The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1897-11-12
XXXII.-(CoxrINuEpA

CHAPTER XXXII. -(CoSTINuED)
They passed through London and at
last reached Paris.
On arriving at the station, Suther-
tand called up a fly, and ordered 1t TO
drive with the greatest possible speed
TO the Hotel Suisse, a quiet establish
ment close to the boulevards. once
there, he ordered a private room, con-
Quoted Miss Hetherington to 1t, and
proposed that she should wait there
while he went in search of Marjorie.
At first she rebelled, but she yielded
at last.
Yes, 1 will wait" she said. 81 am
feeble, as you say, Johnnie Sutherland,
and not fit to face the fog and snow;
but you'll bring the BARN to me, for
i cannot wait long,"
Eagerly giving his promise, Suther-
land started off, and the old lady, UNI
able to master her excitement, walked
feebly about the room, preparing for
the appearance of her child.
She had the fire piled up; she had
the table ladened with food and wine;
then she took her stand by the win
dow, and eagerly scanned the face of
every passer-by. At length, and after
what seemed to her to be hours of ag-
ony, Sutherland returned.
He was alone.
THE BARN; the bairn!' she cried,
tottering toward him.
He made one quick step toward her,
and caught her in his arms as he re-
piled:
Dear Miss Hetherington, she has
gone"
For moment she did not seem able
TO understand him; she stared at him
blankly and repeated:
"Gone where is she gomez"
81 do not know several weeks ago
she left this place with her child, and
she has not been seen since"
The old woman's agony was pitiful
to see; she moaned, and with her trem-
bling fingers clutched her thin hair.
Gomez she moaned. "Ah, my God,
she is in the streets, she is starving!
Suddenly a new resolution came to
her-with an effort she pulled herself
together. She wrapped her heavy fur
cloak around her and moved toward
the door.
Where are you going?' demanded
Sutherland.
She turned round upon him with liv-
id and death-like face.
"Goingy she repeated, in terrible
voice. 81 am going to him!-to the
villain who first learned my secret and
stole my BARN avail"
Miss Hetherington spoke firmly,
showing as much by her manner as
by her speech that her determination
was fixed. Sutherland therefore made
no attempt to oppose her; but he called
up a fly, and the two drove to the
lodgings which had been formerly oc-
cupied by Marjorie and Caussidiere.
To Sutherland's dismay, the rooms
were empty, Caussidiere having disap-
peared and left no trace behind him.
For moment he was at loss what to
do.
Suddenly he remembered Adele, and
resolved to seek assistance from her.
Yet here again he was at loss. 1t
would be all very well for him 10 seek
out Adele at the cafe, but to take
Miss Hetherington there was another
matter. He therefore asked her to re-
turn to the hotel and wait quietly there
while he continued the search.
This she positively refused to do.
Come ava, Johnnie Sutherland"
she said, land take me with you. If
I'm a woman I'm an old one, and no
matter where gang mean to find my
child"
At seven o'clock that night the cafe
was brilliantly lit and crowded with
roisterous company. Adele, flushed
and triumphant, having sang one of
her most popular songs, was astonished
to see a man reckoning to her from
the audience. Looking again, she saw
that the man was none other than the
young artist-Sutherland.
Descending from her rostrum, she ca
gerly went forward to join him, and
the two passed out of the cafe and
stood confronting each other in the
street.
Adele" said Sutherland, eagerly,
Selling her hands, where is that man
-@Caussdiere
"Caussidiere?" she repeated, staring
at him in seeming amazement.
Eyes Caussidiere! Tell me where he
is, for Gods sakep'
Again Adele esitated-something
had happened, of that she felt sure, for
the man who now stood before her was
certainly not the Sutherland of other
days; there was a look in his eyes
which had never been there before.
Monsieur" she said gently, tell me
first where is madame, his wife?"
God knows! / want to find her
have come to Paris with her mother
20 force that villain to give her up.
Adele, IL you do not know her where
abouts, tell me where he is
She hesitated for a moment, then
drew from her pocket piece of paper,
scrubbed something on it in pencil, and
pressed it into Sutherland's hand.
"MCslsieur," she whispered. IF you