CONTENTS.PART I.IN THE OLD WORLD.Chapter I. THE MAN FROM AMERICA. II. A MONARCH IN DESHABILLE III. THE HOLDING OF THE DOOR IV. THE FATHER OF HIS PEOPLE V. CHILDREN OF BELIAL VI. A HOUSE OF STRIFE VII. THE NEW WORLD AND THE OLD VIII. THE RISING SUN IX. LE ROI S'AMUSE X. AN ECLIPSE AT VERSAILLES XI. THE SUN REAPPEARS XII. THE KING RECEIVES XIII. THE KING HAS IDEAS XIV. THE LAST CARD XV. THE MIDNIGHT MISSION XVI. "WHEN THE DEVIL DRIVES" XVII. THE DUNGEON OF PORTILLAC XVIII. A NIGHT OF SURPRISES XIX. IN THE KING'S CABINET XX. THE TWO FRANCOISES XXI. THE MAN IN THE CALECHE XXII. THE SCAFFOLD OF PORTILLAC XXIII. THE FALL OF THE CATINATSPART II.IN THE NEW WORLD.Chapter XXIV. THE START OF THE "GOLDEN ROD" XXV. A BOAT OF THE DEAD XXVI. THE LAST PORT XXVII. A DWINDLING ISLAND XXVIII. IN THE POOL OF QUEBEC XXIX. THE VOICE AT THE PORT-HOLE XXX. THE INLAND WATERS XXXI. THE HAIRLESS MAN XXXII. THE LORD OF SAINTE MARIE XXXIII. THE SLAYING OF BROWN MOOSE XXXIV. THE MEN OF BLOOD XXXV. THE TAPPING OF DEATH XXXVI. THE TAKING OF THE STOCKADE XXXVII. THE COMING OF THE FRIARXXXVIII. THE DINING-HALL OF SAINTE MARIE XXXIX. THE TWO SWIMMERS XL. THE ENDNOTE ON THE HUEGENOTS AND THEIR DISPERSIONNOTE ON THE FUTURE OF LOUIS, MADAME DE MAINTENON, AND MADAME DE MONTESPANCHAPTER I.THE MAN FROM AMERICA.It was the sort of window which was common in Paris about the end of theseventeenth century. It was high, mullioned, with a broad transomacross the centre, and above the middle of the transom a tiny coat ofarms--three caltrops gules upon a field argent--let into thediamond-paned glass. Outside there projected a stout iron rod, fromwhich hung a gilded miniature of a bale of wool which swung and squeakedwith every puff of wind. Beyond that again were the houses of the otherside, high, narrow, and prim, slashed with diagonal wood-work in front,and topped with a bristle of sharp gables and corner turrets. Betweenwere the cobble-stones of the Rue St. Martin and the clatter ofinnumerable feet.Inside, the window was furnished with a broad bancal of brown stampedSpanish leather, where the family might recline and have an eye frombehind the curtains on all that was going forward in the busy worldbeneath them. Two of them sat there now, a man and a woman, but theirbacks were turned to the spectacle, and their faces to the large andrichly furnished room. From time to time they stole a glance at eachother, and their eyes told that they needed no other sight to make themhappy.