Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-11-23
"Hush!" groaned the general. 4"

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Hush" groaned the general. AR
thur, pray speak to her!"
II WILL" said Arthur, gravely; "since
you have said so much, Paulette, pray
go on, and present us to this husband
Of yours in due form. You have not
yet called his name"
The sullen figure against the wal
started up.
Stand away from that door!" he
burst out, land let me pass! What the
deuce do you mean by interfering be-
tween a man and his wife? She was
married to me before she ever laid eyes
on either Of you"
"Paulette," repeated Arthur Guilte
as though he had not heard a word, e.
ask you again, will you tell me tni.
mans name?"
1t is Guy ST. John," she answered
averting her face from his with a ges.
ture Of despair.
Indeed" said Arthur Guilte, turn.
ing toward Paulette's husband; "ant
where, may I ask, did you get thai
name?"
Where does any man get hii
name?" was the sullen answer; land
what is 1t to you, anyway"
you tell me, then, that 1t Is right
fully yours?" urged Arthur, advancing
slowly toward him.
Surely"
"Then," shouted Arthur Guilte, 'you
are q false scoundrel, and have nc
more right to that name than I have
than l had four years ago, when. hid
ing under 1t, married in secret the
actress, little Paulette!" He looked al
the girl, who stood stark and still be-
side the old general. My poor child
he said, do you not see, In spite OF
all the change that has taken place In
me. that am st. John-the wild, hot
headed boy you married that night In
Cambridge-who deserted you, indeed
but only to leave a better guardian IN
his place-the cid man who had for
given and bor1 with him through all
his wild YOUTH"
The false st. John made a second
rush for the door, but was seized and
held fast by the general.
Come" cried Arthur, Il must kno"
who this clever imitation. Of my for
mer voice and person is. Throw on
your disguise, or by heavens! I'll strip
1t from you!"
There was a fierce struggle. Who
ever he was, he resisted stoutly. Ar
thur Guilte, far stronger In arms and
muscle, pinned him against the door
he could not open, and tore away by
main force cloak. hat, false hair and
brows-all the cunning disguise, In
fact, save the stain on the skin, and
the lines drawn about the mouth and
eyes.
Exactly as l thought, Mr.. Trent
said sArthur Guilte, as the lawyer stood
reShed to the two, red and furious
Nov your natural voice, and you are
yourself again"
With q cry, Paulette flung herself
into the arms of the old general.
Polly" he began, half in sadness,
half in Joy, my boy had his wild early
years, like all others boys. and we quar-
relied. was too severe with him by
half, and he left me, and went royster-
Ing off under the name Of st. John, to
starve at scene painting for second
rate theatres. / bore 1t while-kept
1t to myself, too-Trent and Hilda Burr
thought him on his travels-then set
out alone to find my prodigal, and
bring him home. I wrote him Of my
arrival in Boston"
"The letter." put in Arthur, Il re-
ceived at Miss Nightingale's party"
And the next day." went on the
general, came that shooting affray
from which he fed direct to me, and
confessed his marriage, his jealousy OF
his child wife, and conjured me to go to
her, to befriend her, but in nowise to
let her know that ! was kith or kin OF
his. Before nightfall my boy was on
his way to Europe, and I was racking
my brains to decide on some course to
pursue with his deserted wife. You
know the rest, Polly. When his wild
adventurous life had changed him be-
yond recognition, the thought was Ar
thurs to return and WOO you again
under another name. I saw you were
wretched at times, and that till your
mind was at rest regarding St John,
my boy would speed i'll in his wooins--
hence that blunderins notice Of st
Johns death-for, faith, he was dead
and buried in good earnest! 1 little
thought to what an account our friend
Trent was to turn the little item"
Well" said Mr. Trent, promptly re-
gaining his usual sang froid, 1T was
a bold game, 1 allow, but you must
admit that it succeeded tolerably well
Half an hour later, my dear Arthur,
fear you would not have found your
wife. neither this night nor for many a
night to come"
The villainous meaning In these
words turned Arthur's face ghastly
white.
You scoundrel!" he roared; "wha,
did YOU mean to do with herr"
Since my plan has proved a fall
ure," said Mr.. Trent, beginning to ar
range his disordered toilet, "the part
still undeveloped think l will keep to
myself"
You shall confess" cried Arthur
through his teeth, .or leave this spot
for a common Jail"
Neither the one nor the other an
swered Mr.. Trent. airily. You cannot
resort to harsh measures, because. un-
fortunately for you. my dear client ano
your equally dear granduncle will new
er allow It."
Arthur looked from the brazen face
Of the lawyer to that Of the general
The ultant tone of Trent was not t
be mistaken-it meant conscious pow.
er and security. The old soldiers eyes