Los Angeles herald., 1892-11-27

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me because she had been somewhere that
she didn't want me to know. Yes, it's
plain as a pipe stem-Jeannette deceives
me; that much, at least. knoww
And resuming his book PHILIPPE
sought to take up the interrupted thread
of his story. Pains thrown away. His
eyes were firmly fixed upon the printed
text, but his thoughts were flying else
where; he simply could not read; he
closed the covers brusquely and slammed
the book on the table.
Jeanette jumped with little scream
"Heavens!' she cried, shave you lost
your senses, PHILIPPE, to startle me like
that?"
"Tell me the truth, then, Jeannette-
you did go out today, did you not?"
"Go-out-to-day? Look here, Phil
lipe," returned Jeanette angrily, ''this
is little too much? Why, here for ten
minutes past I've been sending the needle
into my finger instead of my work, alb
sorbed by the thought that you had
taken bus to-day and would not tell
mel"
you say this now only to turn me from
the matter in hand beg of you, Jean.
nette, to answer my question-you die
so out today, did you not?'
mo, did not; and as it was l that
asked you question first demand to be
answered first" And both of them cried
out at one and the same time
~ fol
nibus today?''
With this there was an ominous pause
Nine. Marjeval, desirous of ridding her.
self of an unnecessary witness to con-
jugal discussions, and whom the serv-
ants coming and going in the salle
a-manger greatly annoyed, turned sharp
ly and touched the bell.
'Toinette," said she, put the wood
and coal in the corner and then you are
free to go to see your sister"
The door had scarcely closed upon her
when PHILIPPE, who had restrained his
rage only by drumming upon the table,
burst out furiously:
"There is no use denying it longer
Jeanette; you've told me story, and
told it to me because you were afraid to
tell me the truth! The fact is, and you
know it well, all these comings and 60
ings to the shops--the Louvre, Bon
Marche, etc. pretexts pure and sim
pie, just as the bath--every three days a
BATH see it all now-is preteXt like
all the restl Fool that I've been to have
suspected nothing! To have seen how
strange these bathing excuses were! It
is always so when one has confdencev
"Eh? What's that you are saying?'
cried Nine. Marjeval, whom very nat
urally, we must admit, this suspicion
deeply wounded IF either of US has
aught with which to reproach ones self,
that one is not /. These constant de-
lays, these tliInsy excuses-sometimes
one thing, sometimes another-a friend
at the cafe, overwork at the. .office-in
plain words are tales sewed with white
thread! 1t is not the first time either
that I've thought the same. Nine. Adel-
berg, your sous-chef's wife,
"There knew it! | knew that name
would come up before you were done.
Now look you, Jeanette, and mind
what | say. If ever you speak that
name to me again"-
Threats, monsieur, threats to me!
Well, this is perfect III go, sir-go at
once back to my mother, poor soul!
She'll not be surprised"--
go; go by all means. and if you stay
till come for you, you'll stay long
while!"
And one word brought on another in
this bitter sweet dialogue-which, from
the expressive pantomime that accom-
panied it, was rapidly approaching Il
crisis-when suddenly turbulent stir
on the staircase was heard, the passage
door flew back, and Toinette, red as an
overripe tomS,o, her eyes bloodshot, her
dress disordered, and followed by two
sergents-de-ville and y much belnedaled
little old man, ourst breathlessly into
the salle-a-manger.
"Ah, mon Dieu! mon Dieu! What's
the matter, what's happened? Toinette,
Toinette, cried Nine. Marjeval alarmed,
quick, tell us what's happened?'
Toinette, the old gentleman and both
sergents-de-ville all responded, and kept
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avalanche of sound only the words
"tramway," prison" conductor" "
"ticket" and "honest girl" made them
selves heard. Marjeval threw up his
hands to heaven.
eff you all talk at once, like this, "
cried he desperately, mo one can under
stand Stop, be quiet; you speak, mon
sieur, please" addressing the bemedaled
old party.
mo, monsieur, no." Toinette cried.
''Tm the one that should tell it, sinceThe
business concerns me"
Every WE'LL" said Marjeval; "but first
calm yourself"
"Then, monsieur and madame, it was
just this way, you see. My sister lives.
as I've told you. in the Rue Poulet, just
off the Boulevard Ornano, and to reach
her house, as madam gave me permis-
sion, took the $3.50 tramway that passes
below and demanded transfer. AT
the Care de lEst got out, ran for the
st. Ouen tramway, just that minute
about to start, got ON and gave the trans
fer to the conductor. But the conductor
refused it. was no good, he said, and
must pay over again.
"'What? said 1. why, it isn't three
minutes since they gave it to me! See,
yonders the car on which l came!
"'Yes, yes, know said the conduc-
tor, it's no good, tell you; you must
nav. [ saw. or foot it. nv dear