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20 THE YICOMTE DE PRAGELONNE. "Well, I have no parents!" said she. "You are acquainted, without doubt, with the state of health of Monsieur le Comte de la Fere?" said Louise, after breathing that sigh which had revealed so many grief* in its eloquent utterance. "No, mademoiselle," replied Raoul, "I have not yet paid my respects to my father; I was going to his house when Mademoiselle de Montalais so kindly stopped me. I hop<$ ,the comte is well. You have heard nothing to the con- trary, have you?" "No, Monsieur Raoul — nothing, thank God!" Here, for several instants, ensued a silence, during whiok two spirits, which followed the same idea, communicated perfectly, without even the assistance of a single glance. "Oh, heavent!" exclaimed Montalais, in a fright, "there is somebody coming up." "Who can it be?" said Louise, rising in great agitation. "Mesdemoiselles, I inconvenience you very much. I have, without doubt, been very indiscreet," stammered Raoul. very ill at ease. "It is a heavy step," said Louise. "Ah! if it is only Monsieur Malicorne," added Monta- lais, "do not disturb yourselves." Louise and Raoul looked at each other to inquire who M. Malicorne could be. "There is no occasion to mind him," continued Monta- lais, "he is not jealous." "But, mademoiselle — " said Raoul. "Yes, I understand. Well, he is as discreet as I am." "Good heavens!" cried Louise, who had applied her ear to the door, which had been left ajar; "it is my mother's step." "Madame de St. Remy! Where shall I hide myself?" exclaimed Raoul, catching at the dress of Montalais, who looked quite bewildered. "Yes," said she; "yes, I know the clicking of those pattens. It is our excellent mother. Monsieur le Vicomte, what a pity it is the window looks upon a stone pavement, and that fifty paces below it." Raoul glanced at the balcony in despair. Louise seized his arm, and held it tight. "Oh, how silly I am!" said Montalais; "have I not the robe-of-ceremony closet? It looks as if it were made on purpose." It was quite time to act; Mme. de St. Remy was coming