The Red Cloud chief., 1907-09-27
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MY dear Andrew" she said. 81 will
admit that | have been doing all man
ner of incomprehensible things. |
couldn't explain every hing. 1t would
take too long. What | did I did for
Guys sake ana Of my own free will.
IL will be all over in n day or two now,
and we shall be coming back to
Itayncsworth. Then | will tell you
tales OF our adventures which will
make your hair stand on end"
1T isn't true about Guy. them he
exclaimed.
She hesitatcd for n moment.
Andrew" she said. II, cannot tell
you anything. 1t must Sound rather
horrid OF me. but | cannot help it. |
want you TO go away. IN a day or two
] will write"
IF | must" he said reluctantly, 81
VIII 90 away, but not to worry about
%you-that is impossible. You seem to
be surrounded by all the medieval
tcrrors which confronted the emanci-
patton of Processes In our fairy books.
only Il short time ago Duncombe inn
plored me TO follow his example and
leave you and Paris alone. The detec-
tive whom ! brought with me has been
Swallowed ever since we left Paris.
Last night he left me for a few hours.
AID this morning comes a note from
tie hospital. lie is lying there with
the back OF his head beaten in-garrot-
ers, of course, the police say. looking
FOR plumber. How can you ask me to
be easy in my mind about your"
She smiled reassurlngly.
mo harm will come to me here, I
can promise you" she said. 1T Is you
who run the most risk IL you only
knew 1t. Sir George Duncombe gave
you the best advice when he tried to
get you to return to England"
Il cannot leave Lloyd now until he
has recovered" Andrew answered.
me, Phyllis. has Duncombe found
you out? Has he been here?"
Yes" she answered. IL sent him
away-as | IN doing YOU
Has he ever toll you" Andrew
asked. "whv he was willing in the first
instance to come to Paris in search of
you?'
NO" she answered. Wasn't it be-
cause he was your friendT'
He shook his head.
1T Is his affair, not mine" he said.
with n sigh. ASK him some day"
The marqulse swept into the room as
he passed out, nm impression Of white
ermine and laces and perfume.
Another of your English lovers, ma
heller" she asked.
scarcely that" Phyllis answered.
lie Is a very old friend, and he was
rather hard TO get rid Of"
II think" the marQulse said, "you
would get rid of all very willingly for
the sake Of one, ehf"
The marquise stared ipsolently into
The girls face. Phyllis only laughed.
lone is usually considered the ideal
number-in our country" she remarked
demurely.
But the one?" the marquisc contln-
ucd. "IIe would hot he one of these
cold. heavy countrymen of yours. no?
You have learned better perhaps over
here?"
II havc not had veg much opportu-
nifty over here. have !, - amend my
ideals: she asked. -" t'link the only
two l'renchmcn /. have met are the
marquis and tina; iapSrii young man
with the green tic. the Nicomte de Der
9illac. wdsl t IT."
The mar. uise watched her charge
closely.
Well she said. ne Is CONNIE II
faut, is he not? Yor find him more
elegant, more chic, thsL your English
men, ehT'
Phyllis shook her head regretfully.
HE is twenty-tEree," the marqulse
declared.
Phyllis laughed softly.
We'll" she said, II do not think that
l shall amend my IDEALS for the sake of
The Vicomte de Bergiiiac."
Tell me child" she said. "You mean,
then, that of the two-your English
Sir George Duncombe and Henri-that
you would prefer Sir George?"
Phyllis looked at her with twinkling
eyes.
You would really like to known she
asked.
Yes"
"Sir George overwhelmingly"
The marquise seemed to have recov-
cred her good spirits.
Come, little one" she said, "you
lose color in the house. l will take
you for a drive"