Helena weekly herald. [volume] (Helena, Mont.) 1867-1900, 1886-04-29

Further information is at present withheld
by the police 1t may be stated, however,
that the arrest was made at a late hour last
night, and that the credit of it is entirely due
to the Agent OF Police Py. There is reason to
believe that, but for the activity shown by
tins sklllful and energetic officer, Girard, who
was III hiding, would ere this have succeeded
in effecting his escape"
GA lady desires to see Monsieur he said.
and ushered in Madame Dumaine the mother
of Gabrielle.
One glance at her face showed me that she
knew all.
m. Marsal,n she said ''come with me at
once! For PHYS sake don't refuse! said
that l would bring you-that l would not
come back without you. l beg-I implore of
you to comer'
But whereF'-I had confused notion that
she wished me to go with her to Raoul-"to
the house of detentiongn
mo, no! 1t is Gabrielle who sent me to
bring you. Go to M. Marsal,' she said, go.
dear mother, and say to him that Gabrielle
Dumaine is in distress, and must see him to-
night! All, Monsieur, say that you will
comem
81 will cone, since Mademoiselle wishes it.
Rut--"
That is enough" she said; ''let US not lose
a moment. L was unwilling to leave her
even to come to you. The agents of police
We're with us this afternoon. All, it has been
terribler'
felt the poor lady's hand shake in mine as
led her down the dark stair At the outer
door gave her my arm; it was now freezing
hard, and the pavement was like glass.
Neither of us spoke another word: with the
thought that was in our minds, what, indeed,
could be said!
AS We LETT the house, No. % Rue Dauphine,
man who had been standing in the shadow
of passage opposite crossed the street and
followed us. l noticed this, and taking the
chance of looking back at the street corners,
Saw the man always behind us. keeping Us in
view EC too e opposite 8. q o the Rue
de TOdeCn, til Wa a.. o ab esst OF Il
when we reached MAZDA 2e Dumaine's door.
There he walked very SLOWLY, aim ST stop
ping. Evidently the police Wee ta4iLg AN
intelligent interest in my movements
Madame Durna.nes shop was No s Rue de
POdeon; over the door was pa mt in white
letters-"Glove Cleaner MADAM was of
respectable family; her late husband, mer-
chant i'll the Faubourg ST. Honore, had met
with losses; at his death his widow had found
herself poor. Obliged to earn livelihood in
some way, She had taken little shop in the
Rue de IOdeon, with parlor behind, and
had struggled hard to form connection as
glove cleaner The struggle had not been
very successful; Madame Dumaine and her
daughter, neat-Landed and industrious
as they We're, had to starve themselves
IN order to pay the rent. Then Ga
brielle went on the stage. She was singu-
larly beautiful gill, am believe might have
made almost q great actress. Beginning with
81 -Srette parts III one of the Boulevard
theatres, she was earning salary of 81 francs
week when trst she met Raoul Girard be
hind the scenes. Raoul was writing theatrical
critics for LIE Drame, hence his presence
there. l think they fell in love with each
other at first sight; l know, at all events,
that Raoul did. Gabrielle had many admir-
ers; but she Yves as good as she was beautiful,
and when she accepted Raoul she at once left
the stage. L know that Raoul had not asked
her to do this, as he said to me himself he had
no right to demand such a sacrifice; it was
her womans instinct that led her to make it.
They had been betrothed now for nearly two
years. and We're to be married as soon as
Raoul had passed his final examination for
the bar and was making an income that could
at all be depended on.
1t was familiar place to me. that little
shop in the Rue de rOdeoD, with the rows of
gloves in the window and on the counter, and
the faint odor Of benzine that hung about it.
had spent many merry evenings. along with
Raoul, in the little parlor behind. Now all
was dark and silent, as if a sorrow worse
than death had entered there | entered the
'oom with extreme reluctance, for 1 cannot
bear, of all things, to see a woman cry, and
expected to find Gabrielle in tears. But
was wrong.
She came forward to meet me without Civ
ing me her hand, and looked me straight in .
the eyes. Her face was pale, but bore no
traces of weeping. She carried herself
proudly, like queen there was a touch al