Wausau pilot. [volume] (Wausau, Wis.) 1896-1940, 1904-11-29
CHAPTER v.--(Continued.l

only child, and the heiress Of his vast
estates and funded moneys. If she died
without heirs, all those millions reverted
TO her uncle, Mr.. Robert Berinquay.
1t was, therefore, a matter OF great mo-
.nent to Mr.. Robert Berinquay to know
and TO be able to prove that Helene was
dead, and while Helene's cousin on the
mothers side, Walter Glaydes, went in
search of the girl in his own honest,
frank fashion, in the hope of finding and
proving her alive, Mr.. Robert BERN
quay employed Mr.. Bernard Quayle to
ferret her out and especially gave him
the ominous instruction that he was to
produce proofs of Helene's death.
The morning dawned as cloudless as
the previous day had been. Paris was
still asleep after a day of carnage and
night OF suffering and terror when Ber-
nard Quayle awoke and jumping from
his bed with the alertness of man ac-
customed to early rising and speedy
dressing, unlocked the little room in
which Henri still slept He stopped and
shook the sleeper roughly.
"Get up" he cried. do you want to
sleep forever? Get up and dress your
self"
With this. he flung to the young man
make, together with a shirt, hat and
boots of similar manufacture.
Nobody will recognize you in these"
he said. They will take you for an
honest man."
Il am not 50 sure about that" said
Henri, stolidly. They may take me for
you"
And he equipped himself in Mr..
Quayle's garments. Barely ten minutes
were taken up by dressing.
Now go ond find out whether that
girl is alive or not" said Quayle. If
she escaped, find her and let me know
Immediately. Above all. remember dis
erection as usual. Speech may be silver,
but silence is gold,' and Quayle pulled
out his purse, and took out a ten-franc
piece
'"ren francs?' grumbled the young
man; what am | to do with thati
l shall have TO treat lots of fellows, land
spend lots of money in finding out for
you what you want to know, and that
cannot be done with ten francs"
Here is another ten francs" said
Quayle. adding another coin Surely
that is enough. Now go on, and come
back the moment you can"
The young man put the two gold
pieces in his pocket. He was about to
go, when he turned.
what is my name?" he asked on a
sudden. Henri Sainton might be dan
gerous. Surely you know some name
which you might father on TO me-
Let me see, John Roberts is not a
bad name. Do you think you can pro-
nounce it-John Roberts? You are an
Englishman, born in Canada. Your
mother was Canadian, who spoke moth
ing but French, and you have forgotten
all the English you ever knew. You have
just come over from London to be my
secretary. That will do
What a clever man you are," ex-
claimed Henri, admiringly. Let me see
John Roberts-John Roberts," he add
ed, in his quaint French pronunciation
of the name. "Yes. That will do"
1t was not yet midday when Henri
returned.
well. is she deady" asked Quayle.
eagerly.
NO." was Henri's reply, mot at all.
81 have seen her."
"seen herY gasped the Englishman.
'Where is she?"
"She is nursing the wounded at the
overflow ward of the School of Medicine
hospital"
''She is alive, you say, and nursing
the wounded. You are sure of that? Did
you speak to her?' asked Quayle.
mo-" answered Henri; II did not
dare. but know her. There is no doubt
about It."
QUayle clinched his fist, and sat for
awhile in his armchair, wrapped in
thought. At last he pulled out his purse.
Here he said. take this, but keep
an eye on her, and come back to me to-
morrow morning. Let me know where
she is. And if she leaves the hospital
follow her and bring me her address"
About an hour afterward Quayle cali
ed at the Hotel Mirabeau and asked for
Mr. Robert BerinQuay. After waiting
little while he was ushered into a
room, where he met n tail, distinguished
looki-s gentleman, whose pale face was
fringed by small iron gray side wins
kers, ard whose gray hair was smoothly
combed and neatly dressed; not an I'M
pleasant face, but hard. The agent stood
for second or two in his employers
presence without saying a word, while
the latter looked at him through his gold
double eyeglass.
Il can see it in your face" said Mr.
Rodbert Berinquay, in tone OF ,perfec.
commonplace. THAT girl is not dead.
Do you know where she isI'
"0h, yes" was the rejoindsr. q
know all about her.
"That is WELL" was the Kissed retort
and Mr. Berinquay pointed TO chair.
"Sit down aud listen to me. | ara going
10 confide in you. Your interests are
mine, aud mine are yours. l have kept
you these years past and kept you well.
but / have Outpaced my income, and l
have milestone of debts round my neck.
l am nearly at the end of my tether
may hold out two or three years more,
perhaps four. but that Is about all / can
see before me. Do you not think" he
added in n hoarse whisper, that that
girl could he pushed out OF the way TO
make room for mef
THAT is hanging j06," said Quayle,
In cultural undertones.
.'Not a bit OF it." retorted Berinquay.
IN a trembling voice. You would not be
such fool as to do il yourself. You
say there is young fellow who is in love
with her--a hot-headed young revolution
ist. These men are handy with their
knives when they are apgered. Make
him jealous of her. 1t viii mesn''-and
he clutched QuEyle's hand ms he spoke
ut will mea.t not ter thousand pounds,
but fifty Thousand pounds for you. Now
do you think you can see your way to
do itT'
Fifty thousand pounds, You say? And
suppose in the meantime. | can have
what | want? Very we'll" answered
Quayle. Il will do my best"
CHAPTER VI.
Walter Glaydes had been lying for q
week in DIR. Adams little room nurSed