Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1909-06-18
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CHAPTER XIV.

The Misses Winters Hear More About
Miles Quaintance's Will
Neither Fanchette nor her young mis-
tress was we'll acquainted with those
parts of Paris where dwell such as would
live unnoticed, and, when they reached
The great city, in the same train by
which Dirck Arendsen Travelled, they were
very much at a loss.
Since 10 elude observation by any or
monsieur's people was their ehiet OBJECT
;Lev turned to seek out some private
Lodging. Fanchette had bethought her
self of a country woman and gossip OF
hers who had. in years gone by, let rooms
In the Rue des Trois Freres, and thither
they made their way.
There the girl threw herself discon-
solately into a chair beside the window
OF her little chamber and looked out with
weary eyes at the dull dingy street. What
she saw and heard there was all so dlt-
ferent from the clean, sweet solitude OF
the quiet bungalow on Peconic bay that
she could by no means shake on the de-
lection induced by the contrast. And
neither was this the Paris which she had
known. Circumstances had changed very
sadly for her since she had ceased to be
an inmate of the modest pension on the
Avenue Marceau, since that fateful day
on which she had kissed the two old
maids there goodby, gone out into an
unknown world to shape her own desti-
ny to her own ideas. Some day, perhaps
she would be free, and while she lived
she would fight for her freedom. She
was a soldiers daughter, and for her
there could be no surrender.
That afternoon they spent indoors, but
next day they drove to the bank In
which she had been forced to leave such
funds as had been lying there on the
occasion of her hurried flight from
France, and which she had not since felt
safe to send for. lest in doing so she
should afford her enemy clew to her
whereabouts. 1t was no great amount
not much more than 10000 francs, accu-
INFLATED from the liberal allowance Miles
ouaintance had made her during her So
journ in Europe, but it was a comfort to
have 1t once more in her own possession.
IAN will go well now" she confided to
Fanchette. Tomorrow, think, we may
leave Cor London"
why not tonight ma'mselle?" Fan
Ghetto asked eagerly. Delay may bring
danger and-monsieur is powerful in Par
is. even from great distance"
Tonight. then, If you wiil," the girl
| agreed readily.
When they reached the Rue des Trois
Freres, however, the concierge came for
ward, chuckling causlessly, to tell them
that there was a visitor waiting them
Their irespressible start of dismay did not
escape his sharp eyes.
'Eh bien, Mile. Fanchette" said he to
himself in a tone of great satisfaction.
1T is now that you must feel sorry you
spoke rudely to Andre yesterday"
They entered their little parlor, in trep-
ldation to find a stranger installed there,
man of eoldly official aspect, with
something Of the professional ferret about
him, who turned out to be an agent de
surete from the prefecture.
He explained his mission. politely
enough, but with obvious indifference.
The declaration of identity made by Mile.
Lorraine on entering the country was be-
Iieved to be misleading one. The chief
OF police directed that she and the per-
son described as Fanchette Lefevre should
remain in their present quarters and I'M
der surveillance pending some inquiry by
the department into madamoiselle's an
| tecedents.
But this is an outraged" the girl ex-
claimed. 1.-The chief Of police is apparent
/ ly not aware that I'm an American"
"Madamoiselle is allowed every liberty
of movement" he suggested, smoothly,
except as regards leaving Paris. 1t
might be that application to the Ameri-
can consul would serve to put matters
right for her"
She shook her head vexedly, knowing
that such recourse had been cut OFF by
her own conduct. And the man did not
fail to observe the involuntary action,
from which he drew his own conclusions.
He rose to go.
| "Madamoiselle will be closely watch
ed" he warned her.
But for how long?" she asked, in des-
peration.
Until further notice. Word will be sent
as soon as the surveillance can safely be
| discontinued"
The two women looked at each other
aghast. as his footsteps sounded more
| family and ceased. Fanchette crept
across to a window and. peering there
from. saw him stop on the opposite pave
ment to exchange a few words with a
shadowy-looking nondescript lounging in
a low doorway there. Both looked up in
her direction, and, I'm spite of the muslin
screen which sheltered her from their
| gaze. she shrank back.
I'VE may almost give up the struggle.
il seems, Fanchette." said the girl after a
! long interval. during which she had been
| counting every remaining chance. Her
eyes were heavy. her tone was one of
hopeless encouragement. ITO carry il
on now would be to court needless scan
dal. We have nothing to fear from the
/ police, while we don't attempt to evade
them. We are free to come and go as
we please. in Paris. This is no more than
monsieur's method of OBTAINING us until
he comes"
Fanchette nodded her comprehension,
but was not comforted. She was a peas
ant woman of the Vendee, where mon
sieur, too. had been born. Her humble
| home had lain under the swart shadow
| of his fathers great fortalice at Ia
Roche-Segur, which was his now Some
thing OF the old feudal awe oppressed her
in his presence, and she had an absurd
belief in the scope of his powers.
She put a brave face on IL. none the
less. for the girls sake, and they two
kept each other thus in countenance dur
ing the dreary days that ensued. The
shabby-looking nondescript kept careful
watch, but Fanchette had become accus-
TONED to his company and even plucked
up courage to suggest that the girl and
she might as well go out and get some
fresh air, IL only for health's sake.
| That afternoon, therefore, they pro-