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84. ALFRED DE ROSANN. had withdrawn from the guitchet. Some minutes elapsed before either he or De Rosann opened his lips. At length Belle-Rose broke the silence. “ Ledoux, or Leblond, or whatever his name may be, is one of three things,”’ said he. «¢ Which are they ?”? asked De Rosann. ‘“ He is either an infernal liar—an arrant madman —or a deuced clever fellow.” “There was too much system in all he said, besides the uselessness of deceiving us,” said Alfred, ‘ to make me think him a madman ora liar ; but to-morrow morning will prove beyond a doubt the truth or falsity of his assertions.”’ ‘Yes; and in the meantime let us search for the passports,’ returned Belle-Rose. “I have them,’ he added, in about a minute; “pray to God, De Rosann—-if thou can’st pray—that they may be genuine! Andif they be, then 1s Leblond’s power great indeed; for | am almost certain that Prince Polignac himself could scarcely procure such docu- ments from the Prefecture de Police. “Till to-morrow, then, lay aside all conjecture; and endeavour to snatch a few hours of repose,”’ cried our hero. fortune favour our undertakings!”’ rejoined Belle- Rose. «“ Amen!”? , And the cachot was wrapt in silence. It was not until a very late hour that De Rosann sank into an uneasy slumber; but he awoke early the fol- lowing morning refreshed, and comparatively in good spirits. He recalled his scattered ideas, and endea- voured to separate the real from the imaginary. Amongst the latter was for a moment ranked every- thing connected with Leblond, till a little mature re- flection assured him of the truth of that individual’s appearance at the gudchet, and brought to his mind the substance of what he had said. Belle-Rose soon awoke, and the passports were speedily produced, — “Good night, De Rosann; and, once more—may CORNICLOO KS.) in)