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ALFRED DE ROSANN. 137 tilion, who was going to restore it to its place, and drew near to assist the sufferer. The exclamation issued from the individual De Rosann had thrown against the wheel. When the rays of the feeble light fell upon the pale countenance of the fallen man, Alfred uttered a ery of surprise and horror—for he recognised the features of his ancient antagonist Markham! A sudden idea struck the mind of our hero. Belle- Rose had called upon him in the morning, and had remained a quarter of an hour in the room he occupied at the hotel, where Leblond’s letter was lying open upon the table. No sooner did De Rosann recall these circumstances to his memory, than he ran to the second robber, who lay senseless upon the ground, approached the lamp to his face, and, as he had anti- cipated, discovered his former companion Belle-Rose! He did not stay to trouble himself about the third— but, borror-stricken at the dreadful events which had — just happened, and trembling for the future fate of his miserable fellow-countryman, he leapt into the car- riage, and was soon far away from the spot where the combat had taken place. He did not forget to thank the Almighty that no blood had been spilt, and that he had so narrowly escaped being despoiled of his most valuable possessions. ‘¢ Had the miserable wretches succeeded in this vile attempt,’ said De Rosann to himself, as the post- chaise rolled onward, “I should have been undone forever. The treasure with which I am entrusted would be now in their possession; and my tale would stand but a poor chance of pacifying the owners of those riches on my arrival at Paris. But fortune is wearied of tormenting me; and has doubtless turned her capricious resentment against other unhappy beings, who at this moment are deploring ber harsh- ness. And to such a degraded abyss of infamy is Belle-Rose reduced!- He, that only a few weeks ago was proud of his comparative guiltlessness when put in competition with the is tans of other men,—he Gomichboo KS) co