〃Speak　out；　my　child　。　。　。　I　am　a　mother。〃
  Mother　and　daughter　looked　each　other　in　the　face；　and　the　Marquise　said　no　more。　At　last　she　said：
  〃Helene；　if　you　have　any　reproaches　to　make；　I　would　rather　bear　them　than　see　you　go　away　with　a　man　from　whom　the　whole　world　shrinks　in　horror。〃
  〃Then　you　see　yourself；　madame；　that　but　for　me　he　would　be　quite　alone。〃
  〃That　will　do；　madame；〃　the　General　cried；　〃we　have　but　one　daughter　left　to　us　now；〃　and　he　looked　at　Moina；　who　slept　on。　〃As　for　you；〃　he　added；　turning　to　Helene；　〃I　will　put　you　in　a　convent。〃
  〃So　be　it；　father；〃　she　said；　in　calm　despair；　〃I　shall　die　there。　You　are　answerable　to　God　alone　for　my　life　and　for　/his/　soul。〃
  A　deep　sullen　silence　fell　after　these　words。　The　on…lookers　during　this　strange　scene；　so　utterly　at　variance　with　all　the　sentiments　of　ordinary　life；　shunned　each　other's　eyes。
  Suddenly　the　Marquis　happened　to　glance　at　his　pistols。　He　caught　up　one　of　them；　cocked　the　weapon；　and　pointed　it　at　the　intruder。　At　the　click　of　firearms　the　other　turned　his　piercing　gaze　full　upon　the　General；　the　soldier's　arm　slackened　indescribably　and　fell　heavily　to　his　side。　The　pistol　dropped　to　the　floor。
  〃Girl；　you　are　free；〃　said　he；　exhausted　by　this　ghastly　struggle。　〃Kiss　your　mother；　if　she　will　let　you　kiss　her。　For　my　own　part；　I　wish　never　to　see　nor　to　hear　of　you　again。〃
  〃Helene；〃　the　mother　began；　〃only　think　of　the　wretched　life　before　you。〃
  A　sort　of　rattling　sound　came　from　the　intruder's　deep　chest；　all　eyes　were　turned　to　him。　Disdain　was　plainly　visible　in　his　face。
  The　General　rose　to　his　feet。　〃My　hospitality　has　cost　me　dear；〃　he　cried。　〃Before　you　came　you　had　taken　an　old　man's　life；　now　your　are　dealing　a　deadly　blow　at　a　whole　family。　Whatever　happens；　there　must　be　unhappiness　in　this　house。〃
  〃And　if　your　daughter　is　happy？〃　asked　the　other；　gazing　steadily　at　the　General。
  The　father　made　a　superhuman　effort　for　self…control。　〃If　she　is　happy　with　you；〃　he　said；　〃she　is　not　worth　regretting。〃
  Helene　knelt　timidly　before　her　father。
  〃Father；　I　love　and　revere　you；〃　she　said；　〃whether　you　lavish　all　the　treasures　of　your　kindness　upon　me；　or　make　me　feel　to　the　full　the　rigor　of　disgrace。　。　。　。　But　I　entreat　that　your　last　words　of　farewell　shall　not　be　words　of　anger。〃
  The　General　could　not　trust　himself　to　look　at　her。　The　stranger　came　nearer；　there　was　something　half…diabolical；　half…divine　in　the　smile　that　he　gave　Helene。
  〃Angel　of　pity；　you　that　do　not　shrink　in　horror　from　a　murderer；　come；　since　you　persist　in　your　resolution　of　intrusting　your　life　to　me。〃
  〃Inconceivable！〃　cried　her　father。
  The　Marquise　then　looked　strangely　at　her　daughter；　opened　her　arms；　and　Helene　fled　to　her　in　tears。
  〃Farewell；〃　she　said；　〃farewell；　mother！〃　The　stranger　trembled　as　Helene；　undaunted；　made　sign　to　him　that　she　was　ready。　She　kissed　her　father's　hand；　and；　as　if　performing　a　duty；　gave　a　hasty　kiss　to　Moina　and　little　Abel；　then　she　vanished　with　the　murderer。
  〃Which　way　are　they　going？〃　exclaimed　the　General；　listening　to　the　footsteps　of　the　two　fugitives。〃Madame；〃　he　turned　to　his　wife；　〃I　think　I　must　be　dreaming；　there　is　some　mystery　behind　all　this；　I　do　not　understand　it；　you　must　know　what　it　means。〃
  The　Marquise　shivered。
  〃For　some　time　past　your　daughter　has　grown　extraordinarily　romantic　and　strangely　high…flown　in　her　ideas。　In　spite　of　the　pains　I　have　taken　to　combat　these　tendencies　in　her　character〃
  〃This　will　not　do〃　began　the　General；　but　fancying　that　he　heard　footsteps　in　the　garden；　he　broke　off　to　fling　open　the　window。
  〃Helene！〃　he　shouted。
  His　voice　was　lost　in　the　darkness　like　a　vain　prophecy。　The　utterance　of　that　name；　to　which　there　should　never　be　answer　any　more；　acted　like　a　counterspell；　it　broke　the　charm　and　set　him　free　from　the　evil　enchantment　which　lay　upon　him。　It　was　as　if　some　spirit　passed　over　his　face。　He　now　saw　clearly　what　had　taken　place；　and　cursed　his　incomprehensible　weakness。　A　shiver　of　heat　rushed　from　his　heart　to　his　head　and　feet；　he　became　himself　once　more；　terrible；　thirsting　for　revenge。　He　raised　a　dreadful　cry。
  〃Help！〃　he　thundered；　〃help！〃
  He　rushed　to　the　bell…pull；　pulled　till　the　bells　rang　with　a　strange　clamor　of　din；　pulled　till　the　cord　gave　way。　The　whole　house　was　roused　with　a　start。　Still　shouting；　he　flung　open　the　windows　that　looked　upon　the　street；　called　for　the　police；　caught　up　his　pistols；　and　fired　them　off　to　hurry　the　mounted　patrols；　the　newly…aroused　servants；　and　the　neighbors。　The　dogs　barked　at　the　sound　of　their　master's　voice；　the　horses　neighed　and　stamped　in　their　stalls。　The　quiet　night　was　suddenly　filled　with　hideous　uproar。　The　General　on　the　staircase；　in　pursuit　of　his　daughter；　saw　the　scared　faces　of　the　servants　flocking　from　all　parts　of　the　house。
  〃My　daughter！〃　he　shouted。　〃Helene　has　been　carried　off。　Search　the　garden。　Keep　a　lookout　on　the　road！　Open　the　gates　for　the　gendarmerie！Murder！　Help！〃
  With　the　strength　of　fury　he　snapped　the　chain　and　let　loose　the　great　house…dog。
  〃Helene！〃　he　cried；　〃Helene！〃
  The　dog　sprang　out　like　a　lion；　barking　furiously；　and　dashed　into　the　garden；　leaving　the　General　far　behind。　A　troop　of　horses　came　along　the　road　at　a　gallop；　and　he　flew　to　open　the　gates　himself。
  〃Corporal！〃　he　shouted；　〃cut　off　the　retreat　of　M。　de　Mauny's　murderer。　They　have　gone　through　my　garden。　Quick！　Put　a　cordon　of　men　to　watch　the　ways　by　the　Butte　de　Picardie。I　will　beat　up　the　grounds；　parks；　and　houses。The　rest　of　you　keep　a　lookout　along　the　road；〃　he　ordered　the　servants；　〃form　a　chain　between　the　barrier　and　Versailles。　Forward；　every　man　of　you！〃
  He　caught　up　the　rifle　which　his　man　had　brought　out；　and　dashed　into　the　garden。
  〃Find　them！〃　he　called　to　the　dog。
  An　ominous　baying　came　in　answer　from　the　distance；　and　he　plunged　in　the　direction　from　which　the　growl　seemed　to　come。
  It　was　seven　o'clock　in　the　morning；　all　the　search　made　by　gendarmes；　servants；　and　neighbors　had　been　fruitless；　and　the　dog　had　not　come　back。　The　General　entered　the　salon；　empty　now　for　him　though　the　other　three　children　were　there；　he　was　worn　out　with　fatigue；　and　looked　old　already　with　that　night's　work。
  〃You　have　been　very　cold　to　your　daughter；〃　he　said；　turning　his　eyes　on　his　wife。〃And　now　this　is　all　that　is　left　to　us　of　her；〃　he　added；　indicating　the　embroidery　frame；　and　the　flower　just　begun。　〃Only　just　now　she　was　there；　and　now　she　is　lost　。　。　。　lost！〃
  Tears　followed；　he　hid　his　face　in　his　hands；　and　for　a　few　minutes　he　said　no　more；　he　could　not　bear　the　sight　of　the　room；　which　so　short　a　time　ago　had　made　a　setting　to　a　picture　of　the　sweetest　family　happiness。　The　winter　dawn　was　struggling　with　the　dying　lamplight；　the　tapers　burned　down　to　their　paper…　wreaths　and　flared　out；　everything　was　all　in　keeping　with　the　father's　despair。
  〃This　must　be　destroyed；〃　he　said　after　a　pause；　pointing　to　the　tambour…frame。　〃I　shall　never　bear　to　see　anything　again　that　reminds　us　of　/her/！〃
  The　terrible　Christmas　night　when　the　Marquis　and　his　wife　lost　their　oldest　daughter；　powerless　to　oppose　the　mysterious　influence　exercised　by　the　man　who　involuntarily；　as　it　were；　stole　Helene　from　them；　was　like　a　warning　sent　by　Fate。　The　Marquis　was　ruined　by　the　failure　of　his　stock…broker；　he　borrowed　money　on　his　wife's　property；　and　lost　it　in　the　endeavor　to　retrieve　his　fortunes。　Driven　to　desperate　expedients；　he　left　France。　Six　years　went　by。　His　family　seldom　had　news　of　him；　but　a　few　days　before　Spain　recognized　the　independence　of　the　American　Republics；　he　wrote　that　he　was　coming　home。
  So；　one　fine　morning；　it　happened　that　several　French　merchants　were　on　board　a　Spanish　brig　that　lay　a　few　leagues　out　from　Bordeaux；　impatient　to　reach　their　native　land　again；　with　wealth　acquired　by　long　years　of　toil　and　perilous　adventures　in　Venezuela　and　Mexico。
  One　of　the　passengers；　a　man　who　looked　aged　by　trouble　rather　than　by　years；　was　leaning　against　the　bulwark　netting；　apparently　quite　unaffected　by　the　sight　to　be　seen　from　the　upper　deck。　The　bright　day；　the　sense　that　the　voyage　was　safely　over；　had　brought　all　the　passengers　above　to　greet　their　land。　The　larger　number　of　them　insisted　that　they　could　see；　far　off　in　the　distance；　the　houses　and　lighthouses　on　the　coast　of　Gascony　and　the　Tower　of　Cardouan；　melting　into　the　fantastic　erections　of　white　cloud　along　the　horizon。　But　for　the　silver　fringe　that　played　about　their　bows；　and　the　long　furrow　swiftly　effaced　in　their　wake；　they　might　have　been　perfectly　still　in　mid…ocean；　so　calm　was　the　sea。　The　sky　was　magically　clear；　the　dark　blue　of　the　vault　above　paled　by　imperceptible　gradations；　until　it　blended　with　the　bluish　water；　a　gleaming　line　that　sparkled　like　stars　marking　the　dividing　line　of　sea。　The　sunlight　caught　myriads　of　facets　over　the　wide　surface　of　the　ocean；　in　such　a　sort　that　the　vast　plains　of　salt　water　looked　perhaps　more　full　of　light　than　the　fields　of　sky。
  The　brig　had　set　all　her　canvas。　The　snowy　sails；　swelled　by　the　strangely　soft　wind；　the　labyrinth　of　cordage；　and　the　yellow　flags　flying　at　t