The Laurens advertiser. (Laurens, S.C.) 1885-1973, 1902-10-01
the most disdalnful surprise.

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"What do YOU want?" she said.
al am charged, my dear madame"
he answered I'm his humblest and SOFT
est tone, 'by NJ. Bertomy to give you
this note"
Fanferlot slowly drew Prosper's note
from his pocket and with a bow pre-
scented it to Nine. Gypsy.
"Read," he said.
At a glance she read its contents.
She turned very red, then very pale,
| She tremDled from head to foot. Her
limbs seemed to give way, and she tot
tered so that Fanferlot, thinking she
was about to fall, extended his arms
to catch her. USELESS precaution!
Mime. Gypsy was one OF those women
whose inert listlessness conceals In
domltable energy-fragile looking crea-
lures whose powers of endurance and
resistance are unlimited, catlike III
their soft grace and delicacy, especial
iy catlike In their nerves and muscles
of steel.
explain yourself! What does all
this mean? Do you know anything
about the contents of his letter. Pros
per is to be arrested, accused of being
a theft"
eyes, madame; he Is accused Of TAX
ing $4,000 francs from the bank safe"
sit is false, infamous, absurd!' she
cried. prosper steal! 1t is absurd!
Why should he steal2 Is he not rich?"
IN. Bertomy is not rich. He has
nothing but his salary"
This answer seemed to '&onfound
Nine. Gypsy.
But" she insisted, II have always
seen him have plenty Of money. Not
rich-then"-
She dared not finish. But her eye
met Fanferlot's, and they understood
each other.
NO." she cried, ~ regret to say that
Prosper would new have stolen one
cent for me! One a understand O.
man who is trusted robbing a bank
for u woman he loves, but Prosper
does not love me. he has loved
me. But L love him, and 1t Is for me
to save him! 1 will see his chief, the
miserable wretch who dares to accuse
him. l will prove that he is innocent.
Come, monsieur, let us go, and 1 prom
ise you that before sunset he shall be
free, or I shall be in prison with him."
Mime. Gipsy's project was certainly
laudable and prompted by the noblest
sentiments. Unfortunately 1t was i'm
practicable. Besides, 1t would be going
counter to the plans Of the detective.
"What will you gain by acting thus,
my dear madame2" asked Fanferlot,
Nothing. I can assure you that you
have not the least chance Of success.
You will compromise Prosper Who
knows If you will not be suspected as
his accompllce2 NJ. Bertomy expressly
forbade such q course in his letter."
Nine. Gypsy remained thoughtful for
q moment, then a ray Of light seemed
to cross her mind, and she cried:
"Oh, L understand now! Fool that I
was for not seeing 1t beforel But
where am l to gor
"Did not NJ. Bertomy say, my dear
lady, to the other end Of Paris-to q
boarding house or hotelf"
"But I don't know where to find
any"
Fanfcrlot seemed to be rejecting, but
he had great difficulty in concealing
his delight at n sudden idea that fash
ed upon him. His little black eyes
fairly danced with JOY.
81 know Of q hotel" he said at last,
"but 1t might not suit you.".
"Where is itT'
con the other side Of the river, DUAL
st. Michel the Archangel, kept by
Nine. Alexandra"
Mime. Nina was never long making
up her mind.
"Here are writing materials. Write
your recommendation"
"With these three lines" he said,
handing her the letter, "you can make
Nine. Alexandra do anything you
wish"
Every well. Now how am I to let
Cavaillon know my address? 1t Is he
who should have brought me Prosper's
letter"
"He was unable to come, dear ma
dame" interrupted the detective. "But
1 will tell him where he can find you."
Nine. Gypsy was about to send for q
carriage, but Fanferlot said he was In
a hurry and would send her one He
seemed to be in luck that day, for q
cab was passing the door, and he hail
ed 1t.
await here" he said to the driver
after telling him that he was q detec-
tive, "for q little brunette who is pack
ing her trunks. If she tells you to
drive her to Quai st. Michel, crack
your whip. If she gives you II other
address, get down from your seat and
arrange your harness. I will keep in
sight"
He stepped across the street and
stood in the door Of n wine store. He
had not long to wait. In q few min
utcs the loud cracking of n whip ap-
prised him that Nine. Nina had started
for the Archangel.
aha" said he gayly. az hold her, at
any ratc!'
fro DE Continued