Iowa County democrat. [volume] (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1877-1938, 1909-10-21

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wish" she said, family, and he led
her TO a chair.
The marquis face bIazed.
"Am I to be disobeyed in my own
house?" he said, in loud, ringing
voice. Leave the room, gentlemen,
and leave me to this man. You
dare"
Harry stepped to the door
cone moment" he said. THE mar
chioness wishes you to remain"
The marquis sprang to his feet.
"TnsoIent scoundreI!" he eXclaim-
ed. "Do you dare-this house is
mine. Leave it, or I hand you over
to justice!
Harry smiled and the smile was
more ominous than many worGs.
NO." he said, gently, "the house
is the Lady Of Darracourts, my lord,
Mr.. Head" and he turned to that
gentleman, who stood petrifed with
amazement at the strange compHca-
ton, "the Marquis Of Merle has &C
cused me Of burglary and theft. /
am here waiting the constable who
is to take me in charge. Whether
/ am innocent or guilty matters lit
tie at this moment But meanwhile
a forgery is committed, and the man
who presents the check declares
that the person who gave it to him
is-the marquis. / am ready to go
to prison, but on one condition only,
that the man and the marquis are
charged with the forging and pres
entation of the check which the
marchioness disowns."
The marquis sank into his chair
-checkmated.
Mr.. Head locked from one to an
other; the detective kept one hand
upon Mr. Sinclair, while he tOyed
with the other with the fandcuffs
concealed in his pocket.
At last the marquis spoke
This is braggart insolence!" he
said, his eyes gIistening. 81 know
nothing of this check; but I can un.
derstand hat a mistake may Nave
been made, and'-slOwIy and sig
nifcantIy-"I will undertake to see
that Mr. Sinclair comes to no harm
If you will leave him here, gentle
mon, l VIII promise to produce him
if it should be required"
"There!" he cried do you hear?
The marquis is responsible for me
he'll answer for me! Does that look
as if I had forged the check? Take
your hand off, will your
The detective looked to M Head
for instructions. There was evident
Iy something behind the case. He
did not want to rake up a scandal
in high life.
Mr.. Head looked at Lucille.
what shall I do, my Iady?" he
said, in a low voice.
Lucille raised her sad, weary eyes
to his face, then turned them to
Harry.
He saw that she was tried almost
beyond enduranCe-that her streng- h
was falling her, and he said, gentry:
Accept the marquis OFFER"
The marquis shot a furious glance
at him.
What business is this or yours,
sir?" he demanded
Mr.. Sinclair stole around the table
Hush! Don't-don't riel him. Let
him settle il"
And at the warning whisper the
marquis subsidized
do as you like" he said. waving
his hand. Il do not understand this
this mys. cry. No doubt Mr. Sin
clair will explain to me privately"
Mr. Head made a motion to r@e
door
Lucille arose, and Harry unlocked
the door for then to pass out.
As he did so voice was heard in
the haIl-a woman's voice-inquiring
if the marchiouess was in. 1t was
Marie Noner's. The footman, who
had seen Lucille pass down the hall
in her outdoor things, replied in the
negative.
NO then I will wait I must see
her. Could you tell m, if Mr.. Herne
has been here?" she asked in a quick.
anxious tone.
Lucille started.
1T is Marie." she said. "Oh, let
me go to her."
Harry kept her back gently, and
went into the hall.
At sight of him Marie uttered a
cry of relief and JOY, and, fiinging
up her veil, dashed to his side.
"Oh, Harry, what has happened?
Why have you left me so SUDDENLY
Almost on our wedding eve, too
she got no further, for Mr.. Sinclair,
who stood as if her voice had turned
him to stone, seemed to return to
life, and with a spring dashed past
the men and reached the hail at the
moment Marie was clinging to Har-
rvs arm.
She uttered a cry and sank back
from the white face with its red
spots of furious passion.
"You!" she gasped.
Yes, me-" he shouted. What are
you clinging 20 him for? What do
you call him Harry for? What's this
about your marriage day?'
Marie stood trembling, speeches..
Harry looked from her to Sinclair.
Are you mad?" he said, sternly.
What do you know of this lady?"
"Wha- do I know" Mr.. Sinclair
broke off with a wild, shriu laugh.