New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1910-07-03
The Strange Adventures of MIR.
John Smith in Paris
Confined 6oS, nGFs s

voice OF command she hlfeN. uS niSlClleSS,
abrupt. triumphant business tone
IF S-7,itl! remains locked up for week. i;
means = fortune for rne-a fortune OF mill
,n1,e h., SAID. " II by any chance he is re
fssses and finds me the second time. it
T7es1s-it means ruin. absolute Tuini
But wl7v2 the girl insisted.
H didn't answer the question. and for
some reason she didn't press 1t. Instead:
You are not a rlcl1 man, are you, Dad
dv5' she asked curIouSly. " | mean Tch in
tie sense of the great rIch men OF New
York
I'm :. pa1sper. compared to the Wall
Street crowd. Clarke replied steadily.
am worth perhaps three hundred thousand
dollars. perhaps less. However, if Smith
STAYS II 1ail for 3 week. lust week, III be
worth millions, Millions, Girlyi Do YOU I'M
derstard?
There was some inarticula1e noise II the
gjrlS throat. q sort OF gasp, and she rose.
He slim hands closed tightly behind her
hack; she stood rigid
! shall not ask YOU. Daddy, why II Is TO
VguT advantage Tor Mr.. Smith to remain IN
7ail. nor shall / ask you why he should have
submitted 10 arrest under Your name. But
there Is one thing | will ask. and | have a
right t. an answer, Why should anyone by
Voe- name be arrested What have YOU
fa-e-
Il -.ze picked nervouslv al the sheets with
,r. hand while the other gTipped the little
leather hag. There's nothing | can say to
ta.- Question now, he remarked slowly.
= was afraid YOU wouldn't answer it.
NIL 1,-. answer this: Has there been arv
ag- 81 -5,~honeSty2
THE words came holloway. with an effort
Glars, stared al her for long time Finally.
J. -- useless 10 continue such q converse
+.u- I VIII see the Marquis d'Aubignv
u-rr re calls.
I l- possible Tor a man IN your position
. banker. 81 raise . large sum Of money. Il
very large SUM 81 money. or TO have il IN
Trusted e. HIM -.r well, sayfoT investment:
WIN C--lv hat Is my business
H. fingers olo-ed more tightly on the lit
I'll. leather bag ~ ms ewes searched her face
ter .r. r-eauing of that singular question.
And ae F., looked she seemed to be overcome
su5ler't ~ a violent revulsion OF feeling
---5 Pre- -asn6 her on her knees beside the bed.
....- e..- face buried II the sheets. SobbiTg
Forgive me. Daddy" she pleaded.
Forgive me- It's all so strange. so unreal.
p .r understand. | don't suppose | ever
stall. ] think | am nOt-not quite myself
Clarke rested his hand on her radiant hair
i----l The storm OF sobs had passed and fierce
r. fought back some powerful emotion that
-vl ms WORDS. 10 You know what YOU
need more than anything else in the world?"
Pre- queT1ed gently at last, and this was the
-ler speaking. She looked up expectartly,
You need = good CIV. Run along now,
and don't disturb yourself about horrid
'hings YOU do-'t understand
THAT night Marquis d'Aubigny. . little
man OF indcterr1i1late age, immaculate.
taaf1sh even ii dress. with that si1lgularlv
ia,tasOrle expression OF the eyes that one
grows accustomed to seeing in the cafes OF
,re Champs ElyseeS. called and remained
.rrl Clarke for an hour. Edna. IN person.
.-1lltted him 70 the poor little apartment.
md under his stare flushed crimson with IN
rEi5le anger. = helpless rebellion against
-lIngs she saw there. With not cheeks she
--rei away into the little cubbyhole Of a
-..-- ad7oITlIng that IN which her father lay
4 flung herself across the bed.
i 7as no fault OF hers that she heard the
.-s.rsation IN that room, separated IRON
'..- # her father by only q fiifnsy door
-. would not close perfectly: but when
Marquis had gone She stood Tor time