Rocky Ford enterprise., 1897-11-18

she is too good for that-and II 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 dangerous thing. my
girl to interfere between husband and
wife, and my friend. will do well to
keep out Of 1t. 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" 49,. .-.... ..-.
Sutherland, awakened suddenly from
his day-dream. started from his chair.
About Marjorie?" he cried. .
"Yes," returned his friend with a
smile, about Marjorie. I have been
talking this morning with a woman
who Is oae 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, 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. II properly
handled. may be made to tell you all.
But you must be careful, as i have
said, for she is rough creature. and
might turn stubborn. She is gone
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 a 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 aecosted her. 'lHH
II am glad you have come" he
said, in doubtful French. IL wish
to speak to you about a lady whom
you know we'll Yes: Nairn. my
friend. has told me that you know
her" S& E
Adele fixed her wild eyeszupon the
and then, with a curious
smile. pointed to a portrait.
"You mean her?" she asked.
Eyes. yes! Tell me all you know
concerning he-. I am interested in
)her-deeply Interested My friend
kells me that you sometimes visit the
house, though how or why l cannot
guess. What. takes you there?"
I carry a message sometimes from
the cabaret" answered Adele.
"And you see her?-you speak to
her?, ,...=..--- ---...----...-...-.----,,
"Why not?" said the girl. somewhat
hefiantly. for she read in the young
mans face no little astonishment that
Marjorie should see such company.
Yes, I see her-and the child. She is
like that picture, but changed, older.
But there. perhaps you sometimes see
her for yourself"
"Only from distance" answered
Sutherland. 81 have not spoken to her,
|he does not know that am in Paris.
But 1 have seen enough" he added.
badly. ito suspect that she is unhap-
" and neglected. Is that so?"
Adele looked at him for some mo-
6efts in silence, then she said, with
he low, harsh laugh habitual to her:
"You know little or nothing, mon
ieur. II you will swear not to be-
ray me. can tell you much more,
K her-and her husband. Dlable,
hould love to do him an i'll turn, and
er a good one. Will you swear?" =,
EYES," answered Sutherland. start
ID by the girls strange manner. For
od's sake, tell me all you know"
Upon being further questioned, it
kemed that Adele knew really very
ttie concerning Marjorie herself. She
build only tell Sutherland what he
hd already, by quiet observation, dis
bvered for himself, that Marjorie
6emed unhappy;. that there was no
Fmpathy between herself and her
nsband; that, indeed, she seemed to
ar him.
,About Caussidiere himself, Adele
as much more explicit-indeed, she
lemed to be pretty well acquainted
lth his secret life, and spoke OF it
1thout reserve, Suddenly she asked:
EDO you know Mademoisello Sera-
Tine, of the Chartelet?" t.5l-
'No." i.,s.
Well, Caussidiere does"
sWhat of that?"
'Well." repeated Adele, chow dull
u are, monsieur. You ask me