The Columbia herald. [volume] (Columbia, Tenn.) 18??-1935, 1910-07-22
The Mystery Of
The Yellow Room
By GASTONLEROUx eopT 81 .rEs iYos
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master Of the Chandler and that all
the land and woods belong to him
He'll not let q poor creature eat q
morsel Of bread on the grass-his
grass"
docs he often come hereT'
'aToo often. But I've made him I'M
derstand that his face doesn't please
me. and for a month past he hasn't
been here. The Donjon inn has never
existed for himl he hasn't had time
been too much engaged IN payink
court to the landlady Of the Thres
Lilies at Saint Michel. A bad fellow
There Isn't an honest man who can
bear him. Why, the concierges Of the
chateau would turn their eyes away
from picture Of himp
''The concierges Of the chateau are
honest people thenT"
Yes. they are, as true as my names
Matthew, monsieur. believe them to
be honest"
Yet they've been arrestedT'
what does that prove1 But don't
want to mix myself up IN other peO-
ple's affairs"
"And what do you think Of the af-
fAirr'
~Of the attack on poor Mile. Stanger-
Donf A good girl Much loved every
where in the country. That's what
think Of it-and many things besides.
But that's nobody's business"
mot even miner insisted Rouleta-
bile.
The innkeeper looked at him side-
ways and said eruffty:
mot even yours"
The omelet ready, we sat down at
table and were silently eating when
the door was pushed open and an old
woman, dressed In rags, leaning on q
stick, her head dOdderins, her white
hair hanging loosely over her wrin-
kled forehead, appeared on the TIRES
hold.
"Ah, there you are, Mother Ange- I
noux. It's long since we saw you i
last" said our host.
Il have been very Ill, very nearly
dying" said the old woman. IF ever
you should have any scraps for the
Bette du Bon Dieu"-
And she entered, followed by a cat
larger than any | had ever believed
could exist. The beast looked at us
and gave so hopeless miau that
shuddered. had never heard so
ugubrious a cry
As If drawn by the CATS cry a man
the old woman init was
he Green Man. he saluted by rails
ng his hand to his cap and seated
himself at a table near to ours
"a glass of cider, Daddy Matthew"
le said.
AS the Green Man entered Daddy
Gathieu had started violently, but Wis
bly, mastering himself he said:
Eve not more cider. | served the
asst bottles to these gentlemen"
Then give me a glass Of white
Tine," said the Green Man without =
howing the least surprise.
give no more white wine-no more .
nything." said Daddy Matthew surlily. =
"How Is Nine. Mathieur'
"Quite well, thank you" =
So the young woman with the large, :
,nder eyes whom we had just seen =
as the wife of this repugnant and
rutal rustic, whose jealousy seemed =
emphasize his physical ugliness.
Slamming the door behind him. the .
nkeeper left the room. Mother An te
snoux was still standing, leaning on OF
er stick, the cat at her feet. fr
you've been Ill, Mother Angenouxf
that why we have not seen you for liz
e last weekT' asked the Green Man. W
Eyes, M. Keeper. / have been able to 81
It up but three times to go to pray to er
. Genevieve. our good patroness, and
e rest of the time I have been lying cd
my bed. There was no one to care re
r me but the Bette du Bon Dieu!" en-
Did she not leave your ST.
Neither by day nor by night" re,
Are you sure Of thatT an
AS am of paradise" tn