[Melchior’s Dream and Other Tales by Juliana Horatia Ewing]@TWC D-Link bookMelchior’s Dream and Other Tales CHAPTER II 3/53
"It was my mother's," he said, with an appealing glance of violet eyes; "I would not part with it but that I am starving.
Will you get me food ?" "You are hiding ?" said he of the red cap. "Is that a crime in these days ?" said the other, with a smile that would in other days have been irresistible. The man took the watch, shaded the donor's beautiful face with a rough red cap and tricolour ribbon, and bade him follow him.
He, who had but lately come to Paris, dragged his exhausted body after his conductor, hardly noticed the crowds in the streets, the signs by which the man got free passage for them both, or their entrance by a little side-door into a large dark building, and never knew till he was delivered to one of the gaolers that he had been led into the prison of the Abbaye.
Then the wretch tore the cap of Liberty from his victim's head, and pointed to him with a fierce laugh. "He wants food, this aristocrat.
He shall not wait long--there is a feast in the court below, which he shall join presently.
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