The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1891-01-11

~ ous OF the streets leading on the Champs
Elysee there Nas q fashionable gambling
he'll, reputed to be managed by decayed
member OF the old nobility. There, no re-
membered, he would meet men of his own
rank and well-dressed women of outward
refinement, though they were women from
whom bis sister, the Countess Of Polehsmp-
ton, would turn away, with a sniff from
her patrician nose. he had not been in
the select company that freque nted this
fashionable hell since the days when he
wore the queens uniform. It would be
pleasant, be thought, TO show his face there
once more, as man of rank and fortune.
Sir Reginald Denison preferred the ccm-
pany OK blGcklegs and sharpers and the
brutal surroundings of a low class gambling
hell There was more fun" to be had, he
considered, IN one of the lower gambling
haunts than was to be obtained round the
wheel OF fortune within the establishment
presided over by the decayed noble. He
continued his way along the Boulevard des
Capucines until he reached the Boulevard
Montmartre, turning at last down ons of
the side Streets, where he found the estab-
hshment that he was in search Of
Sir Reginald was not lacking In physical
daring, and his only answer to chances Of
cruel rapacity and dark suspicion which the
appearances OF man wearing the garb of a
gentleman excited amongst the rufiianly
Grew who we're engaged IN playing Rouge
ct Noir was cool, defiant stare He spoke
excellent French, and was soon hail-fellow
with the depraved band gathered round
the table, giving them oath for oath, and
laughing boisterously at the indecent tests
that went round. Fortune was tickle, and
be alternately won and lost. At length the
tide Of luck turned in his favor, and he be-
gan TO win hugely. But again the luck
turned. and his winnings were swept away,
and the last napoleon in his porte-monnaic
followed.
he pulled out his watch. It was past
o'clock. His temples throbbed painfully
with the Champagne he had drunk and the
long excitement. His attsRtion. was ar
rested by pair of bright, twinkling eyes
that were watching MIN narrowly. His
own eyesight was disturbed, aud the face
of tho pan who was watching him appeared
distortsd 30 his vision. Into his muddled
brain there stole dim idea that be had sean
the same face In some London scene, but
the consciousness Of recognition fed
as soon asnt came It 1ared up for a mo-
ment only, Ike an expiring lamp, and then
went out. Yet, less than twenty-four hours
before, the two men had met face to face on
the platform at Charing Cross. The stranger
was Van de Weyer, the detective, who had
found means to communicate with his wife
immediately upon his aTrivalrin Paris, and
to relieve her of her watch outside the
gambling hell.
The clocks were striking three when Van
de Weyer safely deposited Sir Reginald at
the door of his hotel. "He Is safe for the
night" said the detective as he walked away
with a curious Light In his eyes.
1t was long past midday before Sir
Reginald awoke 1nrefreshed from his sleep,
but by O'Clock he found himself in the
gardens of the Luxembourg. He had ar
rived at the decision to dispense with the
aid OF the Paris police in conducting his
search. He had not proceeded very far
before he was attracted by the tall, graceful
figure OF lady, who was hurrying briskly
along, carrying portfolio under Der arm.
Instantly his suspicious were on the alert
They became confirmed when he saw her
turn down one of the allees of the gardens
that led past the palace into the Rue de
Medicis. He was satisfied chat he was
within sight of his quarry. He moderated
his pace, continuing TO keep at a safe dis
tance lest he should be recognized, and
Winifred should take alarm at his presence
at TIE same time Keeping her well In view.
He followed the graceful figure through the
Rus de Medicis into the Rue VaurigArd aud
an evil Light OF triumph shgne in his furtive
eyes as he saw her pass within the hotel of
Madame BAYert.
Sir Reginald turned away on his heels,
chuckling TO himself as he went. He had
passed a woman in the garb of a bonnie
whose inquisitive eyes wore concealed from
inspection behind pair Of dsnse blue
speotacles. The bonnie continued her walk
until she reached the door by which Wini-
fred had entered. The dsor bore a brass
plate on which was engraved a name In
bold letters-FAVERT. The bsnne glancei
carelessly at the house, and, satisfied with
her discovery, called a 1acre in which she
0T-IV n inf a
Weyer to the issue of her adventure.
Two days later carriage drove up before
Nine Faverts hotel. It's occupants were
Lady Polehampton and her brother, Sir
Reginald Denison. ''Is this the housel"
asked Lady Polehanpton lsnguidly.
eyes, this is the house, said Sir Regin-
aid, land here comes Madame Favert,h as
the mistress of the establishment appeared
In the doorway and advanced to the car
riage.
''How do you do, Madame Favert9 You
remember me, no doubt" cried Sir Regin-
aid.
But Madame Favert appeared not to have
heard the question. Calmly ignoring her
interrogstor, she fixed her eyes on Lady
Polehampton.
"Can / be of service to madameP' she
asked.
''Yes, think you can" said the countess,
smiling pleasantly. II believe you have
lady living here named West"
''She is not here now. She left here yes
terday."
"GoneT shouted Sir Reginald, with an
oath. "Where has sac gone tot You must
answer me, he added, imperativsly. at is
useless to pretend that you do not recognize
me again, Madame Favert You know lam
the fady's husband
"Yes, recognize mfLord," the French
woman answ cred, slowly, with a cold
glance at Sir Reginald. "Mon Dieu. how
nate you N she continued with more vlvacity
than she had yet shown. THE poor little
ANGEL how could you treat her 500 As soon
as SIZE knew that you were in Paris she
packed up her things and went away"
''How did she know was in Parlsr de-
manded Sir Reginald, suue1ly.
mon Dioul who is to telli She did not
say"
sand do you know where she Is to be
foundT' asked Lady Polshampton with
winning courtesy "Tel! me ii you do.
Ny visit is kindly meant. Miss West is my
sister,"
"Parbluel / do not know where she is
gone to. She Is gone away"
ibid she go away aloneP asked Lady
Polehampton. please do not keep any
thing back It il important that Miss West
should be found l give my word that no
harm Is meant to her. You will believe me,
will you notp
"Ob, yes, believe madame; but what
can aaV2 Mademoiselle went away alone