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Updated: June 1, 2025
"Come in!" said the low, sweet voice that had thrilled and comforted so many human souls; and entering as he was bidden, he saw Lotys seated in a low chair near the window, rocking a tiny infant, so waxen-like and meagre, that it looked more like a corpse than a living child.
He had grown to be almost the right hand of Sergius Thord; wherever Thord sought supporters, he helped to obtain them, wherever the sick and needy, the desolate and distressed, required aid, he somehow managed to secure it, and next to Thord, and of course Lotys, he was the idol of the Socialist centre.
Drawing herself up to her full height, she flashed upon him a look of utter scorn, and maintained a contemptuous silence. "Mistress of the King!" he repeated, speaking in hard gasps; "You, Lotys, have come to this! You, the spotless Angel of our Cause! You! why, I sicken at the sight of you! Oh, you fulfil thoroughly the mission of your sex! which is to dupe and betray men!
The man whom we have loved, the man who has served us faithfully as Pasquin Leroy, is still the same man, though the King! Rank cannot alter his proved friendship and service, nor kingship break his bond! He is one of us, signed and sealed in the blood of Lotys; and as one of us he must, and will remain! Have I spoken truly?" he added, turning to the King, "or is there more that I should say?"
"Yes!" said Lotys eagerly "if you will be so good! Tell him that I thank him for his courtesy; but that I must go away from this Palace, that I cannot may not stop in it an hour longer! He does not know who it is that saved his life, if he did, he would not wish me to remain a moment under his roof! He would be as anxious and willing for me to leave as I am to go! Will you tell him this?"
I am a very simple, plain woman, past my youth, and without beauty I deserve and demand nothing!" He raised himself, and stretched out his arms towards her with a gesture of entreaty. "You deserve all that a man can give you!" he said passionately. "I love you, Lotys!
To-night they threatened to burn down these buildings over our heads, to sack and destroy the King's Palace. The Socialist leader, Thord, alone saved the situation." "With the aid of his mistress?" suggested Perousse with a sneer. "You mean the woman they call Lotys? I am not aware that she is his mistress. I should rather doubt it. The people would not make such a saint of her if she were.
"Of the 'Corruption of the State, concerning which our fair teacher has spoken to-night," he continued, with another quick glance at Lotys "there can be no manner of doubt. But we should, I think, say the 'Corruption of the Ministry' rather than of the State. It is not because a few stock-jobbers rule the Press and the Cabinet, that the State is necessarily corrupt.
Otherwise, there is one here which might merit consideration." "What does it concern?" "A revolutionary meeting," replied Silvano, "where it appears the woman, Lotys, is to speak." The Premier shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "You must enlighten me! Who is the woman Lotys?" "Ah, that no one exactly knows!" replied the secretary.
Thord had turned the pistol against his own breast, and reeling backward, with a last supreme effort, dragged his sinking body to the vessel's edge. "God save your Majesty!" he cried wildly; "Tell Lotys I did it myself! God knows that is true!"
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