The Wichita daily eagle. [volume] (Wichita, Kan.) 1890-1906, 1892-02-17
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| of wild terror. which gave morbid activity
| to the circulation, the clever man caused
! to succeed long days OF sadness, which con-
| gested the heart and retained the blood
| there.
''Then suddenly he feigned TO have no
more jealousy and appeared touched even
| to tears at his wife's sufferings. What Is
| the matter, my poor Machay' said he to
her I cannot diagnose your case. You
| have the appearance of a person dying Of
| grief. Are you not happy with me" And
| while watching with truly diaboical
delight the progress Of the malady, he
crucified his victim with his false faced
despair At the end of six months the
syncopas were more frequent, sthe palpi-
tations more rapid, the most disQuieting
| symptoms of aneUrism had reappeared.
All, ha! Pereira, you do not interrupt me
| nowi'
"Ohl yes, yes! This is the second act
| the connecting part OF the play. But the
| denouement, the denouement?"
THE denouementn' cried Maurice, with
the accent of a restaurant waiter who
serves YOU with a dish Here it is. One
evening the doctor burst into his wife's
room like tempest. Madam, know all.
| NJ. de Blazewitz is your lover The poor
| Macha became as pale as sheet and the
violet color of death appeared on her lips.
Kill mel she said This was just what he
wished.
81 would not lay hand on a woman
was Arnold's reply. Your accomphce has
paid for both. | have just fought with NJ.
de Blazewitz. l have killed him. and
Macha fell rigid upon the floor. But the
doctor lied; he did not dare TO touch the
mustache of the handsome captain, who
passed for the best shot in Vienna. He
kneeled beside his wife, extended upon the
floor, and took her hand in his. The pulses
still beat. She yet lived. Then the brute
gave her some attention-reyived her.
Go put on ball dress and all your dia-
monds,' he commanded, and accompany
me to the French embassy ball, to which
we are invited
mo, mol | could never do it Go
dress yourself and we will start | have
taken as pFetext for my duel with VI. do
Blazewitz a quarrel over the cards. But
you are compromised 1t is necessary that
you should be seen this evening on my arm
in society. If NOT, it would be thought
that fought on your account and should
be dishonored. Get dressed. l wish it"
The unhappy one had to obey. How could
she resist the man she had so cruelty out
ragged: She made her toilet, What aSonyl
And her husband dragged her to the en-
bassy ball. There, overcome, she sought a
retired spot. rather than seat herself in the
first drawing room, where the usher every
minute or SO announced the names OF the
arrivals, The doctor, in full dress, superb
with all his decorations, stood up behind
his wife's chair.
"All at once, after glancing into the
anteehamber, he leaned over 10 Naeha's
ear, as if to whisper a ga!lantry. Grief
has not killed you, then, miserable?' Not
yet, unhappiiy,' murmured this criminal
who expiated her offense Very well.
Look, then, added he, pointing to the door,
and die of joy At that moment the usher
announced in a sonorous voice, Captain
Baron de BlaZewitzr The handsome off
Ger entered, smile on his lips, and imme-
diately, as he always did, sought his mis-
tress with look. He scarcely recognized
her.
she had just risen from her chair, and
stood erect, as if impelled by a steel spring,
Hvid under her diamond tiara, frightful TO
behold. She cast On him a wild look,
pressed her hand on her throat, and fell
heavily on the floor, dead-quite dead, this
time There was a terrible scene. The
doctor threw himself on his wife's body
with a cry and NJ de Blazewitz's despair
would have caused q scandal if a friend
had not drawn him away! All the guests
fed; the lackeys ate the supper, and the
embass3dress was much put out, for she
had had made expressly for the cotilion
some grotesqae heads, with which she ex-
pected to make a great hit"
Maurice stopped. there was moment OF
silence. The auditors nearly shivered, and
Pereira himself had the tact not to utter
any nohsense
But the mistress of the house appeared,
raising the tapestry poFtieres OF the smok-
ing room.
sSirs. have you finished your cigars'
The ladies await you
While passing to the drawing room
Pereira took Maurice's arm.
And the doctor2 What became Of
HMM
"As I told you, he nearly, in an imprQ-
dent moment. boosted OF MS crime, which,
however, escaped all punishment. But his
sOjourn at Vienna became difficult. Today
he is at Varsoyie. where he has a good
practice and where he continues 90 repeat
to those inflicted with the disease CT which
he has made specially, Above all, no
emotions: no emotions But what co you
think OF my plot for plsy.'
impossible. my dear follow. All the
critics would say that it was an imitation
Of Octave Feuillet's Julie Translated
from the French OF Francois Coppee BY
William Z. N Rogers fer Romance.