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sieur Morin's financial arrangements letters to-day, Louis ?” he asked of were made.

the valet. It has been intimated that Richard “No, sir. And he is very anxious Devaux entered readily into the proj- on that account.ects of the emigrants; but, besides " Where is he?" the feeling excited throughout Eng- “ In the study, sir, with Mademoiland by the bloody acts of the Sep- selle'' tembrist, an additional stimulus to

“Show me there !" his zeal was given by Adelaide Morin, Entering as Louis announced him, who had herself beheld the fearful Devaux found Monsieur Morin and spectacle which followed the murder Adelaide writing. of the unfortunate Princesse de

On hearing his name they both Lamballe.

looked quickly up. Adelaide Morin was well calcu

"Have you news?" eagerly inlated to make converts of those who quired Monsieur Morin. listened to her impassioned words. "I have. At least there are ruHad there been no suffering to de

They are very bad !”' plore, no wrong to redress, no right

“ Mon Dieu !" exclaimed Adeto sustain, royalty was so thoroughly laide. " What has happened?" a part of her nature that even from

“It is reported that—the Convensuch as held a contrary opinion, her tion—.” he paused. advocacy must have commanded at

“Speak !-speak!” cried father tention. But when her auditors felt, and daughter, in one breath. or were disposed to feel as she did, it “Have condemned the King to was no wonder that she created death !'' partisans. Of all the circle that

Adelaide sank back in her chair. surrounded her, none echoed her

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fell from Monsieur Morin's sentiments more warmly than Rich

hand. ard Devaux.

6 Condemned—to death!” he It is possible that, for the moment,

said. “From whom have you this this young man's devotion to the cause of French royalty was sincere; but if Adelaide Morin had been

“ It is current generally. separated from that cause there is no every man's conversation at the openroom for doubting which side of the ing of 'Change. I came here inquestion he would have taken. He stantly to learn the truth.” had, indeed, fallen deeply in love “And they have left me uninwith her.

formed,” said Monsieur Morin, with

bitterness. “When, do they say, III.

was this fearful decree pronounced?"

“On the evening before last. A The single purpose by which government courier is believed to Monsieur Morin was inspired so have brought the intelligence. The completely filled his mind that he funds have already fallen more than was alive only to that which reflected three per cent. Yet it may be only his own desires, and he unhesitat- a stockjobbing report." ingly took for granted Richard De- “I fear not. But I have still the vaux's fervent declarations, and re- means of finding out. Stay here, posed unlimited confidence in them. Devaux, till I return. I will be ab

The refugee's house was accord- sent no longer than I can help.” ingly open at all hours to his new Monsieur Morin quitted the room. friend, who, one morning, went The street-door closed immediately there much earlier than usual. afterwards, and Adelaide was left

“ Has your master received his alone with Richard Devaux. It was

news?''

It was

the first time that this had ever oc- things, your words would be wholly curred.

unavailing.' For several minutes Mademoiselle "If,'' pleaded Devaux, “ I have Morin remained without speech or chosen a wrong momentmotion. At length she sighed “ All moments are the same,' heavily, and raised her head. interrupted Adelaide, “ your suit is

“This is terrible !" she said. hopeless. Let the subject be no

“Sad enough, Mademoiselle," more mentioned.” answered Devaux, “if the news be “ Mademoiselle Morin ?" cried really true.”

Devaux, impatiently, “you love anThey will not dare to execute other ! You are proud, Mademoithe sentence, ” she continued, with selle Morin, but—" flashing eyes.

His speech was broken short by a “What have they not dared ?” he violent knocking at the street door. returned.

It was Monsieur Morin. He hastened “ It is true,” she said, “nothing into the room like one distracted, restrains them. Oh, if there were threw an open letter upon the table, hands now to strike in the King's and buried his face in his hands. defence. But such hands are far, far Deep and long-drawn sobs choked away!"

his utterance. " Hands there are,” said Devaux, “Our kind, good master-come,

near enough yet to serve him. They Adelaide, come to my breast, and can never be wanting when you de- weep your heart away—the King is sire their aid.”

· no more !” There was something in the While Monsieur Morin and his speaker's tone which sounded daughter were locked in each other's strangely in Adelaide's ears. She arms, Richard Devaux read the letturned on him a searching glance. ter. In a few lines it told of the ex

Devaux met it without shrink- ecution of Louis the Sixteenth. ing

There was a settled resolve on “ Is there any one,'' he continued, Monsieur Morin's brow when he “who would not give his life for the spoke again. cause that interests Adelaide Morin?" “We had hoped," he said, “to

Still her eyes were fixed on his, as avert this blow. Our task must be if she doubted what she heard. to avenge it. Not an hour must be Devaux drew nearer.

lost. Everything, Devaux, must be Why,” he said, “should I re- realized as soon as possible. You frain from uttering what my heart is will kindly excuse us now. Adelaide bursting to reveal ? Mademoiselle and I have a sad day's work to do. Morin-Adelaide—I love you! As There are dear friends abroad who man never yet loved woman, I love should learn the news of to-day from you !" Encouraged by her silence, none but ourselves." he attempted to take her hand. She Mademoiselle Morin said nothing. started back, astonished.

She did not even raise her eyes when “ Love me !" she cried. - You! Richard Devaux took his leave. Had at this hour!''

she done so, she might have mar• From the first moment I saw velled at the singular expression

you will be mine, all I have which his features wore. is yours. Every resource I can command shall be at the service of your

IV. King.'

“There is no traffic, sir, in love,” Days of agitation passed for each of said Adelaide, with dignity. “Were the three persons whom this narrative this even a time to speak of such most concerns. Events succeeded

you. If

each other so rapidly, that, within a still more haughtiness than before, month from the reception of the Mademoiselle Morin repelled his adnews of the King's execution, war vances, and he left her presence with against England had been declared that in his heart which only wanted by the Convention, and a counter one assurance to change its feelings defiance hurled against the regi- to deadly hate. Accident supplied cide government.

This furnished him 'with it. full occupation for Monsieur Morin, For greater security in a time so at whose house meetings were con- fraught with trouble to the French stantly held to organize the expedi- emigrants, wherever they happened tion of an emigrant force to operate to have taken refuge, it had been on the coast of Brittany, under the settled between Monsieur Morin and command of the Marquis de Grand- Richard Devaux, that all the corremesnil, and his son Henri. In all spondence having relation to the the business connected with this ex- projected descent upon the French pedition, Mademoiselle Morin was shores should pass through the indefatigable. She acted as her banker's firm. father's secretary, and something On the day of his last interview more. She had personal motives for with Adelaide, when, with every desiring the presence of the destined angry passion at war within him, he chiefs of the expedition in London, went back to the city to bury himand her letters to that effect were self in affairs, he found that a large urgent. Richard Devaux also had packet, with a foreign postmark, enough to occupy his thoughts. Upon had arrived. The envelope bore his him devolved the supply of the sin- address alone; within were at least ews of this proposed warfare, de- a dozen letters, the greater part dirivable from the funds which Mon- rected to Monsieur Morin. As he sieur Morin had lodged with his turned them over hastily, with the house. This business, however, was intention of dispatching them to not all he had to think about, the their several destinations, one letter scene between Adelaide and himself caught his attention. It was adbeing never absent from his memory. dressed, not to Monsieur Morin, but

Undeterred by a first rejection, he to his daughter. On the seal was was bent on renewing his proposals. the letter H, with this motto, in An idea, not yet definitely shaped, Gothic characters, “Plus est en had crossed his mind, which pointed vous. Was the key to the enigma toward success; but, before he en- here? Without a moment's

pause, couraged it, there was a test to which he tore open the letter, and, though Adelaide Morin must yet be submit- every word in it danced before his ted. He remembered that, when he eyes, he read it through, long as it abruptly charged her with loving was, to the end. another, her countenance changed; " This then," he muttered, “conhe also remembered what Monsieur tains the secret of my rejection. The Morin had said in reference to the dear friend' is here. Henri de dear friends who were absent; and Grandmesnil is her accepted lover. these recollections strengthened his What tenderness! What constancy! first suspicion. If Mademoiselle What ardent affection ! • To clasp Morin wished her cause to prosper, her again to his bosom !' A husband she must be his, and his alone. could scarcely say more. A French

Upon this resolution he acted on husband, if all I have heard be true, the first occasion that offered of would never say so much. But speaking to her again without a wit- whether true or false, Henri de ness to their conversation. Vain, Grandmesnil, since that is your highhowever, were all his words. With sounding name, you shall never see

VOL. XIV.-II

her more, if I can prevent the meet- out money. Monsieur de Granding. But how? Does Morin know mesnil writes to say that a remitof this engagement? He trusts his tance of five thousand pounds must daughter with everything; she may instantly be sent to Rotterdam, the have done the same by him. It is amount to be placed to his credit ambition, Royalist as he is, which with the house of Van Orley and leads him, perhaps, to the hope of Company, of that city." mingling his blood with that of these Richard Devaux made no reply ; high-born nobles. Curses on them he had risen while the other was all ! The son of the old Bordeaux speaking, and now paced the room merchant is beneath their notice! with gloom upon his brow. ...I I may be wrong, though ; Mo- “But,” said Monsieur Morin, rin may not be aware that this preux "you do not hear me, my good chevalier courts his daughter! I friend. A sum of—" will see him before I decide."

I hear you, sir," interrupted

Devaux ; “I hear you plainly; but V.

before we enter upon that subject, I

have something else of more importWHILE Richard Devaux was de- ance to speak of.”' bating within himself what course he “Of more importance !" repeated should take to bring the question to Monsieur Morin, in surprise. issue, a visitor was announced. He At least to me,” said Devaux. had hardly time to crumple up and “Ah! that is different. Whatthrust into his pocket the letter he ever is important to you will be of had just read, when Monsieur Morin interest to me.” entered.

Richard Devaux came closer to “Ah !” he exclaimed, “I see you Monsieur Morin. His cheek, usuhave dispatches for me.'

ally so pale, was flushed, his lips “Which,” replied Devaux, “I trembled, and his words were hardly was about to take to your house.” articulate. “I am glad I came.

We might

“ Monsieur Morin,” he said, “I have missed each other, and time is wish to speak to you about your precious to us both. Permit me to daughter. read them here."

The listener was astonished; but “Certainly."

he waited for more before he replied. Monsieur Morin was soon deeply · Yes," continued Devaux, “what absorbed in his letters. Richard I have to say concerns Mademoiselle Devaux tried also to occupy himself Morin—and myself. Sir, I love her ! with what was before him ; but he I ask her of you in marriage.” could not bend his mind to business. “Young man !” said Monsieur The knowledge he had just acquired Morin, “do you know what you distracted his thoughts from every ask?” other consideration, and he remained “ Perfectly," returned Devaux. closely watching the countenance of “I repeat my request. Will you behis visitor, as if to gather from its stow on me the hand of your daughexpression something to guide him ter ?” in the proceedings he meditated. Monsieur Morin, in his turn, asked His feverish impatience made him a question. long for the moments to begin ; but “ Have you spoken to Adelaide when the time arrived, he felt it had herself ?” come too soon.

“I have—spoken—to her," he “It is much as I expected," said replied, in a faltering voice. Monsieur Morin, folding up the last si And what was her answer ?'' letter. “They cannot move with- “You," said Devaux, evading the you know.

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question, were my father's oldest the conclusion, which you declare friend. How he prospered in life so unalterable, that you have de

All he had he left to me. cided favorably for those projects I am a rich man, Monsieur Morin. which affect you more, as you allege, I can place your daughter in a posi- than any domestic interest ?” tion beyond the reach of those acci- Again, I cannot understand dents of fortune to which she-or you.” yourself-may, in these troublous “ Friends should not lightly be times be exposed. Your authority cast aside. At a time like this they would have weight against what is, may be doubly useful. My services perhaps, only the young lady's nat- have their value." ural timidity."

“You set a price upon them ? “Mademoiselle Morin has then You make them the condition of a refused you.'

personal alliance ?

It is enough. Richard Devaux remained silent. Henceforward I claim no sympathy

“Surely, my good friend,” con- at your hands. We will at once regutinued the refugee, “you do not late those affairs which cannot, at wish me to force my daughter's in- least, have been to your disadvanclinations. This is a passing fancy tage. And, in the first place, let us of yours, which meets with no re- return to the subject whence I started. turn. Forget it. Look rather at the A credit of five thousand pounds is state of public affairs; which, at this required for Monsieur de Grandcrisis, calls for every man's attention. mesnil on the house of Van Orley Even were my daughter so disposed, and Company, of Rotterdam. Be the thing is impossible. That sacred so good as to give the necessary diblood is not yet dry upon the execu- rections for that payment. We will tioner's axe; the stones of Paris still then go into the question of a gencry aloud for revenge; our souls are eral settlement; after which I shall all bent on one great enterprise ; and select another banker." can we turn from it at this hour to The livid hue on the face of Richthink of our own affairs ? No. I ard Devaux might have prepared say again, wake from your idle dream! Monsier Morin for any credible anAdelaide cannot be yours.”

nouncement, but not for the words “Is this, sir," said Devaux, slow- which the former now uttered. ly, “your final decree?

" I fear,” he said, “ that Monsieur “ As final, my friend-nay, do not de Grandmesnil must be disaplook angrily. I mean everything in pointed. I have no funds belongkindness—as final,- well, well, -iting to that gentleman in my posses-cannot be altered."

" And have you stated all your Are you in your right senses? reasons?” asked Devaux, with an exclaimed Monsieur Morin, starting irrepressible 'sneer, which did not to his feet. “No money that beescape the quick Frenchman's ob- longs to the Marquis de Grandmesservation. “Because,” he continued, nil? You hold at least one hundred before the latter could say a word, thousand pounds. Not to speak of “if any remain behind, they had bet- the large sums which I have deter be rendered at once, that I may posited on my own account, and on be able to meet them with some that that of others." I have to offer of my own.”

Richard Devaux laughed bitterly. You are now speaking a lan- “A hundred thousand pounds," he guage, said Monsieur Morin, echoed. “That, indeed, is worth which I do not comprehend." claiming. Other large sums, too!

“Let me make my meaning clearer Well, Monsieur Morin, when you can then. Are you sure, in coming to show me the necessary vouchers for

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