they set out for Switzerland, Oklahoma and happiness.
"Name of a little green man!" he swore, furtively flicking a drop of moisture from his eye. "I am so happy to see her safe in the care of the good young man who loves her that I could almost bring myself to kiss that so atrocious Madame Bixby!"
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"Now, de Grandin," I threatened, as we seated ourselves in a compartment of the Paris express, "tell me all about it, or I'll choke the truth out of you!"
"La, la," he exclaimed in mock terror, "he is a ferocious one, this Americain! Very well, then, cher ami, from the beginning:
"You will recall how I told you houses gather evil reputations, even as people do? They do more than that, my friend, they acquire character.
"Broussac is an old place; in it generations of men have been born and have lived and met their deaths, and the record of their personalities—all they have dreamed and thought and loved and hated—is written fair upon the walls of the house for him who cares to read. These thoughts I had when first I went to Broussac to trace down the reason for these deaths which drove tenant after tenant from the château.
"But fortunately for me there was a more tangible record than the atmosphere of the house to read. There was the great library of the de Broussac family, with the records of those of it who were good, those who were not so good, and those who were not good at all written down. Among those records I did find this
"In the years before your America was discovered there dwelt at
HEALING THE UNSEEN WAY
The Mighty^Unseer^ Powers are Yours Let them heal, comfort and prosper you
