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‘TWO WOMEN’S HEARTS. © ~~ 191 ‘‘Open in the name of the king,’’ said a voice outside. “The shortest way would be to burst in the door,”’ said the flute-like voice of the child. = Three blows with the butt-end of a musket answered him; the wood cracked, and the child, sure that the ravisher could not escape on that side, ran to the garden. Belle-Rose, kneeling in front of the chimney, was stirring up what was left of the papers. Peppe suddenly showed his face at the window; in one bound he reached the hearth, pushed aside Belle-Rose, and sought and searched - between the irons. A cloud of ashes were scattered over the child’s face. Peppe arose. ‘‘Monsieur,’’ said he to the officer, throwing a viper-like elance at Belle- Rose, “‘there is the man who stole the papers belonging to Monsieur Bergame.’’ ‘“Eh, boy,’’ replied Belle-Rose, ‘‘you should not lie; I have purchased what was for sale.’’ “Papers which were destined to Monsieur de HUNG aes replied the child, who had grown slightly pale. This redoubtable name, of which Peppe had alr eady- em- ployed the influence, again produced. its effect. ‘‘March, monsieur,’’ said the officer. The eallop of a horse resounded in the Rue du Pot-de- Fer St. Sulpice. Belle-Rose smiled and turned to the officer. ; - ‘*Where do you take me, monsisur?’’ he said to him. ‘To the Bastile.’’ CHAPTER XX VII. TWO WOMEN’S HEARTS. Déroute never stopped in his journey from Paris to Douai, where the army now was. Monsieur de Luxem- bourg had pushed on in the direction of Belgium by way of Limbourg. Pierre was the first person whom Déroute informed of Belle-Rose’s misadventure. Pierre, on hearing this narrative, threw his musket to the ground with so much violence that he broke the stock. ‘Run to see the Irishman, I am going to see Monsieur de Naucrais,’’ he said to him. Monsieur de Naucrais thought of Monsieur de Luxem- bourg; Cornelius thought of Madame de Chateaufort. The one knew the honor of the gentleman. the other had tested the heart of the woman. ‘T’'wo hours after, Monsieur Eomicbooks €o