52 THE STORY OF PAULINE.

the little lady; I will soon bring her to
you, and both you and she will be safer
in this poor place than at home.”

So saying, he locked the door and
hastened down the street.

“O grandmother,” said Marie, “how
terrible this is! and how afraid poor
Miss Pauline will be when both her
father and you are away! Do you hear
that dreadful noise 2”

It was dreadful indeed, for the troops -
had begun to fire upon the enraged mul-
titude. They listened in silent terror,
till at last the old woman, taking refuge,
in the great stronghold of her faith,
murmured, “God reigneth!” and Marie
gently added, “ Blesséd for ever !”

Henri had truly meant to bring Jean-
_ette her young charge without delay, but
once out in the excited whirlpool of the
riot, all thought of her was driven from
his mind, and he was one of the busiest