The Havre herald. [volume] (Havre, Mont.) 1904-1908, 1908-04-08
The Roupell Mystery
By Au t n q anv lie

Harriet" he said. you are quite right
to stand by her. 1t would be but poo,
return on your part for all her kindness
to you if you didn't; but in wronging
me she has wronged you as well. In
opposing our union, she not only wrecks
my happiness. but yours
He was quieter presently. In the soft
ening influence Of Harriet Wetlon's pres
cnce his evil genius seemed to desert him
The angry expression of his features re-
laxed. They sat side by side and began
to talk. Still pleading with him, Harriet
Weldon strove to persuade her lover to
abandon his intention of Immediately
leaving France.
Il have given you all my heart" she
said, tearfuly, "and now you are going
away, perhaps forever-but bark, what
| sound is that" ..
| She leaned out Of the window and list
ened intently for a moment. The sound
of wheels on the carriage drive was dis
tinctly audible. She rushed to the man
! tlepiece where little clock stood ticking
| away the precious moments.
| 1T is long past twelve" she exclaim-
| ed. That's their carriage we hear.
| They've come back from the opera. o,
| Charlie, go, go, l beg you, while you can
| get away" M
Van I4ith turned at once to go. For
a moment only, he held her to his breast.
| Into that brief interval of time were COM
| pressed a hundred different emotions.
| which stirred him as he had not been
stirred for many a day.
| II cannot, yet / must leave YOU" he
cried.
| He bowed his head little and kissed
her twice upon the lips. She trembled
violently but thrust him away from her,
repeating in tones of entreaty:
''Be careful! o, do be careful ~
He was himself once more He placed
the half-fainting form of the girl upon
the sofa. and hurried away. He was
about to commence his descent from the
window. and had already swung the old
fashioned diamond-paned sash half way
open. when Harriet. in whose agitated
mind the fear Of discovery overcame all
feminine weakness, rushed forward. and,
catching hold of his arm, exclaimed:
You are too late Come back. Be
quick, or you will be seen"
Van Lith had just time to close the
window when. through chink in the cur
tains, he saw hooded barouche, drawn
BY two powerful horses, sweep rapidly
around the bend of the avenue and draw
up at the main entrance of the chateau
From the vehicle there alighted gentle
man of about thirty years of age. With
a great show of attention he first assist
ed young lady, evidently still in hel
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solicitude placed his nattily gloved han6
at the disposal of the third occupant Of
the carriage, gray-haired lady, evident
ly we'll advanced in years, FOR she leaned
heavily upon the shoulders of both he
companions. She shivered slightly as sh
stood upon the gravel path in the moon
light, notwithstanding that the night wa
warm.
There were traces yet of extreme beau
ty in this woman's features, who, a.
Sarah Graham, had once been the toast 0
the club rooms in fashionable New York
1t was still the face of a refined and cul
tured American lady. The nose WAS thil
and aquiline, and an expression at one
naughty, yet kindly withal, sat upon tn
mobile, nervous lips. Jewels hashe
upon her still firm neck and her littl
wrists She held herself erect and he
eyes flashed proudly, as she looked upo
her splendid home.
Emily, my dear, have left my shaw
in the carriage. Will you please han
it to me? Monsieur Chabot, your arm.
The younger lady at once sprang light
> ly into the carriage, and returning wit
the shawl, wrapped it closely about he
aunt There was an inexpressible tel
derness in the action. ..-
How thoughtless of me, dear. 70
might have taken cold. Don't ring, MOI
sieur Chabot. l have a latch key. Al
, here Is Pierre Pierre, are you sittin
, up? I hope there's some supper read.
for I'm hungry as l can be. Come, aunt
let's 60 in"
:, But something seemed to have attrac
a ed Nine Roupell's attention. She will
drew her hand from the arm of her ma
s escort, and adjusting her monocle,
e dainty toy of gold and ivory, gazed stea
/ i3y at the upper windows of the chatea
q isn't it rather strange, my dear, thu
/ there's a light in Harriet's room?
0 thought she was going to bed. 1t h
q headache was no worse than that, 81
:. might as we'll have accompanied us tn
?. evening. When | was young girl, Mo
Ii uieur Chabot. it would have taken som
ching more than headache to keep L
n away from the opera"
y NJ. Chabot smiled. and showed h
y white teeth pleasantly.
| MADAME can still teach us inexpel
T. snced people how to enjoy life" he I
IT marked, calamity. 1T remained for t
United States to send to France anoth
!" Ninon D'Enclos, to prove that charmi
d women never grow old"
q. Really, Monsieur Chabot. am Owe
It whelmed. For simplicity and natur
II ness in compliment, my dear Emily,
,t me recommend this hatterer."
id Nine. Roupell's favorite pastime W
# to make NJ. Chabot believe that his {
es aggerated praises of her as a great. Ia
struck home. One of her sayings vi
" Il like Monsieur Chabot. He is such
&c sincere humbug," but she must have rea
~ been a little moved on this occasion,