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72 + & FRIEND AND AN ENEMY. oe the third crown when he whistled with all his aitcnetes Claudine looked wildly turn by turn at the coachman, her. brother, and the chevalier. “That is an intelligent coachman,’’ said Monsieur de> Villebrais. ‘‘Be not less amiable than he, my friend; your mistress is pretty and pleases me; for three or four hours you have been wandering around together. Each in his turn, get you away from here.’’ | Belle-Rose looked at Monsieur de Villebrais. The chey- alier was strongly animated, but his legs were still steady, his voice clear, his gestures easy; the sergeant was not dealing then with a drunken man, but with a headstrong officer.. The quarrel then became more graye. ‘‘Come, my dear sir, have you understood?”’ said the chevalier. “Turn about, run to the Porcherons, ask for the cabaret of the Pomme de Pin, and dine freely at my expense. ’ “My lieutenant, I shall not go.”’ ‘You wish to remain.’’ BN act o2 7 ‘‘Ah! scoundrel, do you forget who I am?’”’ “ ‘‘On the contrary, I wish to recollect it.”’ | ‘‘Ah! you jest. I will'cut off your ears.’’ ‘*1 do not believe it.”’ : Monsieur de Villebrais ‘raised his arm, and Belle-Rose seized it. “What! you dare touch me, rascal? Iam going to give you a sword thrust in the stomach,’’ exclaimed Monsieur de Villebrais, who, losing all control of himself, made an effort to free his hand and take his sword; but Belle-Rose pushed him back so quickly that he tottered over. Before he could arise, the sergeant had already drawn his sword. in The coachman had stopped counting, but he was still whistling. “Monsieur de Villebrais, I swear to you that you will only reach my sister after having passed over my dead body !’’ exclaimed Belle-Rose. | “T will not fight with you, but will get you hung,’ re- plied the lieutenant. ‘‘Eh! coachman,’’ he added, “‘there are ten louis for you if you aid this adorable girl to mount in the fiacre, and ten more if you take her to the Pomme | de Pin, where I will soon rejoin her.’ Claudine wished to fly, but she tottered and fell upon her knees. ‘*Done,’’ said the coachman. comicbooks.com we oy , 7 ~~. = a - _ a = 4 Fons >