Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1906-12-27

RNv i tNeHlliS lollON lllS lItlldlIlt
Ec1sssv departure that ! found my
IxSX.Aj self alone with Cecily and in
position TO begin that conversation
rom which hoped so much
| She had arrayed herself in the same
nrments she had worn the first night
had met her--the gorgeous costume
the belle affranchie, in which she
Fas most at home-but ! had grown
lore accustomed to her and sat down
ear her without any great bedazzle-
bent. She was lying on the couch en-
nged in rolling cigarettes with re-
parkable skill and celebrity and had
klite pile on tie taborct beside her.
sat and watched the supple fingers
nd the red, red lips and the dark face
banging with every wave of feeling.
"My FRIEND" she said suddenly, turn
4g to me with intent gaze, do you
how where doudoux has gone"
NO." ! answered; "he did not tell
Dc. He said only that his business
|as calling him away"
Business. Ohe. And you believe
aty"
"Why shouldn't believe II, Cecily?'
"If it were merely business he could
i've taken me along. Tambou! He is
lowing weary of me; | annoy him; l
II see it. 1t was. of course, inevita-
G. Soon he will be sending me away.
he! And she stretched her arms
Dove her head with that gesture l
ld seen before. "Ah. well. d'amour,
rires ct d'oublis!" And she laughed,
ht fancicd there was Il sob beneath
@ laughter. AT least shall be again
St Pierre"
Suddenly there came soft Kissing
ON the little cage over the radiator.
All. must feed Fe Fe: she is call
me-" she cried, and she sprang up,
n to the next room and came back
It'll little wine in glass.
stood and watched her without be-
greatly impressed. Fe Fe seemed
Try harmless and ethargic-evidently
climate of New York. even though
ellowed by the radiator, did not
rec with her.
of course Tremaine will go back
tn you" | assured her l was Won
ring if she really suspected his in
hilton.
No; he will not" she said decidedly.
But" she added, with an electric
sh of the eyes, "he may come in
he"
lighted another cigarette.
Where did you meet him, Cecily?'
He came to st. Pierre three, four
mrs ago. He saw me one day stand
be Peysette.'
lido you know where he came
bm?"
NO; IL mattered nothing to me-
|'He never talked about his past?"
Ills past? No, no. What was 1t
us? We had a pretty, pretty place
Fond-Corre. Tambou! l wish
rs there now"
You were happy there?"
'Yes-except for the times doudoux
rs in his black spells"
Ills black spells?"
n-even l. He was terrible-raving
cursing M'seur Johnson"
Johnson" ] repeated, with sud
leap of the heart. "Who was he,
cily?"
lie was doudoux's zombi," she
Bwered with conviction, and crossed
'self.
Then he didn't live at Fond Corre?"
AT Fond Core? Oh, no. He was
Eombi-in the air, in the earth, every
(ere. Doudouy would fight with
l an hour at a time. Oh, it was ter
lie"
leaned back in my chair and
tched the smoke from my cigarette
cling upward. ! remembered the
ter that had been tattooed on the
Tremaine had some cause to hate
p-he had helped him, had supplied
with whisky, with money, through
+ and not through friendship. TIC
ablsh that was to take another step
ward.
i'io hC hdNc tuOSc sDtHS OIlCu
cily?" asked at last
'Oh, no; sometimes not for months
EN-, phut, the zombi would charm
l."
Charm him?"
With little scrap of paper, yes
ERE would come letter; doudouN
uld open It; always in 1t there would
little piece Of paper. Sometime.
lad writing on it, sometimes print
as though it had been cut from {
vspaper. Then. tambou, doudoux's
G would grow black, he would teal
paper into little, little bits, uttcrinl
ses the most terrible, and we would
run"
clippings from a newspaper. Here
S a coincidence. But | cudgelet
brain vainly. | could form nc
DRY as to why clipping should
Use those fits of rage.
The last one, though, did not give
SPELL she added, after mo
ht. 1--WE We're watching the sunset
across the water when Dodo
light the letter to him. This time i
printing and writing both. | go
ready to flee, for | thought tina
lid be twice as bad. But no. II,
reading II, and his eyes glistened
IN he sent me running for his ha
hurried away to st. Pierre. Whel
game back he told me that we wer