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Then she sat down to write a letter; and when, some half hour later, the girl for whom they had waited, actually came, she met her with exclamations of genuine surprise. "Is it really you? I had given you up long ago. Pray, do you know what time it is?" She took out her watch and dangled it before the other's eyes. But Louise Dufrayer hardly glanced at it.

But in the evening of the second day, at the very moment La Valliere had just left Madame's circle and returned to her own room, she heard a slight creaking sound in one corner. Astonished, she looked to see whence it proceeded, and the noise began again. "Who is there?" she said, in a tone of alarm. "It is I, Louise," replied the well-known voice of the king.

She had been in half the watering places of Europe, and in most of its capitals, leading, with the woman who now called herself Mrs. Bond, a most extravagant life at hotels of the first order. The car at last ran into the station yard at Guildford, and at the bookstall Louise exchanged her books with the courteous manager.

"Land sakes, no!" the storekeeper quickly assured her. "'Tain't that. But I cal'lated 'bout soon's Am'zon anchored here I'd cast off moorin's myself." "Go away?" Louise demanded. "Yes. Like poor old Jerry, mebbe," said Cap'n Abe, looking at the caged bird. "Mebbe I'll be glad to come back again and in a hurry.

The Good Knight was not recalled to Court, and it is supposed that, besides the jealousy which his brilliant deeds had awakened, he was also in disgrace on account of his warm friendship for Charles de Bourbon, who was now being driven to despair and ruin through the hatred of Louise de Savoie.

"No," was the reply; "I have not been in your room since yesterday." "Nor you, Aunt Hannah?" "No, my dear. What book is missing?" "It was entitled 'The Siberian Exile." "Good gracious!" exclaimed Mary Louise. "Wasn't that the book you found the letter in?" "Yes." "And you say it is missing?" "It has mysteriously disappeared."

The Eastern folks are gone now. I hate to go. But I got to get busy and make some money. A fellow hasn't much of a show without money these days." Louise was silent. She sat gazing across the valley. Collie approached her hesitatingly. "I just got to say it after all that's happened. Seems that I could, now." Louise paled and flushed. "Oh, Collie!" she cried entreatingly.

Italy was "only a geographical expression," he remarked with satisfaction. Cadets of the Austrian house held Tuscany and Modena, and Marie Louise, the ex-empress, was installed at Parma. Pius VII took up the papal domain in Central Italy with firmer grasp.

Henceforth I shall be devil and sinner too. With that she left him. Since then she has been both devil and sinner, but not in the way he meant; simply a danger to the safety of this dangerous community; a Louise Michel we had her here too! without Louise Michel's high motives.

And there settled on the under side of the smoke pall a lurid glow as of banked fires, waiting for the work of another day. Mary Louise breathed a soft little sigh. "It does get next to one, some way, doesn't it?" he said. Rather to her thoughts she replied aloud: "To think of all those people living there, almost in the grasp of the hand. Think of them moving, scurrying about among those lights.