uished principal, but Monseigneur has nothing
with which to reproach himself."

"Thanks, Baron. You are kind to say so. Yet I would that I had never
lived to see this day; or the worthless woman who has caused this
catastrophe!" exclaimed the duke, as he walked hurriedly away and
hid himself and his remorse in the inclosure of his own carriage.

There he was soon joined by his serene second, who entered the carriage
and gave the order to the coachman;

"Drive to the Depot St. Lazare."

"Why to the depot?" gloomily inquired the duke, as the coachman closed
the door and remounted to his box.

"Because we must get out of Paris--yes, and out of France also," calmly
replied the colonel, sinking back in his seat as the cab drove off.

"Who is looking after--after--"

"The body? I left Legare to help Blomonozoff and his servant to remove
it. We must get away. An arrest would not be pleasant."

"No, no, certainly not; yet not on that account, but for the peace of my
own spirit, I would to Heaven this had not happened!" exclaimed the duke.

"Why? Everything went off most agreeably. Indeed, this was one of the
most satisfactory meetings at which I ever assisted," said the colonel,
comfortably.

"I wish to Heaven it had never taken place! I would give my right hand to
undo its own deed to-day--if that were possible!" groaned the homicide.

"Why should you disturb yourself?--but perhaps this is your first affair
of the kind?" calmly inquired the colonel.

"My first and last! I do not know how any one can engage in a second one
after feeling what it is to kill a man."

"You feel so because it _is_ your first affair. You would not mind
your second, and you would rather enjoy your third," suavely observed the
colonel, who then drew a railway card from his pocket, examined it,
looked at his watch, and said:

"We shall be in time to catch the morning's express to Calais, and we may
actually eat our dinners in London. When we arrive you can get some of
your people to send a telegram to Tompkins, to order him to pay your
hotel bill and bring your effects to London, or wherever else you may
think of stopping."

"Thanks for your counsel. I leave myself entirely in your hands," said
the duke, with a half-suppressed sigh.

They caught the express to Calais, connected with the Dover boat, and
crossed the channel the same day. They ran up to London by the afternoon
train, and arrived in good time for a dinner at "Morley's."