The Detroit times., 1909-06-09
In Society

Al OOSANSy
An INFORMAL reception in honor OF
Prof. w. Is. Arbaugh, superintendent
or the .Ypsilnnti public schools, viii
be held in. the home OF Charles Nj.
Woodruff No. 27S East Grand boule,
ward. Friday evening. June IL, TO witch
are invited graduates OF the lpsllanll
] Union seminary and the lpsilantl
| High school. The organization OF a
! Detroit alumni association will be dis.
cussed, and also the matter OF attend
ing the annual alumni banquet, Thurs.
day evening, June IL
Miss Gertrude NisgeI gave a thea
ter party Monday evening In honor or
Miss Kathleen Rose Thompson, June
bride Tuesday evening. Miss Kath''
crime Sullivan will give a kitchen
shower for Miss Thompson. and sat
urday, Mrs. George +. Monaghan will
give a luncheon III her honor.
The Detroit Engineering society will
meet Friday evening in the Detroit
Museum OF Art, where George II. Kim
Ddll Will lTdh RupSi vi AeoHNss
Terminals In Detroit
Norman Hackett. who has been the
guest OF his mother and sister on
Fourth.aYe., has gone TO New York.
He will sail July / for Europe.
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where the duchessSnd Fanchette were
still standing in almost equal amaze
ment.
your pardon he said bowling
courteously. and both recognized him
at the same instant. He was the
same man whom the duchess had met
first at Martins, then on the seashore
at Stormport. and lastly, at the Elysee,
the same TO whom Fanchette had sold
her mistress runabout, whose car she
| had commandeered. Your pardon,
said he, but we've overheard all that's
passed We were waiting outside-at
your service. You had nothing more
to fear from these fellows. and -
He sprang forward. caught at the
duchesse or she would have fallen.
Her overtaxed strength had failed her,
and she lay helpless in mis- arms for
blissful moment ere he carried her
10 the sofa.
Fanchette, scarcely less overcome,
flew TO her. and for brief space they
mingled their tears. sobbing without
restraint since the most hurtful STRAIN
of the terror they had undergone was
thus lately relieved. And the chief OF
their rescueIs stood staring wickedly
AT their ageressors until the sobs
ceased, the duchesse looked up woeful-
! ". and met his eyes again so that
their anger died and there was only
left lin them a look of longing, at
which she flushed. SO family that lie
did not notice It.
Tell me what has happened, please,
Mr.. Newman" she begged piteously,
ignoring all else in her stress Of mind.
Il have been held prisoner here for
"a hours. and don't understand
Il must tell you, to star with said
Quaintance quickly, and | must ask
you to believe all say without ques-
ton meantime, that my name Ism I
Newman. I'm Stephen Quaintance,
Miles Quaintance's nephew"
You're a damned liar" cried Seaser
from the background. furiohsly, on the
impulse of the moment I'm Stephen
Ouaintance, not you And | can prove
what ] say. Don't believe him. Dag
mar. He must be mad"
Ouaintance wheeled toward him
with a look which BODIED him ILL.,
you ring off" he ordered impera-
lively. Break his head with the butt
If your gun. O'Ferral, if he opens his
mouth again till he's told to-"
O'Ferral made as if to hey him, AMI
Seager subsidized, glaring. his mind in
ferment.
Il changed my name because of my
uncle's will, and SO that you shouldn I
have 10 marry me You are Dagmar
| Lorraine. aren't you?"
She nodded.
And Duchesse des Reeves" she said
drearily. oppressed anew by the knowl-
4 edge that neither man nor woman NAV
safely interfere with the dictates or
fate II married the Due des Reeves as
soon as | heard of Mr.. Quaintance's
death, to escape
TO escape me-" Quaintance supple
mented, as she paused, at loss to ex-
plain herself without hurting his feei-
ings He lowered his voice
Il made the mistake of my life when
| | discarded my own identity, Dagmar.
But did IL for your sake. that you
might have my uncle's money and your
Lswn freedom"
+ Her eyes fell again before his ana
the story they told her Her face was
suffused now. But she would be hon
est with him at all costs. Il. too. made
great mistake" she said, very grave
" I'm a low whisper. and Fanchette. an
arm about her. fondled her trembling
hand
I'VE have both paid very dearly for
our independence. commented Quaint
ance I'm a grievous voice. "but--you
are safe now at any rate"
"They tell mo my husband is dead"
she said. starting UP. suddenly recalled
to the actualities of her position.
"They say he's dead-here, down.
stairs"
Ito Be Continued.)