Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1909-11-12


dark, woeful eyes.
lette, land ask me no questions.
am ready to faint"
"Eh? Yes" replied Megrim; Il have
been to the market, you see. Now I go
to my humble home-far too humble
for mademoiselle; but such as 1t is, ]
place it at your service"
Hasten, then" said Paulette.
Megrim, pushing a passage smartly
through the crowd, set her face toward
the North End lodgings, where she had
received, not many weeks before, Mr..
George Trent
you have left monsieur the general, and
your fine home"
"Forever!" answered Paulette.
To the dingy tenement house they
came, and ascending the dirty stairs,
crowded with wrangling children, Me-
grim drew out key. opened her door,
and they entered.
Cherry looked the little room, with
its box Of mignonette blooming in the
window, and the canary singing cheer
fully in his cage above. Megrim set
chair for her guest, then swept the silk
and wire and artificial flowers Off her
work table, and spread it with clean
cloth for breakfast. AS Paulette laid
aside her hat, her utter pallor and ex-
haustion startled even the old French
woman.
"Ah! mademoiselle looks i'll, indeed"
said she. "Well, we'll, a cup Of choco-
late and an egg will revive you. All!
I little thought, when you went away
with monsieur the general, to ever see
you return like this!"
With a listless hand, Paulette took
the chocolate the old creature rendered,
slipped little, then put it down.
"Megrim!" she cried out suddenly,
"why. did you set him on my track?
Why did you tell him where he could
find and torment me?"
Meg1fm gave a great start.
"Who, mademoiselle?"
1.-THE man hate and fear above all
others-St. John"
Her old, carp-like face underwent a
swift change She fumbled with her
painted cups in confused way.
"Mademoiselle, he has returned to
you, then?"
"Yes! oh, yes!" wringing her hands.
"Dieu!" cried Megrim, in alarm: "has
he done you harm? He came here, he
asked about you, and I answered him.
Could do less?"
True, you did not know how learn
ed to abhor him"
"Ffe! The husband for whom you
had the grand passion four years ago!
Where is he? Does he know you are
here?"
God Forbid"
"And have you no money!" queried
Megrim. Surely monsieur the general,
with his great heart, did not let you
leave him empty -handed?"
Paulette drew out her purse, and laid
it's contents on the table.
Take it." she said; II shall find work
before the sun sets. I am going back
to the old life-to the stage"
"Mademoiselle, you look ready to
faint. Lie down now upon my little
bed, and rest"
"Rest?" she echoed, bitterly. Shall
1 ever again know the meaning Of the
word? How can one rest raked up In
hot coals?"
She sat down by the mignonette In
the window, and looked blankly out
over the neighboring roofs and CHM
ney pots, till the hands Of the clocks on
the steeples pointed to eleven. Then
Paulette arose, put on her outer gar
ments, and descended to the pavement.
From Megrim's lodgings, she made her
way into Hanover street, and up the
Row, till she came to the dark gray
front Of the old Museum. The morn
ing rehearsal was then, she knew, in full
blast. She ascended the stairs, and
paused at the office, throwing back
her veil.
us the stage manager here?" she
asked, Of the treasurer.
He recognized her at glance.
HE is on the stage" he answered.
Let me see him at once"
He motioned her to pass. She open
ed the door, ascended to the first gal
lery, stopped a moment before the
stage entrance, then touched the fa-
miliar spring by which the door opened,
and trod once more the boards where
she had trhumphed Of old.
(To be Continued.)