The things we do!

And there would not
be any negroes living here in the house, in any case?"
"No."
"Was it--was it--yours?"
"I have no child. There will never be any for me in the
world--except--under--" But now the flush came back into his face.
Confused, he turned, and gently laid down the faded silks across a
chair back, pulling it even with the one where lay Josephine's
richer and more modern robes. He looked at the two grimly, sadly,
shook his head and walked out of the room.
"Madame!" exclaimed Jeanne, "it was divine! But, _quelle mystere_!"


CHAPTER XIII
THE INVASION
Dunwody joined Jamieson below, and the latter now called for his
horse, the two walking together toward the door. They hardly had
reached the gallery when there became audible the sound of
hoof-beats rapidly approaching up the road across the lawn. A
party of four horsemen appeared, all riding hard.
[Illustration: A party of four horsemen appeared.]
"Who're they?" inquired the doctor. "Didn't see any of them on the
road as I came in.


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