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A couple of hours later Laflamme rose from a hammock in his hut, and leant over the young lad, who was sleeping. He touched him gently. The lad waked: "Yes, yes, monsieur." "I am going away, my friend." "To escape like Carbourd?" "Yes, I hope, like Carbourd." "May I not go also, monsieur? I am not afraid." "No, lad. If there must be death one is enough. You must stay. Good-bye."
"You found the food I left here?" "Yes, God bless you! And my wife and children will bless you too, if I see France again." "You know where the boat is?" "I know, mademoiselle." "When you reach Point Assumption you will find horses there to take you across the Brocken Path. M. Laflamme knows. I hope that you will both escape; that you will be happy in France with your wife and children."
He had been set to labour in the nickel mines; but that came near to killing him, and again through Laflamme's pleading he had been made a prisoner of the first class, and so relieved of all heavy tasks. Not even he suspected the immediate relations of Laflamme and Carbourd; nor that Laflamme was preparing for escape.
The cost of it would have built and furnished an industrial school and workshop for a hundred negroes; but this train was, I dare say, a much more inspiring example of what they might attain by the higher education. There were half a dozen in the party besides the Hendersons Carmen, of course; Mr. Ponsonby, the English attache; and Mrs. Laflamme, to matronize three New York young ladies.
"Condemned of the Commune by order." "Whose order?" "That of the Commandant." "Advance order." The sentinel knew him. "Ah, Laflamme," he said, and raised the point of his bayonet. The paper was produced. It did not entitle him to go about at night, and certainly not beyond the enclosure without a guard it was insufficient. In unfolding the paper Laflamme purposely dropped it in the mud.
The cost of it would have built and furnished an industrial school and workshop for a hundred negroes; but this train was, I dare say, a much more inspiring example of what they might attain by the higher education. There were half a dozen in the party besides the Hendersons Carmen, of course; Mr. Ponsonby, the English attache; and Mrs. Laflamme, to matronize three New York young ladies.
Laflamme she made anybody her confidant when the fit was on her "I do things because I don't care. Mrs. Henderson does the same, but she does care." Margaret would be a sadder woman, but not a better woman, when the time came that she did not care. She had come to the point of accepting Henderson's methods of overreaching the world, and was tempering the result with private liberality.
Yet as the hours went by the thought came: was he, was he so chivalrous? was he altogether true?... He did not come. The next morning Angers took her to where the boat had been, but it was gone, and no oars were left behind. So, both had sought escape in it. She went to the Cave. She took Angers with her now. Upon the wall a paper was found. It was a note from M. Laflamme.
In the silence the placid Angers had fallen asleep. Nodding slightly towards her, Rive Laflamme said in a low voice to Marie: "Her hearing at its best is not remarkable?" "Not remarkable." He spoke more softly. "That is good. Well, the portrait is done. It has been the triumph of my life to paint it. Not that first joy I had when I won the great prize in Paris equals it.
"Can you see the Semaphore from here?" "Yes, there it is clear against the sky look!" But the girl did not look. She touched her eyelids with her finger-tips, as though they were fevered, and then said: "Many have escaped. They are searching for Carbourd and " "Yes, Marie?" "And M. Laflamme " "Laflamme!" he said sharply.
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