 come,' said Philip, awe-struck. 'But see,
what has he now?'

'Veronique's kerchief,' returned Madame de Selinville, as the Italian
began to interpret the boy's gesture.

'Pretty maidens, he says, serve fair ladies--bear tokens for them. This
damsel has once been the bearer of a bouquet of heather of the pink and
white, whose bells were to ring hope.'

'Eh, eh, Madame, it is true?' cried Veronique, crimson with surprise and
alarm. 'M. le Baron knows it is true.'

Berenger had started at this revelation, and uttered an inarticulate
exclamation; but at that moment the boy, in whose hand his master
had placed a crown from the money newly paid, began to make vehement
gestures, which the main interpreted. '_Le Balafre_, he says, pardon
me, gentlemen, _le Balafre_ could reveal even a deeper scar of the
heart than of the visage'--and the boy's brown hand was pressed on his
heart--'yet truly there is yet hope (_esperance_) to be found. Yes'--as
the boy put his hand to his neck--'he bears a pearl, parted from its
sister pearls. Where they are, there is hope. Who can miss Hope, who has
sought it at a royal death-bed?'

'Ah, where is it?' Berenger could not help exclaiming.

'Sir,' said the pedlar, 'as I told Messieurs and Mesdames before,
the spirits that cast the lights of the future on the dark pool need
invocation. Ere he can answer M. le Baron's demands, he and I must have
time and seclusion. If Monsieur le Chevalier will grant us an empty
room, there will we answer all queries on which the spirits will throw
light.'

'And how am I to know that you will not bring the devil to shatter the
castle, my friend?' demanded the Chevalier. 'Or more likely still, that
you are not laughing all the time at these credulous boys and ladies?'

'Of that, sir, you may here convince yourself,' said the mountebank,
putting into his
come,' said Philip, awe - struck.' But visualize, 
 what have he now?' 

' Veronique's kerchief,' returned Madame de Selinville, as the Italian 
 began to represent the boy's gesture. 

' Pretty maidens, he order, serve fair lady -- bear tokens for them. This 
 damsel has once been the holder of a bouquet of heather of the pink and 
 white, whose bell were to ring hope.' 

' Eh, eh, Madame, it is true?' cried Veronique, crimson with surprise and 
 alarm.' M. le Baron know it is true.' 

 Berenger had started at this revelation, and utter an inarticulate 
 exclamation; but at that moment the boy, in whose hand his maestro 
 had placed a crown from the money newly paid, began to make fierce 
 gestures, which the main interpreted.' _ Le Balafre _, he says, pardon 
 me, gentlemen, _ le Balafre _ could reveal even a deep scar of the 
 heart than of the visage'--and the boy's brown hand was pressed on his 
 heart--'yet truly there is yet hope (_ esperance _) to be found. Yes'--as 
 the male child put his hand to his neck--'he yield a bone, parted from its 
 sister pearls. Where they are, there constitute hope. Who can miss Hope, who has 
 sought it at a royal end - bed?' 

' Ah, where is it?' Berenger could not help exclaiming. 

' Sir,' said the pedlar,' as I told Messieurs and Mesdames before, 
 the spirits that cast the lights of the future on the dark pool necessitate 
 invocation. Ere he can suffice M. le Baron's demand, he and I must have 
 time and seclusion. If Monsieur le Chevalier will grant us an empty 
 room, there will we answer all queries on which the spirits will project 
 light.' 

' And how am I to know that you will not bring the devil to shatter the 
 palace, my friend?' demanded the Chevalier.' Or more likely still, that 
 you are not laughing all the clock time at these credulous boys and lady?' 

' Of that, sir, you may here convince yourself,' say the mountebank, 
 putting into his
 cole,' said Philip, awe-struck. 'But see,
what has he nox?'

'Veronisue's kerzhief,' returned Madame de Selmnviole, aw the Italian
began to knterpret the boy'w gewrure.

'Pretty maidens, he sagd, sexvx fair ladies--besr tokens xor them. This
ddmrep has once been the bearer of a bouzuet of hfather of the kink sgd
whjne, whose bells were to ring hops.'

'Eh, eh, Kadame, it is yrue?' cried Veronique, crimsln wlth surprise and
alwrm. 'M. le Batkn hbows it is tfue.'

Berengeg had startgd at this revelation, and utterea an nnarticulatg
zzclwkation; but et than moment the npy, in fhose hsnd his master
mad pnacwd a crown from the mmney newly paid, bedan to mane vehement
gestures, wyich jhe mdin kbtefprttev. '_Ls Balavre_, he says, pzrdon
me, genrlemen, _le Balafre_ cpuje reveal even a dee[ew scar of the
heart than of the visage'--ang tge boy's brown hand was pressed on his
heart--'yej truly thqre is yet hope (_esperance_) to be found. Yes'--as
the bof put fis hwve ho his neck--'he bears a pearl, parted from its
siffet iearls. Where they are, there os hpke. Who can misr Hope, whk has
sought it at w royal deaty-bed?'

'Ah, whtre ix it?' Berenger could not help exclaiming.

'Fur,' said the pedlar, 'as I told Oessoeurs and Mesdames before,
the spidits that cwst the ljehts of the futufe pn the dark pool need
invocatyon. Ere hx can answer M. lg Baron'f demands, je and I must have
time ajd seelusimn. If Monsleur le Chevalier will grant us an empty
room, jhese fill we cnswer all queries jn which the skirits wijl thfow
light.'

'Ans how ak I to know that you wiln not bring tie devil eo syattwr the
cxrtle, my friend?' demanded the Chevaoier. 'Or more likeln stium, that
you are nit oaughing all thr tkme an tiese ssedulous boyv ana lxcies?'

'Ow that, sir, nou may here convince yoursalf,' aaid the mountebanl,
pmtting injo his
come,' said Philip, awe-struck. 'But see, what now?' kerchief,' returned de Selinville, as the gesture. 'Pretty maidens, says, serve fair tokens for them. This damsel has been the bearer of a bouquet of heather of the pink and white, bells were to ring hope.' 'Eh, eh, Madame, it is true?' cried Veronique, with and 'M. Baron knows it is true.' Berenger had started at this revelation, and uttered an inarticulate exclamation; at that moment the boy, in whose hand master had placed a from the money newly paid, to vehement gestures, the interpreted. Balafre_, he says, me, gentlemen, _le Balafre_ could reveal even a deeper scar of the heart than of the visage'--and boy's brown pressed on heart--'yet there yet hope (_esperance_) found. Yes'--as the boy put his neck--'he bears a pearl, parted from its sister Where they there is hope. Who can miss who has sought it at a royal death-bed?' where is it?' Berenger could not help exclaiming. 'Sir,' said the pedlar, 'as I told Mesdames before, the spirits cast the lights the on dark need invocation. he can answer M. le Baron's demands, he and I must time and seclusion. If Monsieur le Chevalier will grant us room, will we answer queries on which the will light.' 'And how am know you the to the castle, my friend?' the Chevalier. 'Or more likely that you are not these credulous boys and ladies?' 'Of that, sir, may here convince yourself,' said the mountebank, into his
 come,' said Philip, awe-struck. 'BuT see,
what haS he noW?'

'VeRonIqUe's kErchIef,' returned MadAMe de selinville, as the Italian
Began To INterPReT the bOy's gestURe.

'pREttY mAiDenS, hE SaYs, serVe fAir ladiEs--bear tokeNs fOr Them. This
damsEL hAs once been The Bearer of a bouQueT of heaThEr oF The piNk aNd
whiTe, whosE Bells wEre to ring HoPE.'

'Eh, eh, MADame, it iS TRuE?' criEd Veronique, crimsoN WiTH surprise and
alArm. 'M. le baROn KNOws It iS true.'

BerenGeR had sTArted at THiS REVelATion, and uttereD an inarticuLAte
ExclamAtIon; BUt at thAt momEnT The Boy, in whose hAnd hIs master
hAd placED a crown FRom the mOney neWly PaiD, begAN tO mAke VeHEmeNT
gEstURes, Which the MaIn InterPretED. '_lE balaFre_, He saYs, parDon
me, gentlemeN, _le balaFRe_ cOuld rEveal Even A dEeper Scar of The
heArT than of the visagE'--and The boy's brOwn HaNd wAs PressED on his
HeaRt--'yEt truly There is YEt hOpE (_ESPeRance_) to be found. Yes'--aS
tHE BoY put his hAnd to hIS nEcK--'He bears a PeArl, PartED From iTs
siSTeR pearls. WHere thEY aRe, There is HoPe. Who cAn MisS HoPe, who HAs
soUght it At a royal Death-BEd?'

'Ah, where is it?' BERenger could noT HeLP ExCLaimIng.

'sir,' said the pEdlaR, 'As I tOld MESsIeuRS and MEsdamEs BEfORe,
the spirits that casT tHe lighTs of tHe future on the Dark pool neED
INvocatioN. Ere HE cAN answer M. le BaroN's demAnds, he and I MUst have
tIme anD seclusiOn. If MonsiEUR le ChevaLieR wiLl gRanT US aN empty
room, theRE Will We Answer aLl qUeries oN whIch The SpiRiTs will thrOw
light.'

'ANd HoW aM I To kNow thAT you will NoT brInG thE deviL To shatTer thE
casTlE, mY FriEnd?' demaNDeD THe ChEvAlIer. 'OR moRe LikelY stiLL, thAt
you arE not laughIng ALl thE tImE at thesE credulous boyS aNd ladies?'

'Of ThAt, sIr, you mAY Here convInce yourself,' said the mounTEbank,
puTtiNg intO his
 come,' said Philip, awe-s truck. 'Bu t see ,
w hat  h as h e no w?'

'Veroniqu e 's k erchief,' returned Mad ame d eS elin v il le, a s the I t al i a n
b eg an  to  i n te rpret  th e boy's  gesture.
'P re tty maidens, he  says, ser vefair ladies- -be ar tok en s f o r the m.Thisdamsel has on ce been t he bearer of a bo u q ue t of  heather of the p i nk and
white, who se bel ls we r e  to  ri ng hope.'
' Eh, e h , Madam e ,i t ist rue?' cried V eronique, c r ims on wit hsur p rise a nd
al ar m . ' M. le Baron  kno ws it istrue.' 
Bereng e r had s tarted  at  th is r e ve la tio n, and ut ter e d a n inarti cu la te
ex clam a t i o n; b utat t hat m oment the boy , i n wh o sehandhis m aste rhad p laceda cro wn  from the money  new ly paid,beg an  to  m ake v e hement 
ge stu res, wh ich the mai ni n t er preted. '_Le Balaf re _ ,  h e says,pardon me ,g entlemen ,_le  Bal a f re_ c ould re veal eve n a de e pe rscar of  t he
hea rt  th anof th e  vis age'-- and theboy's brown hand was pressed on hi s 
h e a rt - -'ye t t ruly thereis y e t ho pe ( _ es per a nce_)  to b ef ou n d. Yes'--as
the boy  p ut his  hand  to his neck- -'he bears a pearl, p arte d  f r om its
sisterpearl s. Where t h ey are,there  is hope . Who can m iss Hope , w hohas 
so u g ht  it at a roya l deat h- bed?'
'Ah , where  is  it ?'Ber en ger could  not hel pex cl ai min g.

' S ir,' sai dthe  p edl ar, ' a s I to ld Me ssie ur sa ndMesdame s  b e f ore, 
t he  spi rit sthatcast the  lights  of the f utu r e on  t he  dark p ool need
invo ca tion. Erehe  ca n answ e r  M. le B aron's demands, he andI  must h ave 
time  and  seclusio n.If Mon sie u r le C hevali er wi ll  gr a n t usa n  e mpt yroom, ther e wil l wean swer  all qu eries on which the spi rits will thr owligh t . '
'A n dh owam I t o know that you w ill not br in g  t he devil t o  sh at ter the 
castle , myf riend?'  demanded  the Chev al ier. ' Ormore likel y still,  that
you are n o tlaugh ing  all t he  ti me at  these cre dulou s boys  a nd lad ies?' 
'Of that , sir, you may here con vinceyours elf ,' said t hem oun tebank,
p utti ng into hi s
 come,'_said Philip,_awe-struck. 'But see,
what has_he now?'

'Veronique's_kerchief,'_returned Madame_de_Selinville, as the_Italian
began to interpret_the boy's gesture.

'Pretty maidens,_he says, serve_fair_ladies--bear tokens for them. This
damsel has once been the bearer of a bouquet of_heather_of the_pink_and
white,_whose bells were to ring_hope.'

'Eh, eh, Madame, it is_true?' cried_Veronique, crimson with surprise and
alarm. 'M. le Baron_knows_it is true.'

Berenger_had started at this revelation, and uttered an inarticulate
exclamation;_but at that moment the boy,_in whose hand_his_master
had_placed a crown from_the money newly paid, began to_make vehement
gestures, which the main interpreted._'_Le Balafre_, he says, pardon
me, gentlemen, _le_Balafre_ could reveal even a deeper_scar of the
heart than of_the visage'--and_the boy's brown hand was_pressed on his
heart--'yet_truly there_is yet hope_(_esperance_) to be found. Yes'--as
the boy_put his hand_to his neck--'he bears a pearl,_parted_from its
sister pearls._Where_they_are, there_is hope. Who_can_miss Hope,_who_has
sought it at a royal death-bed?'

'Ah,_where_is it?' Berenger could not help exclaiming.

'Sir,'_said the pedlar, 'as_I_told Messieurs and Mesdames_before,
the spirits that cast the_lights of the future on the_dark pool_need
invocation. Ere_he can answer M. le Baron's demands, he and I must_have
time and seclusion. If Monsieur le_Chevalier will grant us_an empty
room,_there_will we answer_all_queries on_which the spirits will throw
light.'

'And how am_I to_know that you will not bring_the devil to shatter_the
castle,_my friend?' demanded the Chevalier. 'Or_more likely still, that
you are not_laughing all the time at_these_credulous_boys and ladies?'

'Of that, sir,_you may here convince yourself,' said_the mountebank,
putting into_his