The Detroit times., 1909-06-04
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CHAPTER xIx-(contlnued.)

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| ly and since he could not very well
| help himself. with this boisterous new
corner, in whom Quaintance recogniz-
ed his own namesake, the man he had
! first seen in Cornoyer's company at
the Cornucopia club in New York. He
was dressed for motoring, and looked
more prosperous now that he had at
that date.
Who's your friend, j. u" he de-
handed bat sCorrIuyer was convenient
! ~ deaf. and shook his head
"Oh, come on, fill up" the other III
sisted. Just this one round. And
maybe you won't have another chance,
for I'm going to get married. J. j.,
my boy! You never saw such a peach
OF IA girl as I've got on string up
stairs. and-we II both be rolling in
money.
Quaintance saw that he was not as
sober as he might have been. and paid
no attention to what he said further.
lie was in the midst of some huskily
confidential communication TO Corn
oyer when an misunderstanding man
with big black beard and mustache
bore down on him from the doorway,
reproached him hotly for wasting his
time thus. He rose, sulkily querulous
hut obedient, once more shook hands.
and departed unsteadily in the wake
of his masterful companion.
Cornoyer scowled at his back as he
went.
Il wish they had kept that fellow
in jail in New York" he muttered.
Let us go home now, Newman.
They passed through the deserted
l. Il ct N
Ouaintance looked right and left to
see how the land lay Standing there
while Cornoyer went back to buy Gig
arets, he caught sight of two dim fig
urcs at the blind end OF the Impasse,
recognized in them his unworthy
namesake and that individuals black
| bearded friend. They seemed TO be
| engaged In angry argument. They
turned away from the low door at
which they were standing. passed rap
| idly. without noticing him in the shad-
ow and turned the corner into cross
street, Quaintance lit "A cigar eXpedi-
tiously. and started with Cornoyer to
| find cab.
How is the sorehead now?' asked
that astute gentleman as they drove
across the silent Isle de la Cite. i
saw a duchess at the Blue Rabbit, but
not the Duchess DIES Reeves. There are
plenty of peaches in Paris, Newman,
and even that frst-water cad OF n
Quaintance has found one to marry
| him-the same girl he made to Kiss
| him before he would mend her auto
mobile
"Who?" asked Quaintance stupidity.
1.-THE one that he told us about at
the club i'm New York-when you and
| OFerral were so cross with me.
Quaintance stared at him through
the darkness. unable to understand
But how the devil can he marry
her If she's the Duchess DIES Reeves al
ready?" he demanded eXplosively, Tor
getting in his own bewilderment That
| Cornoyer knew nothing OF her. i
| bought the duchess car from her be-
fore she left the other side he ex-
planned rapidly. "and that's how |
came TO know that it was he who
held her up in It. But she didn't kiss
him"
"Of course not" Cornoyer remark
cd cheerfully Il did not believe him.
He's always too soused to know what
he saws. Forget himH'
Tell me all You know about him,
! j. j" Quaintance begged, his mind
full Of dark and deadly suspicious.
Who is be? Who're does he nail
from? What did he tell you tonight?'
His name is Quaintance, Cornoyer
replied readily, stephen Quaintance.
He told me when | first met him he
had just come from Africa to New
York to marry his cousin because she
was a millionairess. lie told me a
lot of hot air about his travels--where
he could get lot Of rose-diamonds
whenever he wanted 10. and so On.
Tonight he said he had found her and
she was a peach-the same one he told
Us about at the club. And so he is go.
ing TO marry her.
But how Is he going to do that. II
Des Reeves has married her first, eh?"
He's a damned imposter!" cried