Richmond planet. [volume] (Richmond, Va.) 1883-1938, 1910-04-09

thingT"
Don't look at me like that 1 would
not have you do dishonorable thing.
but
''who told you to ask me these ques-
tionsT'
en-. Coquenn."
What The detectiveT"
Eyes. He believes you innocent.
Lloyd, and he's going to prove it."
Il hope he does, but-tell him 20
leave this woman alone" Nothing
would prevail on the young man 10 re
veal the woman's name.
The guard came forward TO warn
them that the time was nearly up:
they had three minutes more.
"All right" nodded Lloyd. and as he
turned 10 Alice she saw tears in his
eyes. Its tough. but never mind
You've made man OF me, little one
and I'll prove It, 7 used TO have a sort
OF religion, and then I lost IL, and now
I've got it again-a new religion and
new creed. It's short and easy to say.
but it's all I need, and it's going 20
keep me game through this whole rot
ten business. Want TO hear my creed:
You know It already. darling, for you
taught 1t 10 me. Here It is: I believe
IN Alice That's all: that's enough
Let me kiss YOU
Lloyd" she whispered as he bent
toward her, cant you trust me with
that woman's nameT"
He drew back and looked at her half
reproachfully. and her cheeks flushed
She would not have him think that she
could bargain for her lips. and, throw
ing her arms about him, she murmur.
ed: kiss me; kiss me as much as YOU
Ike. Z am yours. yours"
Inc guards gruG voice came be
tween them.
zone moment" Kittredge said, and
then 10 the clinging girl. why do you
ask that woman's name when you
know Il already"
Wild eyed she faced him and shook
her head, Il don't know her name /,
don't want 70 know t."
You don't know her manner" he re-
peated, and even In the tumult OF their
last farewell her frank and honest
denial fingered in his mind
She did not know the woman's namel
Back in his lonely cell EittredCe pom
dered this. and, reaching for his little
volume OF De Musset. his treasured
pocket companion that the jailer had
let him keep, he opened &c at the as
leaves. she did not know this WON
ans uamci And wonderingly ne read
on the white page the words and the
name written by Alice herself, scrawl-
ingiy, but distinctly. the day before I'm
the garden OF Notre Dame
Coquenu was neither surprised nor
disappointed at the meager results OF
Alice's visit 10 the prison. II had not
been entirely vain since he had learned
that kittredge might have used his
left hand in firing a pistol and that
he did not suffer with govt or rheuma-
usm. This last point was OF extreme
Importance.
And the detective was speedily put
I'm excellent humor by news awaiting
him at the PalaiS dc Justice Monday
morning that the man sent 20 London
20 trace the burned photograph and
the i've pound notes had already met
with success and had telegraphed that
the notes in question had been issued
20 Addison WilmOtt, whose bankers
were Munroe & Co, Rue Scribe.
Quick inquiries revealed the fact that
Addison Wilmott was n well known
New Yorker living in Paris. a man OF
leisure. He and his dashing wife
lived in a private hotel on the Avenue
Kleber, where they led a gay exist
ence I'm the smartest and most spec
tacular circle Of the American colony.
He was dun. good natured and a
little fat She was a beautiful woman,
with extraordinary charm and a 1.-THE,
girlish figure. He was supposed TO
kick up his heels In a quiet way, while
she did the things brilliantly and kept
the wheels OF American colony gossip
busy enough. anyway-turning and
spinning until they groaned in utter
WEAKNESS.
Such was the information NJ Paul
had been able TO gather from swift
and special police sources when he
presented himself at the Wnmott hotel
about luncheon time on Monday. Ad-
olson was just starting with some
friends for a run down to Fontaine-
tened impatienty 10 Coqueni's ex-
PLANTATION that he had come In regard
to some English banknotes recently
paid to Mr.. Wilmott and possibly clev-
er forgeries.
Really exclaimed Addison.
Coquenih hoped that Mr.. WnmOtt
would give him the notes in question
In exchange for genuine ones. This
would help the investigation.
"Of course, my dear sir" said the
but l haven't the notes.
They were spent long ago"
you remember whom you paid them
tor questioned the detective.
81 didn't pay them TO any one" re-
piled Wiimott Il gave them to my
wife"
abr said Coquenn, and presently
he took his departure with polite as
surances, whereupon the unsuspecting
Addison footed away complacenuy for
Fontainebleau.
1t was now about o'clock, and the
next three hours NJ. Paul spent with