Strike, if need be, in her name! If you are driven to want the arm of Pierre Guillot, seek news of him at the Cafe Dufour, Rue S----, Boulevard du Temple.

Be calm now; I hear your husband's step." A few days more, and Gabriel is gone! Wife and husband are alone with each other.

Lucretia has refused to depart.

Then that mute coma of horror, that suspense of two foes in the conflict of death; for the subtle, prying eye of Olivier Dalibard sees that he himself is suspected,--further he shuns from sifting! Glance fastens on glance, and then hurries smilingly away.

From the cup grins a skeleton, at the board warns a spectre.