The San Juan islander. [volume] (Friday Harbor, Wash.) 1898-1914, 1907-10-26
The Roupell Mystery
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CHAPTER l.
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had been clouds over Paris; but on the
approach of evening the sun had come
out, and, descending in blaze OF glory
tinged the housetops with a merry gio"
and FURNISHED the waters or the eeiiie
with a golden, mellow light. Inc smail
suhurb of Villeneuve distant from the
French capital but fourteen miles. shared
this generous halo of brilliant coiorihs.
1t lacked just fifteen minutes OF eleVeh
o'clock when the moon, which was nearl!
at the full, rose with slow and majestic
motion above the horizon. and hung sus
pended between earth and heaven like a
huge silver lamp. The great trees which
almost surrounded the chateau NllleneuVe
cast across the smooth and velvety lawns
their deep shadows. From the cha1eau
itself, the light of a solitary lamp, par
ing to q few mere twinkling rays. shone
ftfuIIy. 1t came from a window III the
left wing of the building. Remote from
the great metropolis, the hush OF pro-
found peace was here upon everything
save when stirred by the soft breeze from
the south, the leafy branches OF tenderest
green rustled and moved gently to ana
fro.
In the deep shade of an enormous oak
which seemed to keep watch and Ward
over the sleeping inmates, stood young
man named Charles Van Lith. to whom
every familiar object but conjured up to
his ardent Imagination the interior OF
that family illuminated apartment. ms
silent watcher continued to gaze for some
moments in the direction of the chateau.
His demeanor was that of one undecided
as to hat course to pursue. Twice he
stepped from the shadow of the tree and
placed his foot upon the gravel walk. and
as many times retraced his footsteps
At length he issued forth more boldly.
though not without caution. to prevent
the crunching of his shoes upon the
gravel. and stood beneath the window.
Picking up two or three small pebbles,
he threw them against the glass. His
heart beat somewhat faster than its wont
as, after the third essay. a girl of abou,
nineteen years of age. who had been read
ing by the light of the lamp, left her
seat and, opening the swinging easement.
looked out upon the night.
''Who is there?" she asked, in tone
which indicated some alarm, but singu-
larly sweet and musical.
Its Its Charles" replied the young
fellow; don't be frightened. l must see
you, if only for a moment. l am going
away. l am leaving France. l return
to America Tomorrow"
ooh. nonsense" exclaimed the girl.
"You are saying this just to try me-"
nnt riof' ~
answered Van Lith. MY passage is al
ready taken. 1 sail from Havre to-mor-
row afternoon"
why did you not let me know
earlier?" she asked.
II was afraid to write. You know
your aunt strictly forbade it. But, Har-
riet, can't l get in, if only for a few
mOments?
Il really don't see how you can"
Harriet Weldon began, when the faint re-
monstrance died away upon her lips.
Selling the strong stem of a thick vine
which ran near the window, and assisted
by the trellis work. the young athlete be-
low commenced an ascent which to an
Older man would have proved an impossi-
BILE feat. In few moments his hand was
on the window sill and, the next instant
he had leaped lightly into the chamber.
Harriet, the first raptures of their meet
Ing over. begged him to be gone but he,
sitting beside her on the low window seat,
urged his plea for further time so elo-
quently that she yielded, and could not
find it in her heart to dismiss him at
once The lovers, too, had a hundred
condolences to interchange. Harriet told
Van Lith how, since his quarrel with her
aunt, the prosecutions of a certain NJ
Chabot had become well-nigh intolerable
She was afraid, moreover, that Nine
Roupell favored his suit
"And now you are going to America
Charles, and there will be no one to
stand between us. l am sure the man
has not even the excuse of loving me. II
is my dowry he is after He is, no doubt
aware that Madame Roupell has made q
will in favor of Emily and myself
Charles Van Lith could only clench his
fist in impotent rage. To the house where
he had once been an honored and vel
come guest he now had to come like q
thief In the night to seek a farewell in
tervlew with the only being on earth who
yet loved and trusted him. In his MIND
there was a burning sense of injustice
The cold and severe tones in which Nine
Roupell had dismissed him seemed still
ringing in his ears
DO not Co." pleaded Harriet. 81 an
certain that it will not be long before m,
aunt will relent; that, after all, she reall,
thinks great deal of you; stay, and
will myself go to her on the first oppor
tunity which offers and plead YOU,
cause"
You are more hopeful than / am.
replied Van Lith, bitterly. IF I hat
been treated with any show of Justice
why, | would not care But your aun
is prejudiced against me. l am wei
aware that Monsieur Chabot has sougb
to undermine her confidence in me. an,
ne has succeeded. l tell you, Harriet
when l think of all these things it make
me desperate man."
He had been pacing the floor restlessl,
with long, impatient strides. His fac
was flushed with anger. With the mem
DRY of Nine. RoupelPs merciless treat
ment aroused anew within him. he coul,
hardly restrain himself.