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"Oh, uncle, they -will do you no
"They will hamper, perhaps arrest
me. I was all ready to leave here in
the morning. I fear they will not al
low me to do so."
"But why not?"
"Officious, and in some cases cor
rupt persons will try to prevent me
from taking my fortune out of the
country. See, Alma," and Dacre drew
a little .chamois bag from a secret
pocket, "the diamonds in this repre
sent the bulk of my fortune. Take it,
secrete it If I am arrested fly at once
not into Germany, as we proposed,
for that course is blocked, but
straight for Paris."
"But, uncle "
"Quick! they are here already, as I
feared," cried Mr. Dacre.
His worst apprehensions were con
firmed. There was a loud summons
from the end of a musket at the
"Do not lose your nerve, dear
child," spoke Dacre. "They dare not
harm me and I will soon join you in
Paris. Hurry away through the rear
garden, take the first train for the
border. At all hazards protect the
fortune with which I have entrusted
Then he was gone to answer the
imperious summons at the street
door. Alma lingered only long
enough to learn that he was really
taken in charge as a suspect. Then
she filled her handbag, secured the
jewels in a safe pocket and hurried
away through the garden apparently
Alma reached the train. She tried
to think that she was cowardly in
deserting a relative in trouble. She
felt relieved when the train started.
Then she stared in wonder and even
suspicion at the other occupant of
the carriage. There sat a person who
until the day previous had been a
sort of major domo in the service of
her uncle. He lifted his cap with a
servile smirk on his face Alma did
not at all like.
"The master is in trouble," he re
marked. "I have heard of it. I, too,
may be proscribed and I am bound
for another country. If mademoiselle
will allow, I will do what I can to see
her safely across the border."
Alma murmured her thanks. She
did not like the man. She was sus
picious of his ready presence. She
fancied her uncle had said something
about his being untrustworthy. An
unprotected young girl, however, she
reflected that because of his former
employer Boyard might strive to
really serve her.
There was no stoppage to the train
during the long night. Alma did not
sleep. She felt uncomfortably con
scious somehow of the constant
glance Boyard kept upon her. Was it
possible that he knew of the rich
treasure she carried?
Just at daybreak the train was
halted at a little town in the moun
tains. A body of soldiers ordered all
to alight; Boyard was carrying the
little satchel belonging to Alma. Sud
denly he disappeared. He did not re
turn. Then Alma was persuaded that
he had made away with it, believing
it scontents valuable. Her passport
was gone. She was ordered to remain
in the country.
What a fate for the delicate young
girl, when that evening, distraught,
footsore, affrighted, she neared the
light of a lonely hut in the mountains.
She dared not remain in the town
where the prejudice against an alien
would pursue her. She feared being
imprisoned, searched, and the jewels
taken from her, so she had wandered
away from human habitations, blind
ly hoping some chance might put her
across the border.
Once she believed she was pursued,
and in the distance fancied she noted
the lurking Boyard. Now, hungry,
athirst, exhausted, she hastened
toward the light As she neared it a
cry of acute pain came from the hut.
A wild figure of a man dashed by her.
The cry from the hut was repeated.
Alma entered to find a peasant wo
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