The Plymouth tribune. (Plymouth, Ind.) 1901-1911, 1905-02-02
CHAPTER XIV

post or hrSt Sutler in the Confederate
army, and then as a spy for both sides,
equally Indifferent which he served So
long as he WAS well paid by both. In
this double capacity he saw Helene in
Richmond, knew of Col. Adams shooting
by Henri Sainton and observed Capt
Demons escape. He also found his way
into the field hospital where both Demon
md Walter Glaydes were lying wound
ed.
As his main purpose in life was to Sc
cure possession of Helene In order to
put her ont Of the way, he conceived tn
plan Of getting letter from Denon
which would induce Helene to trust her
self to him. AS a Federal spy he had
no difficulty in securing an interview
with the wounded officer, and by first
telling him that Helene had sent him
and artfully playing on his longings to
see the woman he loved. he induced De
non to give him the following letter:
Dear Miss Lemure-I owe my life
to you, and next to VOC. to poor Jack,
who lies sorely wounded in the hospital
near me. The doctors doubt that he will
recover. 1 send this note ty friend
upon whose devotion you mas implicitly
Q
able to see you again? Would that you
could be here to see poor Jack! A sight
Of your face might save his life. A. D."
Having received this note Quayle re-
turned to Richmond and gave it to Henri
to hand to Helene. That young lady,
after having been informed by Sue of the
meeting between Walter and Demon, nat
urally became very anxious as to what
had become of them. In one way or an
other the rumor spread and came to her
ears that they had fought a duel to the
death on her account.
The rest of the week passed without
further news. Adams was recovering
but slowly, and required unceasing atten-
ton. Henri called twice with letters
from Captain Warner for the colonel.
and Helene twice saw him standing in
the hallway without recognizing him,
and, in fact, without bothering to look
at him.
During the previous year Henri had
avoided as much as possible immediate
contact with either his colonel or with
Helene. Adams had seen him only once
In Paris, and Henri's appearance had
been much changed by his broader and
burher figure, and by the Vandyke beard
and the heavy mustache.
A few days more passed, and the
Thursday Of the following week Henri
again brought a letter from Captain
Warner for Col Adams. On this occa-
sion Helene saw the young Frenchman
cross the garden In front Of the house,
and went to the porch to take the letter
from him.
I'm x,n<x ~ l.
the tone of the voice, when Henri said:
Good morning, mademoiselle. Letter
for Col. Adams" or a stray thought of
her past life, or the seemingly savage
CLEAN in the soldiers eyes, but she look
ed at the young man more closely.
As she did so a fash of recognition
shot through her mind. and gripped her
with a feyerish contagion. That soldier
had Henri's fierce look, when Henri was
reused to passion!
She said Thank you," and took the
letter. and in doing so looked at the man
again and turned pale. Surely" she
said. quite involuntarily and uuknowing-
ly. in French this time, you are not
Henri Saintou?"
Surely" replied the young man, also
In French, and quite unmoved, 81 am
Henri Salnton."
Helene gripped the banister Of the
stairs.
"Who would have thought Of seeing
you herew she exclaimed, continuing the
conversation in French.
You did not expect it, Of course" re-
torted Henri, in the same language. "It
Is long way from the galleys of Tou-
ION to Virginia, and now l suppose. as
you have recognized me, you will betray
me to Col. Adams, as you betrayed me
before and sent me to slavery"
Helene was silent Then she held out
her hand, and said, in tones of tender
ness nearly, Forgive me. if / can be
forgiven l was a child merely, and kAew
not what l was doing. How you must
hate me-"
Il did hate you," was Henri's Kissed
reply. Il hated you for years with the
bitterest hate a man can feel for a WON
an, and now, l dare say, you will give
me further cause"
Il will not" Helene answered. 81 am
sorry to have brought trouble upon you
years ago. l will bring no more. Ali
those were happy days in Paris. when
old Father Tenure was alive. and we
were children, both of u.s.,
III could trust you now" said ,,enr;
Il might tell you something you womb
like to know, and give you sometbiny
you would like to have. But what ass,,r-
ance have l that, IL do place the means
OF betrayiEg me in your hands again. you
will not Immediately take it?'
"You have something to give me I
would like to have? WhatY' was
Helene's demand.
"A letter from Captain Demon"
She had been cold and hot by turns
before, but now Helene felt her color
leaving her altogether.
"a letter from Captain Denonp, she
cried. Give it to me! You can trust
me with your ifer'
Helene read and reread Demons lines
until she knew every word by heart.
How came you, a Southern soldier. tn
bring me this letterY' she asked at last
IN French
II thought you would ask that oues-
tfon," replied Henri. But in what way
does it concern you? You have the let
ter Surely that is sufficient for Won.
Why don't you inform the colonel and
have done with it? That is just the sort
of gratitude / should expect from ron. -
Helene opened her eyes and looked at
Henri. Here was a man-the kind of
man she had longed to meet-a man who
would speak his mind to her, and tell her
Of her faults. Henri did not love her.
that was certain. She, on her side. re-
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