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A FACE’ AND “A VOICK. 89 “’ Theisergeant in charge of the guard came forward. ©“ Your names and stations, messieurs. Speak quickly.” ow Looking closely'at the man, Despard saw that it was the same sergeant who had escorted himself’ and Marie to her residence, ufter he lad. snatched’ her from the hands of Du- jardin and. his vile assistants, This simplified matters im- mensely. “ Ah, good-evening, sergeant. I have not had an oppor- tunity of thanking you for your good service to myself and the lady in my charge. Estephe, this is the bergesnt who nided me in saving Marie D' Arigny.” “ §o it is ‘yourself, Monsieur Despard. I give you good- evening. But you must have a pass.” “Certainly. Here it is.” The sergeant took the paper and read it by the: firelight. “The pass-is good,” said the sergeant. ‘ Pags on f': They left the watch-fire behind them’ before Wiltom spoke. “ T' do not ‘inderstand how’ he passed ‘me so readily.” / “Tt is simple esough.’’ The jase is for Doctor Despard and his adsistant, Estephe Varny: Your'name, for the rent is Esteplie Varny.' ‘Do yowunderstand.?”) © ° Wilton laughed.’ “I chahge my name 8 often while nA Montreal, that, upoh’ my word, I ‘hardly know sometimes whatl amcalled, . But have ‘your way. Ha! Whois that?” ‘Though it wes dark, they could make out the figure’ of some person passing by, walking in the center of ‘the street, Just then w light flashed froth the window of a house’néar at hand, and lighted up the figure. They could ‘see that it was evortan,” ‘Despard caught ‘a glimpse of a: tei of the mee only ;'the rest was miuffied in a heavy cloak.) {:\:. ** Stop,” said he. “ For God's sake, let me: s08: your face.” “ Away,” said a clear, rich voice, |“ 3 yotoare a man, touch me not. I call on you, sir, as a — to séé that your friend does not put his:hiand upon me”"en ofveo i” Te tela: volee: from thé gtave,” faltered:'Déspards ee sarllady; do not feat ghar Thbse id litte to: ,