〃The　ghost　has　taken　the　Blue　with　him；〃　cried　the　voice　of　Marche…a…　Terre。
  The　fright　of　the　Chouans　must　have　been　great；　for　the　words　were　followed　by　a　stillness　so　profound　that　d'Orgemont　and　his　companion　could　hear　them　muttering　to　themselves：　〃Ave；　sancta　Anna　Auriaca　gratia　plena；　Dominus　tecum；〃　etc。
  〃They　are　praying；　the　fools！〃　cried　d'Orgemont。
  〃Hush！　are　you　not　afraid　they　will　discover　us？〃　said　Mademoiselle　de　Verneuil；　checking　her　companion。
  The　old　man's　laugh　dissipated　her　fears。
  〃That　iron　back　is　set　in　a　wall　of　granite　two　feet　thick；〃　he　said。　〃We　can　hear　them；　but　they　can't　hear　us。〃
  Then　he　took　the　hand　of　his　preserver　and　placed　it　near　a　crevice　through　which　a　current　of　fresh　air　was　blowing。　She　then　perceived　that　the　opening　was　made　in　the　shaft　of　the　chimney。
  〃Ai！　ai！〃　cried　d'Orgemont。　〃The　devil！　how　my　legs　smart！〃
  The　Chouans；　having　finished　their　prayer；　departed；　and　the　old　miser　again　caught　the　hand　of　his　companion　and　helped　her　to　climb　some　narrow　winding　steps　cut　in　the　granite　wall。　When　they　had　mounted　some　twenty　of　these　steps　the　gleam　of　a　lamp　dimly　lighted　their　heads。　The　miser　stopped；　turned　to　his　companion；　examined　her　face　as　if　it　were　a　bank　note　he　was　doubtful　about　cashing；　and　heaved　a　heavy　sigh。
  〃By　bringing　you　here；〃　he　said；　after　a　moment's　silence；　〃I　have　paid　you　in　full　for　the　service　you　did　me；　I　don't　see　why　I　should　give　you〃
  〃Monsieur；　I　ask　nothing　of　you；〃　she　said。
  These　words；　and　also；　perhaps；　the　disdainful　expression　on　the　beautiful　face；　reassured　the　old　man；　for　he　answered；　not　without　a　sigh；　〃Ah！　if　you　take　it　that　way；　I　have　gone　too　far　not　to　continue　on。〃
  He　politely　assisted　Marie　to　climb　a　few　more　steps　rather　strangely　constructed；　and　half　willingly；　half　reluctantly；　ushered　her　into　a　small　closet　about　four　feet　square；　lighted　by　a　lamp　hanging　from　the　ceiling。　It　was　easy　to　see　that　the　miser　had　made　preparations　to　spend　more　than　one　day　in　this　retreat　if　the　events　of　the　civil　war　compelled　him　to　hide　himself。
  〃Don't　brush　against　that　wall；　you　might　whiten　yourself；〃　said　d'Orgemont　suddenly；　as　he　hurriedly　put　his　hand　between　the　girl's　shawl　and　the　stones　which　seemed　to　have　been　lately　whitewashed。　The　old　man's　action　produced　quite　another　effect　from　that　he　intended。　Marie　looked　about　her　and　saw　in　one　corner　a　sort　of　projection；　the　shape　of　which　forced　from　her　a　cry　of　terror；　for　she　fancied　it　was　that　of　a　human　being　standing　erect　and　mortared　into　the　wall。　D'Orgemont　made　a　violent　sign　to　her　to　hold　her　tongue；　and　his　little　eyes　of　a　porcelain　blue　showed　as　much　fear　as　those　of　his　companion。
  〃Fool！　do　you　think　I　murdered　him？　It　is　the　body　of　my　brother；〃　and　the　old　man　gave　a　lugubrious　sigh。　〃He　was　the　first　sworn…in　priest；　and　this　was　the　only　asylum　where　he　was　safe　against　the　fury　of　the　Chouans　and　the　other　priests。　He　was　my　elder　brother；　and　he　alone　had　the　patience　to　each　me　the　decimal　calculus。　Oh！　he　was　a　good　priest！　He　was　economical　and　laid　by　money。　It　is　four　years　since　he　died；　I　don't　know　what　was　the　matter　with　him；　perhaps　it　was　that　priests　are　so　in　the　habit　of　kneeling　down　to　pray　that　he　couldn't　get　accustomed　to　standing　upright　here　as　I　do。　I　walled　him　up　there；　/they'd/　have　dug　him　up　elsewhere。　Some　day　perhaps　I　can　put　him　in　holy　ground；　as　he　used　to　call　it；poor　man；　he　only　took　the　oath　out　of　fear。〃
  A　tear　rolled　from　the　hard　eyes　of　the　little　old　man；　whose　rusty　wig　suddenly　seemed　less　hideous　to　the　girl；　and　she　turned　her　eyes　respectfully　away　from　his　distress。　But；　in　spite　of　these　tender　reminiscences；　d'Orgemont　kept　on　saying；　〃Don't　go　near　the　wall；　you　might〃
  His　eyes　never　ceased　to　watch　hers；　hoping　thus　to　prevent　her　from　examining　too　closely　the　walls　of　the　closet；　where　the　close　air　was　scarcely　enough　to　inflate　the　lungs。　Marie　succeeded；　however；　in　getting　a　sufficiently　good　look　in　spite　of　her　Argus；　and　she　came　to　the　conclusion　that　the　strange　protuberances　in　the　walls　were　neither　more　nor　less　than　sacks　of　coin　which　the　miser　had　placed　there　and　plastered　up。
  Old　d'Orgemont　was　now　in　a　state　of　almost　grotesque　bewilderment。　The　pain　in　his　legs；　the　terror　he　felt　at　seeing　a　human　being　in　the　midst　of　his　hoards；　could　be　read　in　every　wrinkle　of　his　face；　and　yet　at　the　same　time　his　eyes　expressed；　with　unaccustomed　fire；　a　lively　emotion　excited　in　him　by　the　presence　of　his　liberator；　whose　white　and　rosy　cheek　invited　kisses；　and　whose　velvety　black　eye　sent　waves　of　blood　to　his　heart；　so　hot　that　he　was　much　in　doubt　whether　they　were　signs　of　life　or　of　death。
  〃Are　you　married？〃　he　asked；　in　a　trembling　voice。
  〃No；〃　she　said；　smiling。
  〃I　have　a　little　something；〃　he　continued；　heaving　a　sigh；　〃though　I　am　not　so　rich　as　people　think　for。　A　young　girl　like　you　must　love　diamonds；　trinkets；　carriages；　money。　I've　got　all　that　to　giveafter　my　death。　Hey！　if　you　will〃
  The　old　man's　eyes　were　so　shrewd　and　betrayed　such　calculation　in　this　ephemeral　love　that　Mademoiselle　de　Verneuil；　as　she　shook　her　head　in　sign　of　refusal；　felt　that　his　desire　to　marry　her　was　solely　to　bury　his　secret　in　another　himself。
  〃Money！〃　she　said；　with　a　look　of　scorn　which　made　him　satisfied　and　angry　both；　〃money　is　nothing　to　me。　You　would　be　three　times　as　rich　as　you　are；　if　you　had　all　the　gold　that　I　have　refused〃　she　stopped　suddenly。
  〃Don't　go　near　that　wall；　or〃
  〃But　I　hear　a　voice；〃　she　said；　〃it　echoes　through　that　wall；a　voice　that　is　more　to　me　than　all　your　riches。〃
  Before　the　miser　could　stop　her　Marie　had　laid　her　hand　on　a　small　colored　engraving　of　Louis　XV。　on　horseback；　to　her　amazement　it　turned；　and　she　saw；　in　a　room　beneath　her；　the　Marquis　de　Montauran；　who　was　loading　a　musket。　The　opening；　hidden　by　a　little　panel　on　which　the　picture　was　gummed；　seemed　to　form　some　opening　in　the　ceiling　of　the　adjoining　chamber；　which；　no　doubt；　was　the　bedroom　of　the　royalist　general。　D'Orgemont　closed　the　opening　with　much　precaution；　and　looked　at　the　girl　sternly。
  〃Don't　say　a　word　if　you　love　your　life。　You　haven't　thrown　your　grappling…iron　on　a　worthless　building。　Do　you　know　that　the　Marquis　de　Montauran　is　worth　more　than　one　hundred　thousand　francs　a　year　from　lands　which　have　not　yet　been　confiscated？　And　I　read　in　the　Primidi　de　l'Ille…et…Vilaine　a　decree　of　the　Consuls　putting　an　end　to　confiscation。　Ha！　ha！　you'll　think　the　Gars　a　prettier　fellow　than　ever；　won't　you？　Your　eyes　are　shining　like　two　new　louis　d'or。〃
  Mademoiselle　de　Verneuil's　face　was；　indeed；　keenly　excited　when　she　heard　that　well…known　voice　so　near　her。　Since　she　had　been　standing　there；　erect；　in　the　midst　as　it　were　of　a　silver　mine；　the　spring　of　her　mind；　held　down　by　these　strange　events；　recovered　itself。　She　seemed　to　have　formed　some　sinister　resolution　and　to　perceive　a　means　of　carrying　it　out。
  〃There　is　no　return　from　such　contempt；〃　she　was　saying　to　herself；　〃and　if　he　cannot　love　me；　I　will　kill　himno　other　woman　shall　have　him。〃
  〃No；　abbe；　no！〃　cried　the　young　chief；　in　a　loud　voice　which　was　heard　through　the　panel；　〃it　must　be　so。〃
  〃Monsieur　le　marquis；〃　replied　the　Abbe　Gudin；　haughtily；　〃you　will　scandalize　all　Brittany　if　you　give　that　ball　at　Saint　James。　It　is　preaching；　not　dancing；　which　will　rouse　our　villagers。　Take　guns；　not　fiddles。〃
  〃Abbe；　you　have　sense　enough　to　know　that　it　is　not　in　a　general　assembly　of　our　partisans　that　I　can　learn　to　know　these　people；　or　judge　of　what　I　may　be　able　to　undertake　with　them。　A　supper　is　better　for　examining　faces　than　all　the　spying　in　the　world；　of　which；　by　the　bye；　I　have　a　horror；　they　can　be　made　to　talk　with　glasses　in　their　hand。〃
  Marie　quivered；　as　she　listened；　and　conceived　the　idea　of　going　to　the　ball　and　there　avenging　herself。
  〃Do　you　take　me　for　an　idiot　with　your　sermon　against　dancing？〃　continued　Montauran。　〃Wouldn't　you　yourself　dance　a　reed　if　it　would　restore　your　order　under　its　new　name　of　Fathers　of　the　Faith？　Don't　you　know　that　Bretons　come　away　from　the　mass　and　go　to　dancing？　Are　you　aware　that　Messieurs　Hyde　de　Neuville　and　d'Andigne　had　a　conference；　five　days　ago；　with　the　First　Consul；　on　the　question　of　restoring　his　Majesty　Louis　XVIII。？　Ah；　monsieur；　the　princes　are　deceived　as　to　the　true　state　of　France。　The　devotions　which　uphold　them　are　solely　those　of　rank。　Abbe；　if　I　have　set　my　feet　in　blood；　at　least　I　will　not　go　into　it　to　my　middle　without　full　knowledge　of　what　I　do。　I　am　devoted　to　the　king；　but　not　to　four　hot…heads；　not　to　a　man　crippled　with　debt　like　Rifoel；　not　to　'chauffeurs；'　not　to〃
  〃Say　frankly；　monsieur；　not　to　abbes　who　force　contributions　on　the　highway　to　carry　on　the　war；〃　retorted　the　Abbe　Gudin。
  〃Why　should　I　not　say　it？〃　replied　the　marquis；　sharply；　〃and　I'll　say；　further；　that　the　great　and　heroic　days　of　La　Vendee　are　over。〃
  〃Monsieur　le　marquis；　we　can　perform　miracles　without　you。〃
  〃Yes；　like　that　of　Marie　Lambrequin；　whom　I　hear　you　have　brought　to　life；〃　said　the　marquis；　smiling。　〃Come；　come；　let　us　have　no　rancor；　abbe。　I　know