Wood River times. [volume] (Hailey, Idaho) 1882-1915, 1893-12-16
being Griffith Byrne's wife, for 1 will

never marry him now"
But even Is she said the words, she
could scarcely realize what thanksgiving
she felt that she had no longer any cause
TO FEAR Grifhth's enmity, and she shud-
dered Is she fancied him waiting to greet
her after the morning rehearsal.
She did not attend it, OF course, but
sent note to the manager, telling him
OF her bereavement. and she afterward
knew that news was what had kept her
from having Grifith visit her that morn.
ing, to force her into going through q
mock ceremony of marriage with him;
but just at present she was too faint and
weary with her nights vigil to think
much about anything.
Still that afternoon Griffith's fat, evil
face rose up wildly in her memory, q
she sat with the sun pouring on her
through the curtainless windows; and as
it she had presentiment that he was to
be her evil genius q chill as of fear
swept over her, and she thought Of the
future with shudder of dread
Her reverie was broken by a step
sounding on the carpetless stairs outside;
the rustic of a silk dress was heard, an
aroma Of some rare perfume foated on
the air, and looking up Chris saw, in the
open doorway, Made moi selle Lisa Giraud.
-Mademoiselle!" she ejac ulated spring
ing up, and staring in astonishment.
The actress quickly entered the dipgy
little apartment. and Chris saw her face
was white, in spite eff rouge, and that
her eyes we're restless, but brilliant with
the fire of passion.
What had brought her?" the girl won
dered
Chris, she said, abruptly, taking her
hand, he has really gone, for good. "
Do you mean Mr.. Byrne?" asked
Chris, with lips that would culver, in
eyes that were full of tears.
Yes, he sent me q letter an hour ago,
saying he had started for California,
biddin, me farewell. It made me know
why that little imp. Griffith 3yrne, eyed
me with such malicious, evil looks this
morning at rehearsal. He is at the bot
tom of kenneth's going. and I'll return
his kindness in taking from me the only
man I really could call friend"
You are sure you do not love him,
child" she interpolated, with a search
ing look at Chris.
The girl bowed.
Then, she continued, Il have deter
mined to save you from him. He is in
tered with that love. Unlike Kenneth,
there is nothing noble in the man. He
is as cunning as an opossum, as treach-
erous rs snake in the grass. You must
dea! with him accordingly. Meet deceit
with deceit, lie with lie.
They told me last night that he had
agreed to lend you money to pay the rent
of the theater next week; you must not
accept it. will loan you the necessary
amount, or give it to you, for that mat
ter, only promise me to hate him."
oh. do, said Chris. Indeed, do"
Then, my dear child, will protect
you. If he threatens to do anything
and, of course, he will why, / have been
threatened to be killed more times than
a few)-we will make him sick, if You
will only come and tell me about it at
once. You shall not be deceived by b m.
!! noticed, too. your manager seems to
like you; encourage his attentions, and, I
assure you, you are all right; if YOU have
two admirers you are perfectly safe you
can always play one Off against the other,
and make both jealous.
I'll teach you how to bother Griffith
Byrne. He won't want to interfere with
me again. I'll tell"
She paused, for she saw q man stand
ing in the open doorway.
He stared at seeing an elegantly dressed
lady in such humble rooms, then said, as
I'LL 40 AOoC 0uu Cuulc lOTWhTU.
Il came from the undertaken. to get
the measure of the corpse"
Chris motioned him toward the inner
room, where Mrs. Northup kept guard
over her mothers body.
The actress looked startled.
Is some one dead here?" she asked in
a lower voice.
My mother" simply answered Chris.
She died last night. I found her dead
when l returned"
And I have been talking so loud and
all! Why did you not tell me?" cried the
actress, shocked.
Il had no right to intrude my grief on
you; you had enough to bear without it,"
felt thrill of respect pass over her.
Have you father?" she asked, pres
emily. And as Chris shook her head, she
added: What will you dop Live here
alone?"
Il don't know. l have not thought"
said Chris, YEARLY. Il have no one in
the world to go to, to think of, so l SUD-
pose I shall; I have not decided my fu-
ture."
Il have" said Mademoiselle Giraud,
impulsively taking her hands. Chris,
you are going to come and live with me,
to be my little sister, and to let me pro-
tect you ITOln tnut cruel villain We both
desp.se, Griffith Byrne. Will you Chris?"
And Chris answered ready Yes"
So. once more, fate let Chris escape
Griffith; played with her fortune as the
cat plays with the mouse, released her
from danger, only to decoy her to more
sorrowful peril.
After her mothers funeral Chris found
herself installed in Mademoiselle G frauds
elegant apartments.
She knew no more of poverty or hard
Ship she was lifted into the world of
luxury and magnifcence, and Mademoi-
selle Giraud, perfectly selfish and cold
hearted, without the least pretension to
religious character, guarded her as care
fully from evil as devout Christian
woman could have done, t. revenge her.
self on Griffith Byrne, and also because
she liked the unseltish, innocent GIRL ana
did not want folly to take her affection
from herself.
Mademoiselle was egotistical and vain;
Chris was neither, and they liked each
other exceedingly.
Griffith Byrne CRASHED his long teeth,
as he saw the two together; but vainly
did he seek to harm Mademoiselle Cir
aud.