The Yale expositor., 1897-10-22

my friendw exclaimed the girl;
"ah, no, monsieur, she is not that
she is too good for that-and If she
used to be his friend, tell him he
ought to help her. She wants some
ones help"
Probably" returned the Scotch
man; "but it's a dangerous thing, my
girl, to interfere between husband and
wife, and my friend will do well to
keep out of it. There, that will do for
this morning, Adele" he added, as she
leaped from the rostrum; take my
advice, and say nothing of this incl
dent to madame your friend. 1t may
unsettle her, and make the end of her
married life rather more unbearable
than the beginning Of it."
He lit up his pipe again and strolled
carelessly about the studio until Adele
had left. Then his manner suddenly
changed he left the studio, rushed up
a flight of stairs, and entered the lit
tie snuggery above, where his COM
panion was sitting, and clapped him
on the shoulder.
Sutherland, my boy" he exclaimed,
good news"
Sutherland, awakened suddenly from
his day-dream. started from his chair.
about Marjorie?" he cried.
Eyes" returned his friend with a
smile, "about Marjorie. 1 have been
talking this morning with woman
who is one of her intimate friends"
where is she?" exclaimed Suther-
land. Let me see her."
"Now, look here, my good fellow"
returned the other, you must sit
down and cease to excite yourself.
Moreover, you must work cautiously,
or my prize may turn out a blank.
Yes, l have discovered in the model
Adele one who may tell you just what
you want to know-who is often in
the house with Marjorie, who knows
exactly how happy or how wretched
she may be, and who, If properly
handled, may be made to tell you all.
But you must be careful, as l have
said, for she is rough creature, and
now, but she will return tomorrow,
and you shall talk to her. Think it
over, and decide for yourself the best
way to act"
He descended to the studio, while
Sutherland sank again into his chair
to think Of Marjorie.
He spent singularly restless night
the next morning he looked pale and
harassed. But after breakfast when
he entered the studio he was quite
calm. He was working with his GUS
tomary ardor when the studio door
opened and Adele came in.
The moment she appeared he sprang
up and accosted her.
81 am glad you have come" he
said, in doubtful French. Il wish
to speak to you about lady whom
you know we'll. Yes; Marin, my
friend, has told me that you know
her."
Adele fixed her wild eyes upon the
young man, and then, with a curious
smile, pointed to a portrait.
you mean her?" she asked.
Eyes, yes! Tell me all you know
concerning her. l am interested in
her-deeply interested. My friend
tells me that you sometimes visit the
house, though how or why 1 cannot
guess. What takes you there?"
81 carry a message sometimes from
the cabaret" answered Adele.
"And you see her?-you speak to
herr"
"Why not?" said the girl, somewhat
defiantly, for she read in the young
mans face no little establishment that
Marjorie should see such company
Eyes, see her-and the child. She is
like that picture, but changed, older
But there, perhaps you sometimes see
her for yourself"
"Only from a distance" answered
Sutherland. 81 have not spoken to her
she does not know that am in Paris
But have seen enough" he added
sadly, ito suspect that she is unhap-
by and neglected. Is that so?"
Adele looked at him for some mo.
ments In silence, then she said, with
the low, harsh laugh habitual to her
"You know little or nothing, mon.
sieur. If you will swear not to be-
tray me, 1 can tell you much more
of her-and her husband. Diable,
should love to do him an i'll turn, and
her good one. Will you swear?"
Eyes" answered Sutherland, start.
led by the girls strange manner. "Foi
Gods sake, tell me all you know"
Upon being further questioned, II
seemed that Adele knew really verJ
little concerning Marjorie herself. She
could only tell Sutherland what he
had already, by quiet observation, dis
covered for himself, that Marjorie
seemed unhappy; that there was nc
sympathy between herself and hei
husband that, indeed, she seemed to
fear him.
About Caussidiere himself, Adele
was much more explicit-indeed, she
seemed to be pretty we'll acquainted
with his secret life, and spoke of II
without reserve. Suddenly she asked
do you know Mademoiselle Sera.