San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-05-27
The Handsome Orlando
TRANSLATED FROM ThA FRENCH OF OH
WEIR CHANTAL BY BENZ. r. TUCKER.

of the Madonna de Grazie-one, two,
,hree.
"What" he exclaimed, in astonish-
ment. "Why it is 3 o'clock III the morn
ing. Impossibler
Yet he could not stay on the landing.
What a stupid idea to have pushed the
bolt without asccrtainingif every one had
come in.
1t being impossible to do otherwise, he
rang.
He had not to wait long; some one was
stationed near the door. The grinding of
latches, chains and bolts was heard. The
incredible care with which they had Sc
cured the house.
The door, as it opened revealed the
father-in-Iaw, cold and solemn. With a
stately gesture he pointed to the parlOr
door. without n word.
Good night, Don Agostino," said
Monteforte. 1t is late; | am going to
bed"
'.Signor, your wife awaits You in the
paror." said the father-in-law, in a cav
ernOuS voice.
I'm the parlor. cried the young hus-
band, ready to burst with laughter at
this unexpected declaration.
But Don AgoStinO'S hostile attitude,
big with threats, extingui5hed the mad
laugh in advance.
With patient resignation he followed
the Indication of his father-in law, who
walked behind him.
What a sp.Claclp awaited him,
The mpther-inlaw was there, in her
day toilet, very serious, with compressed
It.a.
Teresa red, vibrating and with swollen
eyes, turned away from him.
The dried up maiden aunt, with eyes
glowing like dying embers, moved her
hands in little gestures of Indignation,
murmuring between her sharp white
teeth: "Gr>u, Gnsu"
Ten minutes past g." remarked the
futh"r in-Ilw, in voice like the roar of
a trumpet.
And these four person, looked at
N"Hl.ror1,. with the insane hop, of over
whrImin% him.
Bat Orian 10 had just drawn on good
sources for an energy that had long been
lchiug f"o.l hi, viii. The contact with
friend, hat Strengthened hi, courage.
Il, felt lh,' J.. hal become superior in
,pa". IL ,i,mtHo!r way, and simply an
ow,'rrd:
.T"H m.".",s past ): And you, who
have been doing nothing, are hot yet i'll
Lod:"
Iii, judy,, fairly leaped in astonioh-
mrut
That was IA" way with ntists-no
cu!,"ieEcr.
"NonSjeur," said Don ASo,tino, with
rePreoa.i anger, do you think that this
is proper conduct for a married man,
for an honest man-to return to his
hNnr at ten inmates past in the morn
in-:"
Bah" said Monteforte, with forced
gayrtv. "Father-in-law. once is not a
habit Tin" Rienzis have returned;
they '-
"Ah! You bad man. cried Teresa, UNI
able to contain herself any longer. Il
know where you have been and what you
have done. am well acquainted with
your ways | know it we'll; you do not
love me! All! how unhappy l am"
"COme, Teresa, that will do, said he,
dryly; let us go t. our room. At this
hour reasonable women are intheir beds. "
All! yes. said she, bursting out again
land husbands meanwhile go gaddiug
about. All! You bad man"
Montefortc shrugged his shoulders,
very weary of this sort Of thing.
But tell you that was with Rienzi
Then, in spite of his impotence, he
made the concession of attempting to de-
fend himself
Mime de Eienzi was with us. Ferucci
was there.
Another bohemian" interrupted the
mother diSdainfully.
"A friend, Donna Bettina"
Fine friends!' she continued, shrug-
ging her shoulders. "Starvelings"
And your five hundred francs from
the Society for the Promotion of Art,
monsieur inquired Don AgoStino
Monteforte was on the point of not an
swering and turning his back
Finally he explained:
There are no longer five nundred
francs. First l paid Tipaldi's bill. two
hundred francs. And them
He stopped, and added more timidIy:
Il paid for the drinks at the cafe"
"YOu seer' cried all the women stimuli
taneOusly.
Monsieur" exclaimed the choking
father, eve did not give you our only
dauUhtpr orr TaraSa that Won mipht