Washington standard. [volume] (Olympia, Wash. Territory) 1860-1921, 1906-06-22

woman.
Nor was It" she cried. LET me
tell you. monsieur. l reached the great
building, which my husband had al
ready pointed out to me. l went up
In the lift: entered the office, but saw
no one. went on through an open
door and saw an old man sitting Mt a
desk I inquired II Mr. Holiday was
there The old man glanced Mt me and
bowed toward another door. saw it
was q private office and entered It.
The door swung shut behind me- There
was another old man sitting Mt a desk,
sharpening a pencil"
els 1t you. Frances| he asked.
"'No,' I said. stepping before him.
1t is her sister. NJ. Holiday"
HE stared up Mt me with such look
Of dismay and anger on his face that
I was fairly frightened; then. in the
same instant, before could draw
breath. before could say another
word. bis face grew purple. monsieur.
and he fell forward on his desk. ON his
hand, on the knife which was clasped
in it. I tried to check the blood. but
could not, 1t poured forth in such a
stream. ! knew not what to do. I was
distracted. and in a frenzy left the
place and hurried to our lodgings. That
is the truth. monsieur; believe me-"
II do believe you," I said.
at was then" went on her mother,
that that man yonder had another in
SEPARATION. Before 1t had been only
what you call-blackmail-a few thou
sands. perhaps a pension. Now 1t was
something more. He was playing for
a greater stake. do not know all that
he planned. He found Celeste suspect
ed Of having killed her father. He
must get her released at any cost, 30
he wrote a note
'rYesw cried. "Yes, Of course; I see.
Miss Eolladay under arrest was be-
yond his REACH
YES" she nodded. so he wrote a
note. Oh. you should have seen him In
those days! He was like some furious
wild beast. But after she was set free
Celeste did not come to US as she had
promise. We saw that she suspected
us, that she wish to have nothing more
to do with us. So Victor commanded
that write another letter. implorins
her. offering to explain" She stopped
q moment to control herself "Ah.
when I think Of 1t! She came. mon
Sieur. We took from her her gown and
put 1t on Cecile. She never left the
niQNa n in until fho 81 cd
to take her to the boat. As for us, we
were his slaves"
There was no need that she should
tell me more.
"And the gOldY l asked
She drew a key from her pocket and
gave 1t to me.
1T Is In box upstairs" she said.
took the key and followed her to
the floor above. The box, Of heavy oak,
bound with iron, with steamship and
express labels fresh upon 1t, stood in
one corner. unlocked it and threw
back the lid. Package upon package
lay in it, just as they had come from
the subtreasury. 1 locked the box
again and put the key in my pocket.
"Of course" said Ms I turned to 20,
Il can only repeat your story to my
companion. He and Miss Holiday
will decide what steps to take"
They bowed without replying, and I
went out along the path between the
trees. leaving them alone with their
dead.
Joy Is great restorer, and a week
Of happiness in this enchanted Paris
had wrought wonders In our Junior
and his betrOthed. 1t was good to look
at them, to smile at them sometimes.
MS when they stood unseeing before
some splendid canvas ut the Louvre.
The past was put aside, forgotten.
They lived only for the future.
And n near future too. There was NO
reason why 1t should be deferred. and
80 they were welded, with only we
three for witnesses. Mt the pretty
chapel Of st. Luke's. near the Boule-
ward Montparnasse.
There was a little breakfast after.
ward at Mrs. Kembalrs apartment
and then our hostess babe them adieu
and her daughter and l drove with
them across Paris to the Care de Lyon
where they were to take train for a