The Detroit times., 1909-01-11

who had made me believe he was go
ing To London stood before me. ON.
II could forget; II | could die"
She threw herself down on the
lounge. burying her face in her hands.
Rrachard had grown as cold as Ice
and as emotionless as a piece OF iron.
He moved slowly toward her
What's your lovers name" he de-
marded quietly.
All. no. no." she cried
What's his name he repeated.
Il won't go as FAR as that. she
answered. sitting up again.
You needn't" he cried explosively.
III know | know very we'll It's
| Michel Brazac naming man who
1 frequented the soirees OF the Marquise
! d Apdeline
/ She heard the name quite indiffcr.
emily. and he noted her indifference
eagerly.
Quite likely" she said
1T isn't Michael Brazac." he said,
! Gecisiyely. Wait. | remember now
lie Beaume, Alphonse lie Beaume
He's been with you every day"
! That's good idea" she said with
absolute carelessness. moving indf.
I ferently away from him. "Alphonse
lie Beaume."
You mean no" her husband said.
! Didn't YOU promise me not to ask
questions ,"
Il won't ask any more" Brachard
said. Not another one. For I've got
my man You needn't speak his name.
i know him. And tomorrow my Sec
onds shall see him. Well fight. and
III kill him like rabbit"
( BIachard spoke boastingly. watching
! his wife narrowly as he spoke. She
suddenly burst out laughing at his last
words.
That's good; you make me laugh az
last" she said
And | was waiting for that laugh"
brachard said, with sinister emphasis.
ITS such funny thing TO you" he
went on because you know that IL
we fight. your lover and |. II Is he who
will Kill me. All. now you don; laugh.
caught. Ell? That laugh OF yours played
him nasty trick. your cut-throat, your
iduelist, your crack swordsman. Jerome
I lie Govain."
/ He brought out the name OF Govain
with the snarl OF an enraged wolf.
/ Marie sprang 10 her feet. drawing
/ back from him for the first time in
/ real fear--fear for herself. for him. for
, Govain.
! 1T isn't true" she cried. hurriedly.
You didn't take the trouble to deny
: the others" Brachard cried, bending
toward her. his face worked into the
shape OF a grotesque mask. II said
/ I'D make you tell. You've told me
twice. Twice you've betrayed your
friend"
Have II your own way. then" Marie
said with weak assumption OF indif-
ference
It's too late for that" Brachard
sneered do you think you can catch
me. poor innocent? Stronger than You
have tried and failed. They may de
ceive me. but they don't get me. It's
who have them
Brachard's primal passions . were
aroused. He was the laborer again.
with muscles aching TO avenge his
wrongs He glared at the woman who
had deceived him. as he triumphed I'm
the success Of the strategy by which
he had learned the name OF the man
Anne Marie looked at him and saw
again before her the laborer. the man
OF mighty muscles in whom the most
terrible passions were held in restraint
by an iron will.
"Dockmsn." she exclaimed.
"Dockman. II you like" Brachard
cried. but dockman badly duped.
Badly Badly duped,"
; I'm the pause that followed he partly
re gained his composure I'm little
tired my self.' he said. We both need
rest. You'd better go
At least. thank YOU for that" Anne.
Marie said. as she started hastily
! toward her door.
+ Brachard again stepped before her.
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