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sieur recognized his wife's handwriting,
and his brow clouded ominously; but, hay
ing read the dispatch. he instructed the
man to send it from the nearest telegraph !
Office without delay. For an hour after
ward he sat In his Office still and dumb,
driving his thoughts into a cool, practical
channel. His plans matured, he called his
manager and made arrangements to be alb
sent few days; then he left the shop and
walked quickly to his bank, where he drew
a substantial sum of money in conven-
lent form. He was startled, but not other
wise surprised, at the clerks statement:
Had you arrived three minutes earlier,
monsieur, you would have met Nine. Gil
rardin here"
"Oh," he replied in as careless tone as
the sudden announcement would permit
him to assume "Mme Girardin has been
on similar errand to mine, l dare say?"
"Only on q larger scale, monsieur"
smiled the clerk. Madame exhausted her
account"
"Ahr' repeated M. Girardin as he pock-
eted his money. He made no further re-
Spouse, nor did he invite further remark.
He knew more Of madame's reason for
withdrawing all her money that day than
that bank clerk could tell him.
At Paris terminus madame, from a
corner Of one compartment, furtively
watched man enter another. There was
less risk Of discovery leaving Paris thus
than together, and when the train glided
out of the station the sweet breath Of relief
famed madame's face, but 1t was only
transitory. Danger would lurk until the
frontier was safely crossed and the Ian
guage and costume changed from French
to German.
Madame was unaccustomod to solitary
travelling, and full ten hours had to crawl
by ere Metz could be reached. Certainly
she had much to reflect upon, but in
state of nervous tension 1t is difficult to
impel ones thoughts along any desired
route. Her tumultuous meditations re-
suited in sleep, and she awoke to find
Pagny, the French frontier station, sink
ing into the evening twilight and No
veane, the German custom house, in near
view. Then she breathed more freely than
she had dared during the past fortnight.
Immediately danger was in the rear What
the future would bring was question for
tho future.
The train crawled into Metz just a.
darkness settled down in earnest. The
station was indifferently illuminated, and
as she alighted she usually swept the plat
form The smile that she had summoned
vanished. and her heart gave downward
throb of bitter disappointment.
Where was he? Had he changed his
mind and alighted at an intermediate
station?
A voice spoke over her shoulder.
'tSurely your English friend has not
played you falseS"
Madame turned quickly and confronted
her husband.
If either exhibited embarrassment, 1t
was certainly not madame. M. Girardin
in the course of the journey from Paris
had drawn several mental pictures of this
meeting, but the actual differed from them
| ALL She stood before him with eyes filled
| with love-that sober love exhibited at a
| crisis before the passionate outburst
II have known Dick Halston from child.
hood, she replied, "and he never broke
faith with anybody. But we cannot talk
here"
She led the way to the stuffy though
half deserted waiting room.
"Where is he, thenS" satirically inquir'
ed monsieur "You appointed to meet
him here?"
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