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~-.. 212 A SCENE UPON THE OCEAN. ‘*T¢ is too far.’’ ‘*Let us go to Lorraine.” ‘It is too close.’ ‘Then let us go to Flanders. ”’ ‘Tt is a sure means of falling again into the claws of Monsieur de Louvois.’ Déroute did not consider himself beaten and was going to propose Holland when Belle-Rose stopped him. ‘Ah!’ he said to him, ‘‘what evil has England done you?”’ ‘“ None.’ ‘Phen sane objections be you to going to England?”’ Déroute was short of reasons; but when Belle-Rose was no longer looking: at him he scratched his ear and mur- mured, in a low tone: ‘‘All the same, I do not like England.’’ Cornelius had tied to the croup of their horses some uni- forms, which the three cavaliers put on at the first wood they came to upon their route. ‘“We shall be taken for gentlemen going on a mission, ”’ said he, buttoning up his coat. ‘*It will not be believed,’’ said Déroute, ‘‘that those who escape travel under the dress of those who pursue. ”’ And urging on his horse, he threw himself in front like an outrider. They traveled thus during three or four re- lays. The gold which Madame de Chateaufort had ob- tained for her diamonds brushed aside every difficulty. At Noailles Belle-Rose’s horse made a start to one side and fell. Déroute leaped down, but Belle-Rose had already risen. ‘“‘EKh, captain, you are not hurt?” exclaimed the ser- eant. ‘‘No, but the horse seems és be limping.”’ Déroute examined the animal’s legs. ‘‘He has left two inches of flesh upon the the king’s highway,’’ said he, ‘‘you will have to make a league or two on foot.”’ “Eh, but,’’ said Belle-Rose, addressing himself to Dé- | route, ‘‘how pale you are yourself. ”’ The sergeant stamped the ground violently. ‘*Hold,’’ he murmured, ‘‘you may ridicule me as much as you please, but your fall has stopped my blood from circulating. Some misfortune is going to happen to us.”’ “What is it that you expect?’’ said Cornelius. ‘Faith, monsieur, when England is in front of one and —e Eomicbooks.co