The Iola register. [volume] (Iola, Allen County, Kansas) 1875-1902, 1892-05-13
CAST OUT,
But Not FOrsaken
Ioopyirht 1891. by A. N. Kellogg Newspaper Col
CHATTER vL-CoNT1NUED.
BY BERNARD BIGsBY.

CHAPTER VL-CoNTINUED.
"His name is Leon-Leon d'Estre-
villel Is it not a pretty one?" madem-
oiselle asked. "He does not assume
the title at present-perhaps some day
or other when fortune smiles again he
may do so, and his wife would be
countess"
81 don't suppose he thinks anything
at all about wives at his age, fhe is the
nice boy you describe him." Kate said,
saucily.
AT his age! Why, he is nearly FIVE
and-twenty, dear, and -"
But Kate's eyes flashed an indignant
surprise.
81 thought you said he was boy"
she complained
"Did l convey that idea, my child?
Well, surely you accept the correction
with a good grace-a young man of
five-and-twenty would be a more agree
able companion to a young lady of
nineteen than a mischievous lad of
twelve. But please to remember that
Leon comes TO see me and not you"
81 beg your pardon humbly," Kate
cried, always free to confess fault.
''Of course he does; and it is very rude of
me to talk such nonsense. But is Miss
Balderstone aware of this addition to
our menageY
'rOf course she is. have had the
kindest letter from her-she is in Ger
many now-wiIl you see it?''
mo, thank you, mademoiselle; re-
ceived a letter from her this morning
which is not yet opened, for l was re-
serving it as bon 6Ouche after break
fast. May ! break the seal? All,
thought so; she alludes to your coming
guest. You will have an addition to
your little party in the shape of Mile.
Campignon's nephew. hope you will
try to make his visit pleasant that
is all right. Are the Barlows prepared
to receive him?''
''They got their instructions by the
same mail that brought our letters"
Kate did not pause to consider, or she
would have thought it strange that NJ.
d Estreville's invitation must have
been given and accepted before Miss
Balderstone's consent could have been
secured.
That the reader may fully understand
the real nature of affairs it is necessary
to take peep into suite of rooms in
tall house near Leicester square, Lon
don, in the center of a district which
might be described as French colony.
Every store in the street bears Gallo
sign over its door; cheap cafes abound
with placards in their windows of lei
on paTye Fronoris, and sallow men with
waxed mustaches and dubious linen of
the true patriot type predominate.
The room 30 which / wish to call
your attention is comfortably though
not extravagantly furnished, and is oc-
cupied by three persons-a well-pre
served woman of fifty ,witheyes as black
with black curly ringlets and gold or
naments in the lobes of his ears, and a
handsome young fellow who has flung
himself into the easiest chair in the
room and is putting clouds of blue
smoke from the cigarette between his
lips. 1t is the latter who speaks
Ma belle tGnte evidently puts full
faith in your story, my gallant uncle, 3"
he says, lightly, ''or she would not adj
vance money to carry out the scheme.
/ suppose there can be no doubt as to
the identification of the man you car
ried in your brig from Goa to Colombo" ="
''Bah, nephew Leon, did you ever
know Francois Campignon make a
blunder? If there is one thing pride
myself on more than another it is my
accuracy"
But, brother" the woman inter
poses, turning to the sailor, why the
necessity of all this mystery? The
Jobards and the Campignons have been
honest bourgeois for years - never
ashamed of their names that 1 heard of
and it does not seem light to me for
Leon to go masquerading under false