly mounted the steps of the inn

Pierre, as very near them, heard a sob Who could they be? Pierre asked hie rooed since the day that the wounded soldier leaned against the wall, exhausted by suffering and fatigue There was the huge chi tables

The infirht to the fireplace, and seats herself in a chair She looks at the door eagerly and expectantly

Labarre again asked hihtful accident had so injured her Suddenly, while Labarre atching her, the woman smiled

”Ah! you have co to so for you, and the soup is ready Jacques has been good, but you must talk to Cinette--she is a perfect little fiend, sometimes!”

Labarre, with his heart in his

”Cohty!”

It was plain to Labarre who this person was--he had heard her voice before But this girl--as she?

The old etically:

”Pray, do not scold us--we mean no harm”

”Whoever asks hospitality at this door receives it,” answered Labarre

”But tell who you both are”

Caillette, for it was she, laid her finger on her lips and whispered low:

”She isof you,” he asked again, ”to tell me who this woman is”

”A poor, sick creature, as once very happy She has lost her husband and her children, and met with some terrible accident beside”