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had not forced you both to follow me out of England on the first of April； you would have been made State prisoners on the second。 What do you say to my conduct now？〃
〃Wait； Percy； before you answer him；〃 Mr。 Bowmore interposed。 〃He is ready enough at excusing himself。 But； observehe hasn't a word to say in justification of my daughter's readiness to run away with him。〃
〃Have you quite done？〃 Bervie asked； as quietly as ever。〃
Mr。 Bowmore reserved the right of all others which he most prized； the right of using his tongue。 〃For the present；〃 he answered in his loftiest manner； 〃I have done。〃
Bervie proceeded： 〃Your daughter consented to run away with me； because I took her to my father's house； and prevailed upon him to trust her with the secret of the coming arrests。 She had no choice left but to let her obstinate father and her misguided lover go to prisonor to take her place with my sister and me in the traveling…carriage。〃 He appealed once more to Percy。 〃My friend； you remember the day when you spared my life。 Have I remembered it； too？〃
For once； there was an Englishman who was not contented to express the noblest emotions that humanity can feel by the commonplace ceremony of shaking hands。 Percy's heart overflowed。 In an outburst of unutterable gratitude he threw himself on Bervie's breast。 As brothers the two men embraced。 As brothers they loved and trusted one another； from that day forth。
The door on the right was softly opened from within。 A charming facethe dark eyes bright with happy tears； the rosy lips just opening into a smilepeeped into the room。 A low sweet voice； with an under…note of trembling in it； made this modest protest； in the form of an inquiry：
〃When you have quite done； Percy； with our good friend； perhaps you will have something to say to ME？〃
LAST WORDS。
THE persons immediately interested in the marriage of Percy and Charlotte were the only persons present at the ceremony。
At the little breakfast afterward； in the French hotel； Mr。 Bowmore insisted on making a speech to a select audience of six； namely； the bride and bridegroom； the bridesmaid； the Chaplain； the Captain； and Mrs。 Bowmore。 But what does a small audience matter？ The English frenzy for making speeches is not to be cooled by such a trifle as that。 At the end of the world； the expiring forces of Nature will hear a dreadful voicethe voice of the last Englishman delivering the last speech。
Percy wisely made his honeymoon a long one； he determined to be quite sure of his superior influence over his wife before he trusted her within reach of her father again。
Mr。 and Mrs。 Bowmore accompanied Captain Bervie and Miss Bervie on their way back to England； as far as Boulogne。 In that pleasant town the banished patriot set up his tent。 It was a cheaper place to live in than Paris； and it was conveniently close to England； when he had quite made up his mind whether to be an exile on the Continent； or to go back to his own country and be a martyr in prison。 In the end； the course of events settled that question for him。 Mr。 Bowmore returned to England； with the return of the Habeas Corpus Act。
The years passed。 Percy and Charlotte （judged from the romantic point of view） became two uninteresting married people。 Bervie （always remaining a bachelor） rose steadily in his profession； through the higher grades of military rank。 Mr。 Bowmore； wisely overlooked by a new Government； sank back again into the obscurity from which shrewd Ministers would never have assisted him to emerge。 The one subject of interest left； among the persons of this little drama； was now represented by Doctor Lagarde。 Thus far； not a trace had been discovered of the French physician； who had so strangely associated the visions of his magnetic sleep with the destinies of the two men who had consulted him。
Steadfastly maintaining his own opinion of the prediction and the fulfillment； Bervie persisted in believing that he and Lagarde （or Percy and Lagarde） were yet destined to meet； and resume the unfinished consultation at the point where it had been broken off。 Persons； happy in the possession of 〃sound common sense；〃 who declared the prediction to be skilled guesswork； and the fulfillment manifest coincidence； ridiculed the idea of finding Doctor Lagarde as closely akin to that other celebrated idea of finding the needle in the bottle of hay。 But Bervie's obstinacy was proverbial。 Nothing shook his confidence in his own convictions。
More than thirteen years had elapsed since the consultation at the Doctor's lodgings； when Bervie went to Paris to spend a summer holiday with his friend； the chaplain at the English embassy。 His last words to Percy and Charlotte when he took his leave were： 〃Suppose I meet with Doctor Lagarde？〃
It was then the year 1830。 Bervie arrived at his friend's rooms on the 24th of July。 On the 27th of the month the famous revolution broke out which dethroned Charles the Tenth in three days。
On the second day； Bervie and his host ventured into the streets； watching the revolution （like other reckless Englishmen） at the risk of their lives。 In the confusion around them they were separated。 Bervie； searching for his companion； found his progress stopped by a barricade； which had been desperately attacked； and desperately defended。 Men in blouses and men in uniform lay dead and dying together： the tricolored flag waved over them； in token of the victory of the people。
Bervie had just revived a poor wretch with a drink from an overthrown bowl of water； which still had a few drops left in it； when he felt a hand laid on his shoulder from behind。 He turned and discovered a National Guard； who had been watching his charitable action。 〃Give a helping hand to that poor fellow；〃 said the citizen…soldier； pointing to a workman standing near； grimed with blood and gunpowder。 The tears were rolling down the man's cheeks。 〃I can't see my way； sir； for crying；〃 he said。 〃Help me to carry that sad burden into the next street。〃 He pointed to a rude wooden litter； on which lay a dead or wounded man； his face and breast covered with an old cloak。 〃There is the best friend the people ever had；〃 the workman said。 〃He cured us； comforted us； respected us； loved us。 And there he lies； shot dead while he was binding up the wounds of friends and enemies alike！〃
〃Whoever he is； he has died nobly；〃 Bervie answered 〃May I look at him？〃
The workman signed that he might look。
Bervie lifted the cloakand met with Doctor Lagarde once more。
MISS BERTHA AND THE YANKEE。
＇PRELIMINARY STATEMENTS OF WITNESSES FOR THE DEFENSE； COLLECTED AT THE OFFICE OF THE SOLICITOR。＇
No。 1。Miss Bertha Laroche； of Nettlegrove Hall； testifies and says：
I。
TOWARD the middle of June； in the year 1817； I went to take the waters at Maplesworth； in Derbyshire； accompanied by my nearest relativemy aunt。
I am an only child； and I was twenty…one years old at my last birthday。 On coming of age I inherited a house and lands in Derbyshire； together with a fortune in money of one hundred thousand pounds。 The only education which I have received has been obtained within the last two or three years of my life； and I have thus far seen nothing of So