The copper country evening news. [volume] (Calumet, Mich.) 18??-1907, 1897-09-09

This speech started the nope that IN
: man was really deceiving her and play
ing for his own purposes.
"What do you mean by the secret be
ing known? What secret?" she asked.
"You re not going 10 bark back TO tn,
rubbishy nonsense that we played a
when we met here first, / hope" AnC
he laughed sneeringly. II don't car,
what you do though. You can star
any fools tale you like, for that matter,
but what | mean is this-that there is
now third person who knows that you
and | were married in the Church of
ST. Sulpice at Montreux, and that per-
son means TO tell everybody else. -
"Who is it?" There was no hope in
the tone in which the question was
asked.
some one who doesn't bear you
much love-Beryl Leycester-and very
unpleasant antagonist she is, / can as
sure you.
How do you know that she knows?"
For the best of all possible reasons.
She told me so. She put into my hands
a copy of the register from st. Sulpice
and asked me what it meant.
And what did you say?" came the
question, eagerly interposed.
What should l say? That it was
lie. and that she was the victim of an
extraordinary delusion, but she very
soon showed me that | was the liar,
and when | found that she did know |
gave the business up and told my YER
sion."
It's you who let out the truth with
your tale of the DEVILS rock!" cried
Lola vehemently.
Nonsense! She had the facts. and il
was only matter of when she should
speak. She spoke to me yesterday, and |
told her my version of the matter. Nv
faith, but painted myself as black as
raven and you as white as dove!'
He laughed heartily as he said this.
Imagine you white as dove, the in
nocent and all unsuspecting Marguerite
prosecuted by an atrocious villain of a
Mephistopheles, myself! l compelled
you to marry me. | made your life q
nell. drove you TO rebel. i'll treated
you and fell over that rock, with never
a stamp OF the foot to help me. hid |
myself, waiting for vengeance.
tracked you down when you had mar
ried, L drove you TO this life of lies. |
All |, |, l for the villainy, and you for (
TIE sweet, pure victim. On my soul, |
when think of it laugh down to my
)ootsl''
He lighted a cigarette and pulled at
{ III silence for minute, and when he
spoke again there was sharp change
II his tone and manner which made
lola look up.
But had purpose. mark you, and
the devil had t failed me for once l
would have earned it out and have ST.
enced that sly she cat once fall. /
ought to get delay by making you out
rs the victim, and i meant to stop that
Dolls chatter for good and all.
What do you means"
THAT that cold faced cat was within
IN ace of death last night; that went
o her room in the dead of the night to
ave you from her devilment, and, had
t not been for some cursed chance that
Kept her awake and let her hear me
'oming you would have woke up this
morning to find that your old rival was
aid out cold and stark. freed from the
retting troubles of this wicked world
" the blessing of chloroform and my
trong arm and unable to 60 chattering
'bout other peoples business. ~
do you mean you tried to murder
3eryl LEICESTER last night in her bed in
his house?" cried Lola, paling with ex-
ited agitation
He paused before he answered and
ooked at her aslant, with his eyelids
lalf closed.
us murder so much uglier in bed
DOM than on mountain side that you
hudder ut the sound in the one case
md yet can do the deed in the other?
3ah!' He sneered and waved his hand
Don't be q fool. Lola.
Tell me the truth and say you're as
orry as am that failed. Don't can't"
AS God is my judge" she cried
II would rather ten thou
and times that you had killed meln
And then, overweight, she sank on
hair that was by her, and, leaning her
'rms on the table, buried her face in
hem in an agony of fearless misery.
His words had revealed to her with
lightning vividness the full horror and
of her position.
The price of her sin had nearly been
murder, and the thought overwhelmed
Ter, yet she was helpless.
Why was her fate linked with that of
his man of infamy, who held in his re-
entless hands the power to crush her
life and dog her to ruin?
Where could it all end save in greater
Misery for them all? And then she re-
'roached herself bitterly for having
ought to escape from the meshes of the
let which fate had woven round her.
For some time she could not regain
Ter self command; but, recognizing at
asst how worse than useless with a man
Ike Pierre Turrian was any attitude
ut that of firmness, she made a great
Hort to show a bold front to him.
Better" he sneered as soon no sbo
alsed her head. ut was rather n hard
1t, dare say, but you mustn't lose
our nerve just now. There's vork 70