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LACKNESS surrounded the post
carriage in which I awoke,
and it seemed to stand In a
tunnel that was afire at one
end. Two huge trees, branches and all,
were bdrning on a big hearth, stones
glowing under them, and figures with
long beards in black robes passed be
twixt me- and the fire, stirring a cal
dron. If ever witehes' brewing was
seen it looked like that.
The last eclipse of mind had come
upon me without any rending and tear
ing in the head, and facts returned
clearly and directly. I saw the black
robed figures were Jews cooking sup
per at a large fireplace, and we had
driven upon the brick floor of a post
house which had a door ne.-rly the size
of a gable. At that end spreat a ghost
ly film 6f open land, forest and sky. I
lay stretched upon cushions as well as
the vehicle would permit, and was
aware by a shadow which came be
tween me and the Jews that Skene
donk stood at the step.
"What are you about?" I spoke, with
a rush of chagrin, sitting up. "Are we
on the road to Paris?"
"Yes," he answered.
"You have made a mistake, Skene
"No mistake," he maintained. "Wait
until I bring you some supper. After
supper we- cn talk."
"Bring the supper at once then, for I
am going to talk now."
"Are you quite awake?"
"Quite awake. How long did it last
"We are not two days' journey out of
"Well. when you have horses put in
tomorrow morning turn them back to
Skenedonk went to the gigantic
hearth, and one of the Jews ladled
him out a bowlful of the caldron stew,
which he brought to me.
The stuff was not offensive, and I
was hungry. He brought another
bowlful for himself, and we ate as we
had often done in the woods. The fire
shone on his bald pate and gave out
the liquid lights of his fawn eyes.
"I have made a fool of myself in
"Why do you want to go back?"
"Because I am not going to be
thrown out of the palace without a
"What is the use?" said Skenedonk.
"The old fat chief will not let you
stay. He doesn't want to hear you
talks. He wants to be king himself."
"Did you see me sprawling on the
foor like the idiot?"
"Not like the idiot. Your face was
"Did you see the duchess?"
"What did she do?"
"Nothing. She leaned on the wo
men, and they took her away."
"TeE me all you saw."
"When you went in to hold council.
I watched and saw a priest and Bel
lenger and the boy that God had
touched all go in after you. So I
knew the council would be bad for
you, Lazarre, and I stood by the door
with my knife in my hand. When
the talk had gone on awhile I heard
something like the dropping of a buck
on the ground and sprang in, and the
men drew their swords and the women
screamed. The priest pointed at you
and said, 'God has smitten the pre
tender!' Then they all went out of the
room except the priest, and we opened
your collar. I told him you had fallen
like that before and the stroke passed
off in sleep. He said your carriage
waited, and if I valued your safety I
would put you in It and take you out
of Russia. H~e called servants to help
me carry you. I thought about your
jewels, but some drums began to beat
and I thought about your life."
"But. Skenedonk, didn't my sister
the lady I led by the hand, you remem
ber-speak to me again, or look at me,
or try to revive me?"
"No. She went away with the wom
en carrying hes."
"She believed in me-at first! Before
I said a word she knew me! She
wouldn't leave me merely because her
uncle and a priest thought me an im
"God has smitteni the pretenderr"
postor! She Is the tenderest- creature
on earth, Skenedonk-she Is more like
a saint than a woman!"
"Some saints on the altar are blind
aid deaf," observed the Orielda. "I
think shae was sick."
"I have nearl'y killed her! And I have
been tumbled out of Mittan as a pre
"You are here. Get some men to
fight, and we will go back."
"What a stroke-to lose my senses
at the moment I needed thein most!"
"You kept your scali)."
"Andi not much else. No! If you re
fuse to follow me, and wait here at this
pot house, I am going back to Mittau!"
"I go where you go," said Skenedonk.
"But best go to sleep now."
I took my fists in my hands and
swore to force recognition if I batter
ed a lifetime on Mittau.
At daylight our post horses were put
to the chaise, and I gave the postilion
orders myself. The little fellow bowed
hmself nearly double and said that
troops were moi1ng behind us to join
the allied forces against Napoleon.
Mer well" I sa&d "ake the road
s'utounding the Fate o.f the
"VI. and Marie Antoinette)
we met August rains. We were Dog
ged. A bridge broke under us. We
dodged Austrian troops. It seemed
even then a fated thing that a French
man should retreat ignominiously from
However, I knew my friend the mar
quis expected me to return defeated.
He gave me my opportunity as a child
is indulged with a dangerous play
thing-to teach it caution.
He would be In his chateau of Ples
sy, cutting off two days' posting to
Paris. And after the first sharp pangs
of chagrin and shame at losing the for
tune he had placed in my hands, I
looked forward with impatience to our
"We have nothing, Skenedonk," I
exclaimed the first time there was oc
casion for money on the road. "How
have you been able to post? The mon
ey and the jewel case are gone."
"We have two bags of money and the
snutbox." said tha Oneida. "I hid
them in the post carriage."
"But I had the key of the jewel case."
"You are a good sleeper." responded
I blessed him heartily for his fore
thought. and he said if he had known I
was a fool he would not have told me
we carried the jewel case into Russia.
I dared not let myself think of Mme.
de Ferrier. The plan of baying back
her estates, which I had nurtured in
the bottom of my heart, was now more
remote than America.
One bag of coin was spent in Paris,
but three remained there with Dr.
Chantry. We had money, though the
more valuable treasure stayed in Mit
In the sloping hills and green vines
of Champagne we were no longer har
assed dodging troops and slept the last
night of our posting at Epernay. Tak
ing the road early next morning, I be
gan to watch for Plessy too soon with
out forecasting that I was- not to set
foot within its walls.
We came, within the marqui%' bound
aries .upon a little goose girl knitting
beside her flock. Her bright hair was
bound with a woolen cap. Delicious
grass and the shadow of.an oak under
which she stood were not to be resist
ed, so I sent the carriage on. She
looked openmouthed after Skenedonk
and bobbed her dutiful, frightened
courtesy at me.
The marquis' peasants were by no
means under the influence of the em
pire, as I knew from observing the lad
whom he had sought among the
drowned in the mortuary chapel of the
Hotel Dieu and who was afterward
found in a remote wine shop seeing
sights. The goose girl dared not speak
to me unless I required it of her, and
the unusual notice was an honor she
would have avoided.
"What do you do here?" I inquired.
Her little heart palpitated in the an
swer, "Oh, guard the geese."
- "Is the Marquis du Plessy at the cha
Her face grew shaded, as a cloud
chases sunlight before it across a
meadow. "Do you mean the new mar
quis, the old marquis' cousin, mon
sieur? lHe went away directly after
"The old marquis' burial. That was
before St. John's day."
"Be careful what you say, my child."
"Didn't you know he was dead, mon
"I have been on a journey. Was his
"He was killed in a duel In Paris."
"It can't be true!"
"Monsieur," the goose girl asserted
solemnly, "it is true. The blessed St
Alpin, my patron, forget me if I tell
you a lie."
Around the shadowed spot where I
sat I heard trees whispering o:1r the
hills and a cart rumbling along the
hardened dust of the road.
"Monsieur," spoke the goose girl out
of her good heart, "if you want to go to
his chapel I will show you the path."
She carried her knitting down a val
ley to a stream, across the bridge and
near an opening in the bushes at the
foot of a hill.
"Go all to the right, monsieur," she
said, "and you will come to the chapel
where the Du Plessys are buried."
Heeping all to the right, as the goose
girl directed, I found a chapel like a
It was locked. Through the latticed
door I could see an altar, whereunder
the last Du Plessy who haid come to
rest there doubtless lay with his kin.
The light, quick stepping of horses
and their rattling barness brought
Mme. de F'errier's carriage quickly
around the curve fronting the chapel.
Her presence was the one touch which
the place lacked, and I forgot grief,
shame, impatience at being found out
In my trouble, and stood at her .step
with my hat in my hand.
She said; "Oh. Lazarre!" and Paul
beat on Ernestine's knee, echoing, "Oh,
Zar!" and my comfort was absolute as
release from pain, because she had
come to visit her old friend the mar
I helped her down and stood with
her at the latticed door.
"How brigh't it is here!" said Eiagle.
"It is very bright I came up the hill
from a dark place."
"Did the news of his death meet you
on the post road?"
"It m'et me at the foot of this hill.
The goose girl told me."
"Oh, you have been hurt!" she said,
looking at me. "Your face Is all seam
ed. Don't tell me about Mittan today.
Paul and I are taking possession of the
"Napoleon has given them back to
"Yes, he has! I begged the De Chau
monts to let me come alone! By hard
posting we reached Mont-Louis last
night. You are the only person in
France to whom I would give that va
cant seat in the carriage today."
I cared no longer for my own loss, as
I am afraid has been too much my way
through life, or whether I was a prince
or not. Like paradise after death, as
so many of our best days come, this
perfect day was given me by the mar
quis himself. Eagle's summer dress
touched me. Paul and Ernestine sat'
facing us, and Paul ate cherries from a
ittle basket and had his fingers wiped,
beating the cushion with his heels In
xcess of impatience to begin again.
We paused at a turn of the height
before descending, where fields could
be seen stretching to the horizon,
the"Twildness of the American forest,
and vineyards of busby vines that bore
the small black grapes. Eagle showed
me the far boundaries of Paul's es
Rest of all was coming to the cha
teau when the sun was about an hour
high. The stone pillars of the gate
way let us upon a terraced lawn,
where a fountain played, keeping bent
plumes of water in the air. The lofty
chateau of white' stone had a broad
front with wings. Eagle bade me
note the two dovecots or pigeon tow
ers. distinctly separate structures, one
flanking each wing and demonstrating
the antiquity of the house, for only
nobles in medloval days were accord
ed the privilege of keeping doves.
There was a pleached walk, like that
in the marquis' garden, of branches
flattened and plaited to form an arbor
supported by tree columns, which led
to a summer house of stone smothered
in Ivy. We walked back and forth un
der this thick roof of verdure. Eagle's
cao of brown hair was roughened over
her radiant face, and the open throat
of her gown showed pulses beating in
her neck. Her lifted chin almost
touched my arm as I told her all te
Mittau story at her request.
"Poor MIme. d'Angouleme! The cau
tious priest and the king should not
have taken you from me like that!
She knew you as I knew you, and a
woman's knowing is better than a
man's proofs. She will have times of
doubting their policy. She will re
member the expression of your mouth,
your shrugs and gestures-the little
traits of the child Louis that reappear
in the man."
"I wish I had never gone to Mittau
to give her a moment's distress."
"But that was a strange thing-that
you should fall unconscious:?
"Not so strange," I said, and told her
hotv many times before the eclipse
under the edge of which my boyhood
was passed-had completely shadowed
me. At the account of Ste. Pelagie
she leaned toward .me, her hands
clinched on her breast. When we
came to the Hotel Dieu she leaned
back pallid against the stone.
"Dear Marquis du Plessy!" she whis
pered as his name entered the story.
When it was ended she drew some
deep breaths in the silence.
"Sire, you must be very careful. That
Bellenger is an evil man."
"But a weak one."
"There may be a strength of court
policy behind him."
"The policy of the court at Mittan is
evidently a policy of denial."
"Your sister believed in you."
"Yes, she believed in me."
"I don't understand," said Mme. de
Ferrier, leaning forward on her arms,
"why Bellenger had you in London and
another boy on the mountain."
"Perhaps we shall never understand
"I don't understand why he makes it
his business to follow you."
"Let us not trouble ourselves about
"But are you safe in France since the
Marquis di Plessy's death?"
"I am safe tonight at least."
"Yes, far safer than you would be in
"And Skenedonk is my guard."
"I have sent a messenger to Plessy
for him," Mmne. d'e Ferrier said. "He
will be here in the morning."
I thanked her for remembering him
in the excitement of her coming. We:
heard a far, sweet call through a cleft
of the hills, and Eagle turned her-head.
"That must be the shepherd of LeS
Rochers. He has missed a lamb. Les
Rochers is the most distant of our
farms, but its night noises can be
heard through an opening in the for
est. Paul will soon be listening for all
these sounds. We must drive to Lea
Rochers tomorrow. It was there that
Cousin Philippe died."
I could not say how opportunely
Cosin Philippe had died. The viola
tion of her childhood by such a mar
riage rose up that instant a wordless
"Sire, we are not observing etiquette
in Mont-Louis as they observe it at
Mittau. I have been talking very fa
miliarly to my king. I will keep silent
"Madame. you have forbidden me to
She gave a startled look and said:
"Did you know .Terome Bonaparte
has come back? He left his wife In
America. She cannot be received in
France because she has committed the
crime of' marrying a prince. She is to
be divorced for political reasons."
"Jerome Bonaparte is a hound!" I
"And his wife a venturesome woman
to riarry even a temporary prince."
"I like her sort, madame."
"Do you, sire?'
"Yes; I like a woman who can love."
"How could you ruin me?"
"The Sailnt-Michels brought me up,"
said Eagle. "They taught me what Is
GLod mo-rning, 7fadame."
lawful and unlawful. I will never do
an unlawful thing to the disgrace and
shame of my house. A woman should
build her house, not tear It down."
"What is unlawful?"
"It is unlawful for me to encourage
the suit of my sovereign."
"Am I ever likely to be anything but
what they call in Mittau a pretender,
"That we do not know. You shall
keep yourself free from entangle
"I am free from them-God knows I
am free enough-the lonesomest, most
nnfriended savage that ever set out to
conquer his own."
"You were born to greatness. Great
things will come to you."
"If you loved me I could make them
"Sire, It Isn't healthy to sit in the
night air, We must go out of the
Ohi, who would be healtby! Come
to that, who would be such a royal
beggar as I am?"
"Remember," she said gravely, "that
-.Mn n in a manner recornized
by one of tae most cautious, one or me
least ardent ro-yalists in France."
The recognition she kpew nothing
about came to my lips, and I told her
the whole story of the jewels. The
snuffbox was in my pocket Sophie
Saint-Michel had often described it to
She sat and looked at me, contemplat
ing the stupendous loss.
"The marquis advised me not to take
them Into Russia," I acknowledged.
"There is no robbery so terrible as
the robbery committed by those who
think they are doing right."
"I am one of the losing Bourbons."
"Can anything be hidden in that
closet in the queen's dressing room
wall?" mused Eagle. "I believe I could
find it in the dark, Sophie told me so
often where the secret spring may be
touched. When the De Chaumonts
took me to the Tuileries I wanted to
search for it. But all the state apart
ments are nowoon the second floor, and
Mme. Bonaparte has her own rooms
below. Evidently she knows nothing
of the secrets of the place. The queen
kept her most beautiful robes in that
closet It has no visible door. The wall
opens. And we have heard that a door
was made through the back of It to let
upon a spiral staircase of stone, and
through this the royal family made
their escape to Varennes, when they
were arrested and brought back."
We fell into silence at mention of the
unsuccessful flight which could have
changed history, and she rose and said,
"Good night, sire."
Next morning there was such a de
licious world to live in that breathing
was a pleasure. Dew gauze spread far
and wide over the radiant domain.
Sounds from cattle and stables and the
voices of servants drifted on the air.
Doves wheeled around their towers
and around the chateau standing like
a white cliff.
I walked under the green canopy,
watching the sun mount and waiting
for Mme. de Ferrier. When she did
appear the old man who had served
her father followed with a tray. I
could only say, "Good morning, ma
dame," not daring to add, "I have
scarcely slept for thinking of you?
"We will have our coffee out here,"
she told me.
Then the old servant gathered wall
fruit for us, and she sent some in his
hand to Paul. Through a festooned
arch of the pavilion giving upon the
terraces we saw a bird dart down to
the fountain, tilt and drink, tilt and
drink again and flash away. Immedi
ately the multitudinous rejoicing of a
skylark dropped from upper air. When
men would send thanks to the very
gate of heaven their envoy should, be a
Eagle was like a little girl as she lis
"This is the first day of September,
"Is It? I thought It was the first day
"I mention the date that you may not
forget it Because I am going to give
you something today."
My heart leaped like a conqueror's.
Then her face went grave, like a
child's when it is surprised in wicked
"But our fathers and mothers would
have us forget their suffering in the
festival of coming home, wouldn't
"Then why .are you looking at me
"Perhaps you don't like my dress?"
I told her it was the first time I had
ever noticed anything she wore, and I
"I used to wear my mother's clothes.
Ernestine and I made them over. But
this is new, for the new day and the
new life here."
"And the day." I reminded her, "is
the 1st of September."
Shie laughed and opened her left
hand, showing me two squat keys, so
small that both had lain concealed un
der two of her finger tips.
"I am going to give you a key, sire."
"Will It unlock a woman's mind?'
"It will open a padlocked book. Last
night I found a little blank leaved
book with wooden covers. It was fas
tened by a padlock, and these keys
were tied to It You may have one
key; I will keep the other."
"The key to a padlocked book with
nothing in It."
Her eyes tantalized me.
"I am going to put something in it,
Sophie Saint-Michel said I had a gift
or-utting down mny thoughts. If the
gift appeared to Sophie when I was
a child it must grow in me by use.
Every day I shall put some of my life
into the book, and when I die I will
bequeath It to you!"
"Take back the key, madame. I
have no desire to look into your cof
She extended her hand.
"Then our good and kind friend,
Count de Chaumont, shall have It."
"He shall notl"
I held to her hand and kept the key.
She slipped away from me. The
laughter of the child yet rose through
the dignity of the woman.
"When may I read this book, Eagle?"
"Never, of my free will, sire. How
could I set down all I thought about
you, for instance, if the certainty was
hanging over me that you would read
my candid opinions and punish me for
"Then of what use is the key?'
"You would rather have it than give
it to another, wouldn't you?"
"Well, you will have the key to my
"And if the book ever falls into my
"I will see that it doesn't?"
"I will say, years from now'
"Twenty? Oh, Eagle!"
"Months? That's too long!wA
"No, ten years, sire."
"Not ten years, Eagle. Say eight"
"Seven. If the book falls into my
hands at the end of seven years may I
I may safely promise you that," s(he
laughed. "'The book will never fall
Into your hands."
I took from my pocket the gold snuff
box with the portraits on the lid and
placd my key carefully therein. Eagle
eaned forward to look at them, She
took the box in her hand and gazed
with long reverence, drooping her head.
Turning my head I saw an old man
ome out on the terrace.
He tried to search in every direction,
his gray head and faded-eyes moving
anxiously. Mmne. de Ferrier was still.
: heard her lay the snuffbox on the
stone seat. I knew, though I could not
let myself watch her, that she stood
up against the wall, a woman of stone,
her lips chiseled apart.
"Eagle, Eagle!" the old man cried
from the terrace.
She whispered, "Yes, Cousin Phi
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