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crais threw aside his notched saber, and tranquilly took up the way to the general’s quarters. He reached it an- hour ago, and only left it to go from the general’s apart- ments to prison. ‘‘Are you sure of it?”’ “IT met him, and, haying seen me, he made me a sign to approach. ”’ ***My fate is sealed, Déroute,’ he said tome. ‘If Belle- Rose arrives during the night, tell him to try to see me. An hour after sunrise it will be too late.’’ Belle-Rose drew on his coat, buckled his belt, and picked up his hat. ‘‘You are going to join him, lieutenant?’’ said Déroute. ‘*No, I am not.”’ ‘*But where are you going, then?’’ ‘To see the duke.”’ **He will not receive you; there is a council to-night. ce ‘‘T will force my entrance. ’ ‘*My lieutenant, take care——”’ “Of what?’’ ‘*You risk your life.”’ “Well! I shall lose my life or save his.”’ Belle-Rose, without listening any longer to Déroute, passed the door and rapidly took his course toward the general’s quarters. Déroute followed him from a distance. The first sentinels let him pass, his epaulettes and the dis- order of his costume causing him to be taken for an aid- de-camp charged with an order from the Prince de Condé. But at the entrance to the house tenanted by the general, a grenadier stopped him. ‘"No one is allowed to pass,’’ hs said to him, ‘‘Monsieur de Luxembourg expects me,’’ boldly replied Belle-Rose. ‘The word of order?’’ ‘T have it not.”’ ‘Then you will not enter.”’ ‘*Parbleu! we will see about that.”’ And Belle-Rose, overthrowing the grenadier with an . | THE DUG DE LUXEMBOURG. 133 irresistible force, reached the corridor ata bound. A light — was shining at the top of a stair-way. He climbs it, re- pulses two guards, opens a door in front of him, and dis- appears before the sentinel even had time to cock his musket. The Duc de Luxembourg was seated in a large easy-chair; in his hand he held dispatches, and upon a table in reach of him, maps and papers were to be seen scattered, At the noise made by Belle-Rose on entering Eomicbooks (E(@)