Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1902-02-27

n snare to trap YOU"
at makes no difference" Interrupted
Gypsy. IL am 50 unfortunate already
that have nothing more to dread.
Any change would be a relief"
And, without waiting TO hear any
more. she set out. She was not in the
street before Fanferlot bounced out of
the closet
"A thousand thundersr' he cried.
care people to walk over the Archan-
gel as IL it were a public street? Was
ever such impotence heard Off" lie
continued "a messenger comes into
my house and goes up stairs without
being seen by anybody! And the idea
of you, a sensible woman, being idiotic
enough to dissuade that little viper
from keeping the appointments
but, my dear
"Did you not suppose that I would
follow her and discover what she is at
tempting to conceal? Come. make
haste and help me, SO that she won't
recognize me-"
In a few minutes Fanferlot was com
pletcly disguised by thick beard, n
wig and one of those long linen blouscs
worn by men who go about seeking
work and at the same time hoping
they may not find it.
Have you your handcuffs" asked
was ready.
Yes, yes. Make haste and post that
letter to NJ. de Clameran and keep
good watch"
And without listening to his wife,
who cried out, Good luckw Fanferlot
darted away.
Nine. Gypsy had ten minutes start
of him, but he ran up the street he
knew she must have taken and over.
took her near the Change bridge. On
Chatelet place she strolled up and
down several times, read the theater
bills and finally took a seat on bench
md at Il quarter OF entered the Om-
Eibus office and sat down. A moment
after Fanferlot entered; but, as he
feared that Nine. Gypsy might recog-
nize him in spite of his heavy beard,
he took seat at the opposite end of
the room. where it was dark.
As the Hotel de Vile clock struck
man entered, walked directly up TO
Gypsy, bowed and took a seat beside
her. He was a medium sized man.
rather stout with a crimson face and
fiery red whisEers. His dress was tina {
of n well to do merchant. There was
nothing in his appearance to excite
attention. Fanferlot watched him ca
Scrly.
My friend" he said 10 himself. Gin
/ future | shall recognize you no matter
where we meet and this very evening
l will follow you and find out who
| you are
Despite his intent listening he could
not hear a word spoken by the stran-
, ger or Gypsy. All he could do was to
/ judge by their actions and counte.
nanccs what was the subject of their
conversation. When the stout man
| bowed and spoke to her, the girl look
ed so surprised that it was evident she
had never seen him before. When he
sat down by her and spoke to her, she
jumped up with frightened look. as
if seeking to escape. \ single look
caused her to resume her seat. Then
as the stout man went on talking Clip
sy displayed great apprehension. She
positively refused to do something
( then suddenly she seemed to consent
At one moment she appeared ready tc
weep and the next her pretty face was
illumneu by a bright smile. Finally
She shook hands with him, as if she
was confirming a promise.
what can all that mean" said Fan
fcrlot to himself as he sat in his dark
corner. biting his nails. "What AT
idiot am to have placed myself SC
far off,
lie was thinking how he could man
age to approach nearer without arOuS
ing their suspicious when the fat mar
got up, offered his arm to Nine. Gypsy
who accepted il without hesitation
and together they walked toward the
door. They were so preoccupied Will
one another that Fanferot thought he
could follow them without risk Reach
ing the door, he saw the stout mar
aud Gypsy cross the pavement ap
prOach n hackney coach, sent for from
the omnibus office, and enter it.
VERY good" muttered Fanforlot
"Iye got them now. There is no ust
of hurrying any more
When the coach started. he followed
at brisk trot. The cab went up tn,
boulevard Sebastopol. 1t went pretty
fast. But 1t was not for nothing thai
Fanfcrot had won the name of Spur
rel. With his elbows glued to hi
sides, he ran on. BY the time he ha,
reached tho Boulevard st. Denis he be
gan TO get breathess and stiff from {
pain in his SIDE. then the cab abruptly
turned into the Faubourg st. Martin
But lanfcrlot. who at eight years o.
age had been familiar with ever!
He was man OF resources He sei2et
the springs of the coach, raised him
self up by the strength Of his wrists
and hung on behind, with his legs rest
ing on the aXlctree of the rear wheels
He was certainly not comfortable, hut
then, he no longer ran the risk Of being
diStanced.
Now" he said behind his fals'
beard, "drive on"
The man whipped up his horses anC
drove rapidly along the billy street o
the Faubourg st. Martin. Finally Il
the old "barrier" the cab stopped II
front OF a Wincstore, and the drive