St. Landry democrat., 1884-08-02

Not cry escaped her, all her wonder
full power of self-control came to her
aid, and, without struggling, she merely
asked:
"Who is there?'
A mans voice answered from the cur
tains beside the bed:
'Madame, am sorry to disturb your
slumbers, but / should be much obliged
if you would show me what Valuaoles
you have in the house. As my time IS
short, will light your candle, " and re-
leasing the hand he fumbled Tor ana
finally found match with which he LII
the taper beside the bed
She saw him then, tall, handsome
man, evidently a desperado; to be
foiled, not struggled with.
Miss Glynn's wits were as ready as
her presence of mind.
ssSir," said she, in the same polite
tone he had adopted, lit is embarrass-
mo for me to rise and dress in the pres
ence of a gentleman. viii accommo-
date you, but I must request that you
will step outside the door while make
my toilet"
With bow her visitor left her, haY-
inp glanced cautiously around the
chamber to assure himself that she had
no other means of exit, and took his
post Just outside in the old-fashioned
hall, whistling softly to himself, or
humming an air from one OF the
operas.
And she?-
During the FIVE minutes in which. she
made her hasty toilet Miss Glynn had
not only hidden in her bosom a bunch
of bank-notes, but had laid her plans
for checkmating the gentlemanly bur-
glar.
II am ready said she, throwing
open the door, and looking as trim and
neat as if she had prepared herself for
congenial company.
He glanced admiringly at her as she
stood there, the flicker from the candle
casting glimmer of light and shadow
over her white dressing gown. Atfable
and smiling she met him, not quayer
in her voice, not a bit less color in her
healthy cheeks.
Having produced large sack, he re-
quested, with many apologies, to be
shown the silver, with which he filled
his bag. Nothing escaped-not even
an old knife and fork given to her when
a baby by her godfather and which she
valued as relic.
One thing after another disappeared
into the capacious sack-all her bric-a-
brac, littls ornaments, bits of virtu, and
last of all her mothers watch. sob, If
he only had left that, = cried Miss Glynn
to herself, ''but Shaking her fist be-
hind his back I will be even with him
yet.
All this time the man had kept up a
running fire of small talk, very COM
plimentary, interspersing it now and
then with apologies for disturbing her
rest.
Having at last obtained and crammed
| into his sack nearly everything but a
four post bedstead and the grand piano.
he smiled and suggested refresh
ments.''
Now was Miss Glynn's chance. She
acceded to his request, offering him all
the dainties the larder afforded, adding
that he was s'welcome to what wine he
could drink. y
1--WE will finish with that, madam, !"
said he, sitting on flour barrel, and
4 dangling one leg, while he deliberately
and daintily picked chicken bone,
helping himself now and then to some
picked olives, which he pronounced
s'excellent. -
g Madame said he (pausing to
| glance at her), '.you are a very charm
ing person. l am proud to have met
you; it is seldom in the paths of my
profession that have met your equal
in pluck, elegance of manner, beauty
of expression and delightful converse
ton. What do you say to union be-
| tween us? am poor bit honest with
delicious appreciation of his joke),
and you are too fair flower to waste
your sweetness on this desert air-yum,
yum, yum,n he mumbIed. ''these olives
! are like yourself-admirable
II fell much honored,'' said Miss
4 Glyan. "Your proposal IS flattery, but
I should like some references.
References: Madame, / have thou
sands of them. / have killed two men,
broken into ten banks, served in Sing
Sing six years for stealing watch,
and-''
You are undoubtedly a remarkable
person." said Miss Glynn, with an I'M
pleasant conviction that he would add
the murder of one woman to the
1.-TWO men, in his next adventure if her
wits failed her.
eve will talk of matrimony when
your appetite is satisfied, !" said she.
ssWe can then chat at our ease.
.And you can soothe my savage
breast with melody on that piano, =
added he, with bow. "And now for
the wine. the wine, the sparkling wine!
/ was once poet, in the days of my
4 youth, he remarked. Would you
have thought itps
4 81 would notr' answered Miss Glynn,
opening the door to the wine cellar.
"Will you walk down with me and help
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