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The old servant stared; Trudaine stopped and looked back. "What is there so very surprising," he asked, "in such an ordinary act of politeness on my sister's part?" "Excuse me, Monsieur Trudaine," answered Lomaque; "you have not passed such an existence as mine you are not a friendless old man you have a settled position in the world, and are used to be treated with consideration. I am not.
Govern your tongue when you are in my presence; a day may come when you will want my help my help; do you hear that?" Trudaine turned his face from his sister, as if he feared to let her see it when those words were spoken. "The man who followed me to-day was a spy Danville's spy!" That thought flashed across his mind, but he gave it no utterance.
By some strange chance, Lomaque happened just at that moment to be looking away toward those beauties of Nature which he admired so greatly. "Really, Monsieur Trudaine, really such an appeal from you, at such a time, amazes me." Having got so far, he stopped and said no more.
"God knows I have often tried to dismiss them from my mind as fanciful and absurd," said Trudaine, "and I have always failed. It is impossible, in your presence, that I can describe in detail what my own impressions have been, from the first, of the master whom you serve.
They sent for Trudaine, Prevot des Marchand, Councillor of State, to give an account to them of the state of the Hotel de Ville funds. He declared that they had never been so well paid, and that there was no cause of complaint against the government. Baffled upon this point, they fastened upon a edict, recently rendered, respecting the money of the realm.
With one accord, and without a word passing between them, they left the neighborhood of the cottage hurriedly; then stopped on a sudden, and attentively looked each other in the face looked in silence for an instant. Trudaine spoke first. "I thank you for having spared her," he began, abruptly.
The proper measures are taken for observing him closely, and the result is the implication of another person discovered to be connected with the supposed conspiracy. This person is the sister of Trudaine, and the wife of Citizen Superintendent Danville."
He had scarcely disappeared before Trudaine crossed the room, and caught Lomaque by the arm. "Save her," he whispered; "there is an opportunity save her!" His face was flushed his eyes wandered his breath on the chief agent's cheek, while he spoke, felt scorching hot. "Save her!" he repeated, shaking Lomaque by the arm, and dragging him toward the door.
Hesitating a little as she approached her brother, she said to him, anxiously: "I am sorry for what happened with Madame Danville, Louis. Does it make you think the worse of Charles?" "I can make allowance for Madame Danville's anger," returned Trudaine, evasively, "because she spoke from honest conviction." "Honest?" echoed Rose, sadly, "honest? ah, Louis!
He took a turn or two in silence then stopped at the open window, looking out on what little glimpse the street afforded him of the sunset sky. "This time five years," he said, "Trudaine was talking to me on that bench overlooking the river; and Sister Rose was keeping poor hatchet-faced old Lomaque's cup of coffee hot for him!
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