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990 THE ABBESS OF THE CONVENT OF ST, CLAIRE. — dismounted and went to inform himself as to the state of his health. ‘When you fell, monsieur, I was much afraid,’’ said he; ‘but, so far as I can see, you are not wounded.”’ ) ‘‘Not. at all,’’ replied Monsieur de Charny, in a surly tone. ‘‘It is a stroke of luck, monsieur; for, in truth, we must render justice to these fellows’ talents. AS a result of it, I lose a horse worth a thousand crowns.’ ‘‘Kh! monsieur, instead of “Sejenata Bk if seems to me that you would do better to gallop!’’ exclaimed Monsieur de Charny. : “That is a point upon which I regret not to be in accord with your lordship. Certainly | am not altogether dead like that poor devil Bouletord, but I am not much better off.”’ Monsieur de Charny shrugged his shoulders. ‘What would you?’’ continued Monsieur de Pomereux, ‘these people have not my life, but they have my word. 9 Monsieur de Charny bit his lips till the blood came. ‘Your horse,’’ said he, addressing an archer. | The archer dismounted, and Monsieur de Charny leaped into the saddle. “Horward! you men!?’ he exclaimed. All the troop followed him. Monsieur de Pomereux threw his eyes in the direction of the abbey. The fugitives had profited by the disorder occasioned by the death of Bouletord and the fall of Mon- siceur de Charny. They were now within a hundred steps of the abbey. The two women had been placed upon Bouletord’s horse; they were the first to reach the abbey. ‘‘Madame,’’ they said to the nun who received them, ‘‘there are two gentlemen here who claim your protection —if you do not come to their aid, they are lost.”’ : ‘‘Let them enter if they are innocent, let them also enter if they are guilty,’’ said the nun, ‘‘the house of God is an exile open to all the unfortunate. ’’ Belle-Rose’s horse fell at the door of the abbey; that of Cornelius had fallen at fifty steps from it; the blood came. from its nostrils; it pawed the earth with its feet and died. Déroute and Grippard had abandoned theirs upon the road and were running as fast as their legs could carry them. — All entered through the half-open door; just as the nun pushed it shut, Monsieur de Charny was geen passing like a flash between the trees of the avenue. Suzanne fell on her knees and thanked God. | comicbooks.com