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The Guide.
pronounced the last words he made a Masonic sign which I instantly recognised , and extended my hand to him as a Brother . He started from his seat , and once more strained me to his heart , as he called me his saviour . " ' Yes , yes—I ivill be your saviour ; ' was my hurried reply ; ' but not a moment must be lost . Time fliesand I must leave
, you instantly ; only , however , as I trust , to return ere long with good tidings . ' " I rushed from the prison without awaiting his reply , and flew to the quarters of the Baron Jamin , the colonel of my regiment , to whom I related all that hacl passed ; and my emotion while so doing was so great that it infected even the
brave veteran himself , who had no sooner heard me to an end than he said briefly , ' Follow me to the quarters of General Barrois , who is , like ourselves , a Brother of the Craft ; we will consult as to the best means of saving this unhappy man . ' " The general participated in our sympathy for the mysterious guide , but confessed himself at a loss to discover any pretext
for mercy in so extreme ancl flagrant a case . ' Do not , however , be discouraged , my good young friend ; ' he said kindly , as he buckled on his sword ; ' I will see Marshal Victor at once . He is , as you know , a Mason as well as myself : ancl will not see a Brother perish , if by any means his fate may be averted . Fortunately we can afford to be lenient at this moment ; and who knows —•'
" My heart beat violently , as , from a window of his apartment , I saw him disappear beneath the portal of the marshal ' s residence . In less than ten minutes he returned . ' Remember , young sir ; ' he said with a smile , as he met my inquiring gaze ; ' that , in the next engagement , you owe us the lives of five Spaniards . Your protege will not be put upon his trial . '
" I stammered out something that was meant for thanks , and then , without other leave-taking , hurried off in the direction of the prison . Every object swam before my eyes ; I could hear the beating of my oivn heart ; but still I stumbled on over the rough pavement , panting with impatience . At length I reached the cell , Avhere I found the prisoner engaged in writing . 'You
are saved ! ' I shouted , as I sank exhausted by the Aiolence of my emotion upon the bench beside him . "' Saved ! ' he echoed incredulously , ' how ? What do you tell me ? In God ' s name explain yourself . ' '" You are saved ! ' I repeated , wringing his hand ; ' the general has consented not to put you upon your trial , but to treat you as a simple prisoner . The court-martial Avas already summoned—your fate was certain ; but all that is IIOAV past ,
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The Guide.
pronounced the last words he made a Masonic sign which I instantly recognised , and extended my hand to him as a Brother . He started from his seat , and once more strained me to his heart , as he called me his saviour . " ' Yes , yes—I ivill be your saviour ; ' was my hurried reply ; ' but not a moment must be lost . Time fliesand I must leave
, you instantly ; only , however , as I trust , to return ere long with good tidings . ' " I rushed from the prison without awaiting his reply , and flew to the quarters of the Baron Jamin , the colonel of my regiment , to whom I related all that hacl passed ; and my emotion while so doing was so great that it infected even the
brave veteran himself , who had no sooner heard me to an end than he said briefly , ' Follow me to the quarters of General Barrois , who is , like ourselves , a Brother of the Craft ; we will consult as to the best means of saving this unhappy man . ' " The general participated in our sympathy for the mysterious guide , but confessed himself at a loss to discover any pretext
for mercy in so extreme ancl flagrant a case . ' Do not , however , be discouraged , my good young friend ; ' he said kindly , as he buckled on his sword ; ' I will see Marshal Victor at once . He is , as you know , a Mason as well as myself : ancl will not see a Brother perish , if by any means his fate may be averted . Fortunately we can afford to be lenient at this moment ; and who knows —•'
" My heart beat violently , as , from a window of his apartment , I saw him disappear beneath the portal of the marshal ' s residence . In less than ten minutes he returned . ' Remember , young sir ; ' he said with a smile , as he met my inquiring gaze ; ' that , in the next engagement , you owe us the lives of five Spaniards . Your protege will not be put upon his trial . '
" I stammered out something that was meant for thanks , and then , without other leave-taking , hurried off in the direction of the prison . Every object swam before my eyes ; I could hear the beating of my oivn heart ; but still I stumbled on over the rough pavement , panting with impatience . At length I reached the cell , Avhere I found the prisoner engaged in writing . 'You
are saved ! ' I shouted , as I sank exhausted by the Aiolence of my emotion upon the bench beside him . "' Saved ! ' he echoed incredulously , ' how ? What do you tell me ? In God ' s name explain yourself . ' '" You are saved ! ' I repeated , wringing his hand ; ' the general has consented not to put you upon your trial , but to treat you as a simple prisoner . The court-martial Avas already summoned—your fate was certain ; but all that is IIOAV past ,