The Washington times., 1910-10-22
CHAPTER XIX.
Lucie Calls at The Waldorf.

= ENGAGED rooms at the Waldorf,
according to the millionaire's or
ders. He lived on the avenue. ten
minutes walk from the hotel.
Every morning he came TO call for me
70 take me down 10 his Office. I did
not have a minute TO myself. He
treated me Just as though 1 were the
real Douglass.
He kept his word with firm ten
acity. He explained to me the working
OF his business and instructed me in
ny new duties with a simplicity of
manner that was almost disconcertinS.
I took him as my model. and soon
adapted myself to my ambiguous posi-
fion as though II were perfectly
natural He never referred to the past.
In putting the ocean between me and
my country seemed to have lost my
real personality. ana ! had now reach
ed a point where I acknowledged but
one wilI-the au-powerful Will OF Ad-
Olson Kingsley. the paper king
He went to considerable pains 10
teach me how TO fulfill satisfactorily
r the role which he had given me, and
I ought to admit that I exerted ALL
the energy and good will of which I
was capable. He seemed pleased and
congratulated me.
Charles, you're the man." he said.
st vas afraid I should clash with you.
You We're such a ninny. You were so
womanish at times. but now I really
think you have something in you. You
are a trustworthy man and deserve your
position. have made a better deal
OF It than I thought"
The adoption of L. who occupied
rooms with me at the Waldorf, was ac-
complished quickly. The formalides for
adopting a child in America were not so
complicated as in France. Henceforth
L would be known as Theodore Doug
lass, an American citizen l gave him
his liberty and plenty Of money 10
spend 1 had decided not to let him
know what / had discovered on the
boat Neither did / tell the millionaire
that l knew he was hiding Lucie We'll
In his own home Il was quite certain
that Polydore and Addison Kingsley
thought I was their dupe-
/ had no trouble in learning that Poly
dOre passed his entire day with Lucle.
They went all OverNOWn together.
My father he said one evening on
returning from the Metropolitan Opera
81 am the happiest man in the world"
He stood before me, 'faultlesSly at
tired. his face beaming with happiness.
I bent my head to hide the hopeless
ness and grief that had crept into my
eyes. Nv son had no soul. The miser-
able wretch whose passion had driven
him TO matricide was happy in having
found the girl who was responsible for
his mothers death and his fathers eX-
patriatiOn, weak, sOulleSs, abnormal
creature that he was
And he called il lOVe-'1Ove that makes
the world go round" that stirs poor hui
manitv from the cradle to the tomb.
/ wanted to learn more about LuCie
Well but ii was difficult TO satisfy my
curiosity unless I broke through the re-
4 cd MI ali
SO / was obliged TO wait for events 10
Iun their course.
I had not long to wait, however 1t
seemed that madcmoisele wanted 10
satisfy her curiosity Just as much as
did. Business called the millionaire out
Of town for few days. and LUcit
thought she would profit by his absence
TO pay me a visit at my hotel.
Her FIRST words put me at my ease al
once Her manner was Just as frank
as il had been in that accused house
in NeUilly.
well, I am not sOrry TO find you
again. she said as she held out her
hand to me. ''But what a facet Mon
Dieu, but your looks have not improved
Your face looks as though II had beer
skinned TO enable one 10 study the mus
cles"
Instead Of being ANNOYED at her tone
1 tried 10 reply in the same manner.
And YOU. my little friend. YOU make
ire feel as though / were meeting one
returned from tie dead. but / am no
afraid Of ghosts"
l took her furs from her and led hel
10 comfortable chair
Well she said, couldn't you ordel
some sherry. 1t viii make the CONVEX
saE"n run smoothly, and, besides, an
thirsty"
rang and ordered the wine
50 you are not dead?' / said, smilin:
a her.
She burst into one Of her gay laughs
which showed off so we'll her pearl!
teeth behind her scarlet lips.
y cur jokes are lsruesome, monsieur
Now. talk little and talk well. Tine j
money they say here in America, yol
know, and we do not have the chanc
10 see each other every DAY. Mr.. Kings
lev has forbidden me TO call upon you
bat ! could not helD IT."
That's very nice coming from an oil
fancce,' i replied, smiling
She went off into q peal Of Taught,
again The remembrance of our ma
rage bans, published at Neuilly, drew
tears Of mirth to her eyes. When sh