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“Franco.” I remarked one
evening to my friend DepaiUe
when, as usual, I had been lis
tening to him about dueling—
“ France in those days had wild
beasts among its inhabitants.”
“You mean the professional
duelists? Ah, truly, my friend,
they were worse than beasts ;
they had no bowels of compas
sion. Only one instance can I
recall to my mind of a bravo
who forbore to kill his prey.”
“Indeed I That should make
an interesting story,” I said.
“That I leave to your skill,
my friend, but you have
the facts. The scene of this story
was Lyons, where some years
after the death of the atrocious
De Magny came Achille Emaux
He was rather young, and little
was known of him. lie seemed
possessed of means, and was ex
ceedingly foppish. He took a fine
house in the principal ..quarter,
and had a valet, who attended
his master everywhere.
“A most discreet servant was
Joseph ; when questioned about
his master’s antecedents, with
apparent simplicity he would
tell you a wonderful and circum
stantial story But the next who
questioned him would have an- ;
other fine story, which bore not
the sligtest resemblance to the ;
first, and in a week a score of i
accounts of Emaux’s career were <
in circulation, all alike fictitious.
Thus it was that some believed I
him to be a Swiss inkeeper’s <
son, while others maintained he
was the cadet of a noble house,
cast off by his family.
In a short time Emaux found
his first victim in the son of one <
of the chief merchants, whom <
Emaux accused of insulting him
by laughing at him in the thea
tre. Young Pelouse went light
hearted into the affair, knowing
nothing of his antagonist. A few
passes with swords ensued, a u
matter to be measured in seconds e
and he fell mortally wounded, e
The affair created a painful sen- [
sation, and afterwards it became I
known that the survivor had 1
lived fcr some time in Paris, 1
and had there added, as a Red i
Indian would say, two scalps to i
his girdle, His skill with the I
sword was unsurpassable, and i
he killed his man with the air i
of a dancing master.
‘•The following week he had
another victim, and the city
awoke to the fact that once more
a scourge was visiting it. Never
theless, Emaux was received
into some of the best sets of so
ciety in the city after being pres
ent at a ball given by one of the
leading silk manufacturers. It
was said he wrote to the manu
facturer, saying that he had not
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yet had the pleasure of an intro
duction, but nevertheless he
should be glad to attend this
ball.
“Monsieur D— wrote a cold
reply to this insolence, and al
most immediately Emaux’s
valet waited upon him to de
mand the name of his seconds,
as he had wantonly insulted his
master. The poor, corpulent
ball giver, who was not fashion
ed in the heroic fnould, almost
swooned in fear, and the result
was Emaux appeared at the ball
and was introduced to the com
pany by the host as his very
dear friend, Monsier Emaux.
“By degrees Emaux, who
dressed exquisitely, and who
could assume a well-bred air,
became a leader of well-to-do
but dissipated young fellows,
who considered it an honor to be
called his friends. He strutted
about the city with insolent as
surance, and with his friends
indulged in wild escapades that
were a scandal to sober citizens.
“It was when he was present
one evening with his friends at
the principal case chantant that I
he and Jules Souvestre fell foul i
of each other, Souyestre was the
son of the proprietor of Le Ma in i
the chief newspaper of the city.
Souvestre pere was very weal
thy, and Jules, whom he idoliz- <
ed, was his only son.
He was a very gifted young i
fellow, his artistic talent being
especially remarkable and if he
had been obliged to earn his
bread he would doubtless have
made a name in the world. Due :
his father indulged him, and,
consequently, the young fellow
only labored spasmodically.
“He professed to be a journal
ist, and now and again would
write the art or dramatique
in the Matin. But his fit of
work only lasted a day or two,
and he got into mischief through
ennui. He was a jovial, cultur
ed young fellow and extremely
popular, and it was hoped that
his marriage to Mademoiselle
Ladouner would steady him.
Mademoiselle was one ot the
most beautiful and refined girls
in the province, but she was
barely eighteen, and her widow
ed mother had stipulated that
the marriage should not take
place until her daughter had
reached her nineteenth birth
day.
“On this particular evening
Souvester also went to the case
chantant, after dining with two
of his friends. Some excellent
champagne had been drunk,and
Souvestre, while far from intox
icated, was flushed and excited,
and in a fit state to act rashly.
“Emaux and his friends came
in late, seated themselves in tin
most prominent position near
the stage, and almost immedi
ately began to be rowdy. The)
stamped in time to the music,
criticized some of the performers
in a loud voice,and, as a climax,
after a song from one of the la
dies, Emaux stood up.
“ ‘Sing it again, mademoi
selle,’ he cried, amid the laugh
ter of his followers; ‘you are a
little fiat at times, I noticed.’
“To interrupt performances
by audible criticism was one o '
• the common amusements o'
Emaux and his followers, but it
was the first time they had gone
to such lengths. ‘Turn bi n out!’
came from all quarters, but the
manager feared him t>o much
to make n ore than a very mile
protest. But there was an un-
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looked for diversion. Souvestre
and his two friends were in a
private box, and at the inter
ruption he sprang to his feet
with an exclamation of disgust.
His friends, anxious for him,
begged him to be quiet and tried
to pull him down, but in vain.
Leaning out of the box, he
shouted, amid applause : “Is our
pleasure to be spoiled by a cad,
an insuiter of ladies? Turn him
out there I”
“Emaux stood up and turned
towards Souvestre. ‘Do you
mean me, monsieur?’ he called
out, amid perfect silence.
“ ‘Certainly,’ said Souvestre.
«• <Th»..k you, monsieur; my
friends shall wait upon yours at
the conclusion of the perform
ance,’ he said, with a sweeping
bow.
“ ‘As you like,’ retorted Sou
vestre, calmly; ‘but I assure you
if you interrupt again I willcall
upon all ‘.he brave lads in the
louse to assist me in puting
you out.’
“Cries of ‘Vive Souvesre’
were raised, but he waved his
hand for silence, and the icr
formance proceeded, and jas
not again interrupted by Emifx.
“As it happened, Madenki
selle Ladouner was present wih
her uncle. She knew Einau s
reputation, and when the nji
she loved interferred her belt
seemed as though it would stb
beating, and when her woi
fears were realized, and si
heard the challenge given an
accepted, she was within an ad 1
as fainting. V
Her uncle was too interested
in the scene to notice her condu
condition, and feeling she could
bear it no longer, she quietlj
slipped from his side and mad<
her way out.
“Jules, whom she loved with! 1
her whole heart and soul, would!
be a corpse before an other day I
nad passed ! That was the one '
thought that Jfilled her brain, I
md for a time in her distress
•.nd agony she was almost de
mented. But by degrees she
'orced herself to be calm.
“At whatever cost her lover
must be saved ; some way must
be found. Her first thought was
co go to Jules and beseech him,
by the love he bore her, to take
>ity on her and refuse to meet
nis terrible antagonist. But she
was a French girl and knew it
was impossible; even his love
for her at such a ti me would be
secondary to his honor; he could
not render himself a social out
cast to quiet her fears.
“ ‘Her mind persisted in pic
turing the ghastly encounter,
aud Jules dying m a pool of bis
life’s blood, till she was almost
demented again. She went
home, made the excuse to her
mother that the heat of the the
atre had made her feel ill, and
went at once to her room.
“But not to sleep. She pacod
i up and down, thinking, think
ing, til! she suddenly came to a
resolution. She blushed at the
impropriety of the course she
1 had decided to adopt, but love
for Jules overrode everything
else.
“Half an hour before mid
night, when her mother had re
tired, she quietly stole out and
made her wav as furtively as a
thief to Emaux’s residence. Her
joy was great; the house was
well lighted, and the duelist was
probably within.
“The valet, Joseph, opened
the door to her. His master, he
said, had not yet returned; she
could leave a message and call
on the morrow.
“ ‘I must see him,’ she said;
‘it is absolutely necessary. I
will come in and await his re
turn.’
“ ‘Had mademoiselle an ap
pointment with him?’ asked
Joseph.
“ ‘Yes,’ she said boldly, hop
ing the lie would be forgiven
her.
“ ‘Monsieur left me no in
structions,’said Joseph, doubt
fully;‘but if that is so, I will
take the responsibility. This way
please.’
“Midnight struck and he had
not cone, then the half hour
chimed, and Lucille was in an
agony. Suppose he had not come
because the duel was then being
fought! Even now her dear Jules
might be lying dead, and agaiu
she nearly fainted at her imag- 1
iugs.
“It was nearly Ijo’clock when
at last the bravo came in, hum
ming a funeral march, as was
his custom on the eve of a duel.
“ ‘wood evening, mademoi-
. selle,’ he said, as she rose on his
i entrance. ‘This is an unexpected
pleasure, though I regret to say
Ido not recognize you, and my
man did not catch your name.
Pray, be seated, mademoiselle
and tell me what I can do for
you.’
“She obeyed, and he seated
himself opposite her. She was
trembling and quivering, and
her throat was so dry that she
could scarcely speak. But at the
sight of him sitting there, gay,
careless, and smiling, and yet to
be in a few hours the butcher of
her beloved, a tempest of pas
sion shook her, and her tongue
was loosed.
“ ‘Monsieur,’ she cried, rising
a £ a iu> ‘you are infamous, a
ibeast—nay, that is an insult to
the poor beasts. I loathe you ;
frou defile the earth. Pah ! you
Iraell of blood ! Even a beast is
merciful at times; but you—you
4-you— ’
1 “Emaux was utterly taken by
irprise, but he still preserved
lunrufiled front. ‘Mademoi
|le,’ he said, ‘you are ver;
Id to come at this hour to pay
I compliments. What have I
le to deserve them?’
I ‘Done,’ she cried. ‘ What ar '
labout to do, hound? Jules
Mestre is my betrothed, an I
jtnsult and intend to murder
It shall not be, I say. Se
! 1 fight you iu his stead. Get
Pls, and we will stand on
ei side of the room. I have
i'4‘d you; I insultyou again.
w’e viler than any living
ci’Le. Come!’
leelly glitter came in his
e Y« he still, smiled I aui truly
Horlr you made inoiselle. But
'h«l insulted me pulicly ami
we, lfight at dawn .
fted you? He could not,
iue>i|. But you shall fight me.
at once, if you are not
s a coward.
t “He still smiled. ‘I do not fight
t women mademoiselle—l love them
r |l am truly sorry, but unless you
Jean persuade him to an i pology at
I public as the insult, there is noth
| ing more to he said It i- late, made*
j ■ mois>>||e, I will see vou out.
I “Y >u shall fi »ht me. rulfi m
“He shook his head with an
‘.amused smile. .Mademoiselle’s
’ j best weapon is her tongue, and
3 that fortunately, does not kill.
) “She looked at him with terri
j fied eyes. *Dc you mean to kill
him, monsieur?’
“’Yes,’ he said, curtly.
“She fell back into her chair
I with a strangled cry, horr.tr in her
eyes i For a moment she sat thus,
then she flung herself on her knees
jat his feet. Monsieur, she cried,
’.have pity! have pity! I love him,
1 Monsieur yen will kill both ol us!
Pity ! pitv !' she gasp d.
“•Rise, mademoiselle. I beg of
! you,’he said. ‘You have just told
me I have no pity ’
“‘Have you no heart, monsieur?
she moaned.
‘“None, when a man has public
ly insulted me. And,’ he went on,
in a cynical tone, ‘who knows but
1 may do madetnooiselle a favor.
Men swear their vows as lovers,
but they soon forget them. I may
poasioly save m idemoiselie form a
life of misery,’
“She flushed in momentary heat
at that. ‘You do not know him,’
she cried. ’His love is as great as
the sea. Can you exhaust the sea?
His your heart never known love,
monsieur?’
“He frowned It recalled a time
ten years before
“‘Ah I see it has.’ she said,
i quickly. ’By that love, monsieur,
havi i ity. You shall have my grati
tude aud prayers every day; as
long as I live I shall remember
you and ask mercy for you, even
as you had mercy on me. ’ *
“He did not answer, but gazed
'on her beautiful, pleading face. It
was a girl, a little younger than
this one and quite as beautiful,
who had die 1 ten years ago, aud
all good influence had died with
her.
“ Madem >iselle, ’ he jsaid, ‘you
called me wle just now.’
“Oh, monsieur, forget. I was
mad, I am mad. Have pity 1
“ You have overcome, madem-,
oiselle,’he said. ‘He shall live
four your sake on one condition.
But, first—your lovir did not send
you here?’
“ ‘Monsieur,’ she said, drawing
herself up, ‘do you think he would
have allowed me to come?’
“ ‘lf you will give me one kiss,
mademoiselle, he shall live.’
“She blushed, hotly. ‘ls is
there no other way, monsieur?’
she fa ter»d .
“ ‘None,’ he said.
“ You swear to spare him.
monsieur?’
“ I swear.’
•‘•Then, for Jules’ sake’ she
’ said, and rising, she kissed him
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“ ‘Be comforted in idem uselle. ’
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gone. Shall I sed you safely homa?’
“ ‘No. no.’ she cried, as he led
her to the door. ‘You will keep
your oath, monsieur —you will nit
forget?’
“ ‘No, mademoiselle, and you
will not forget your prayers?' he
said, with a little laugh. ‘lf you
are right, I need them. Good uizbt
and fear nothing. ’
“But she did tear. When she
reached home it seemed to her al»i
most impossible to believe that
man with such a ruthless reputa-,’)
tiou would forbear to kill the maoj
who had insulted h ; m. She wenth
to bed, but she could not rest, an<U
soon got up again, and towards
o’clock stole towards the »po».<
where the duel would take
From behind a shrub bery, m whAj
state of mind may be
she saw both parties arrive on t'Aj
field, she saw the formalities no r ■
through, but she lost canscim ’JH
s ness for a minute when they etr
1 pistol in hand facing one anotl
1 When she recovered and co
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in his terrible proses-nm.
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