The Daily times. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1886-1889, 1888-02-14
not that have any doubts about your

not that have any doubts about your
husbands guilt, but as a matter OF ac-
commodation to you. am very busy
| now, but please call tomorrow afternoon
| at 3 O'Clock, and I'll see what can be
| done
The grimaces and leers with which these
words were accompanied left no doubt In
the mind Of his visitor as to his real in
| tentions, but she managed to conceal her
| disgust and promised Ia call at the ap-
| pointed hour. As for s,ub0f, he was in
| an ecstatic frame Of mind. The manifest
| absurdity Of IA man with his cast Of coun-
tenance creating a favorable impression
| on anybody, excepting perhaps himself,
never occurred 10 him.
An hour before the appointed time
| Suboff was arranging his toilet before the
| glass. He festoOned his dome OF thought
with q wisp OF about eleven lonesome
| hairs that still fingered around the base
| of his bald head TO himself he appeared
| to be excrucating lovely. A carriage
stopped before the door He pranced 10
the window and gazed ont, looking, az
Mrs. Sabinsky afterward told friend, for
all the world like an immense turkey COB
bier He opened the door and gallantly
kissed her diminutive hand.
1--WE are quite alone" he said
Suppose somebody were 20 come, MY
reputation would he ruinedr' exclaimed
the fair visitor.
''There is not the slightest danger; and
II there was here il closet in which you
could hide
"Why, that closet is not big enough.
How could get in there with my dress"
1T is much larger than you suppose.
am quite large, and il can accommodate
me-"
II don't believe t,"replied the visitor
incredulously.
To relieve her fears Suboff went into
the closet and partially closed the door
The next moment the door was pushed to
and locked from the outside.
Suboff was very much crowded in that
closet, almost as much, perhaps, as if be
lived in Harlem fiat. Heithought his Wis
itor was playing practical joke on him
and that he would be released in Il few
minutes, but this delusion was dispelled
by firm female voice whispering through
the keyhOle:
Don't you try to get ont, you old
scoundrel, or III stab you to the heart"
There was something in the tone of the
voice that convinced him che speaker
meant business.
Col. Sabinsky's wife tripped to the table,
ard on one of the official blanks already
signed by the wretched Suboff, she wrote:
"Reease Immediately Col. Sabinsky."
Suboff heard silvcry voice say:
Farewell my dear Suboff, but don't
excite yourself IL anybody calls remem-
Der that you are not in. You have check
enough to carry you through anything cX-
cept this door Please shut this door
after you ata.'
When Subof realized the peril Of his
situation he made frantic efforts TO burst
open the door, but il resisted all his eff
forts, although he swore like man who
was trying TO write with Il stylographic
pen. He made almost as much noise rs
woman's rights convention and with
Just about the same result He was gen
orally very successful in attracting atten-
ton, but on this occasion he failed igno-
miniously. He was almost speeches.
when he was released, and he had fallen
off like ton Of coal on the scales OF Il
dealer
He got out, but the story also got out,
and he was the subject Of inextingulshable
ridcule wherever ne went. Hours before
Suboff got out of that closet Col. SabiIr
sky and his wife crossed the frontier
They reached Paris in safety, and there 1t
was that the latter told the story to the
writer, who was member of the German
legation. Translated from the German
by Alex. NJ Sweet for The New York
Mercury