The Salt Lake tribune. [volume] (Salt Lake City, Utah) 1890-current, 1910-02-13
CHAPTER XIV.
The Other Woman,
The world is the book OF women
RoSSenu.

The Otner woman,
The world is the book OF women
Rosseau.
needed not to be advised that pres
emily there would be n meeting OF some
OF the leading men Of the Hudson BaS
company at the little gray stone, dor
r-wlndowed building on Notre Dame
street. For myself. it was out OF the
question to gain admittancc.
In those days all Montreal was IRON,
shuttered after nightfalf, resembling Q
series OF ja!ls; and tonight 1T seemed
doubly screened and guarded: None the
less, late IN the evening, | allowed Scent
Ing accident TO lead me In a certain
direction. Passing as often as i mlght
up and down Notro Dame street with
out attracting attention. saw more tean
low chateau door. Occasionally tiny
CLEAN showed al the edge or shutter
or at the top of some little window not
fully screened. AS to what went OH
within / could only guess.
! passed the chateau, UP ana Gown, az
different times from O'Clock until
midnight. The streets Of MONTREAL at
that time made brave prctense OF nsht :
Ing by virtue of the new gas works; at
certain intervals flickering and wholly
incompetent lights serving TO make the
gloom more visible. None the less, as
/ passed for the last time, ! plainly saw
q shaft OF light fall upon the half dark
ness from a little side door There
emerged upon the street the hgure OF a
L
cast a second glance, for certainly my
business was not with ladies, any more
than ] would have supposed ladies had
business there; but, victim OF some I'M
pulse OF curiosity l walked a step or
two In the same direction as that taken
BY the cloalled figure.
Careless as l endeavored to make my
movements. the veiled lady seemed 10
tnke suspicion or fright. She quicksned
her steps Accident favored me: Even
ms she ned, she caught her SKIRT on
some object which lay hidden In the
shadows and fell almost at fun length.
This l conceived TO be opportunity war
ranting my approach. ] raised my hat
and assured her that her night was
needless.
She made no dlrcc, reply to me. but
as she rose gave uttcrance to an express
sion OF ANNOYANCE. Mon Dieu! ! heard
her say.
where / had heard this same voice! She
turned her face in such way that the
light illuminated ii. Then indeed sur
prise smote me.
Madame Baroness said l. laughing,
''it Is wholly impossible for you 10 be
here, yet you are here. Never again
will ! say there Is no such g6 ming M snc5 as
thing as miracle.
She looked at me one brief moment;
then her courage returned.
# is to be our fortune always TO meet
of dark nights and in Impossible ways
give me your arm:
I laughed. I'VE may as we'll make
treaty II you run again. shall only
follow you"
Then I am again your prisoner"
Madam. again am yours!
AT least you improves! said she
"Then come"
is dark"
We began a midnight course that took
US quite across the old French quarter
OF Montreal. At last she turned into
small dark street OF sS modest dSrS ohe-Sl9pg srS
cherries. Here she paused in front OF
a narrow iron gate,
Madam said; ooU,s %you re23reSen', G3 gI ,,fa 70
Why does your taste run 10 such quar-
ters as these? This might be that same
back street in Washington:
laughed ugh aloud aloud. But waltz If you en-
tered my abode once she said. why
not aeain2 Come"
Her hand was at the heavy knocker
slowly opened. just as 1t had done that
night before in Washington. My com
panion passed before me swiftly. AS
She entered l saw standing at the opening
the same brown and wrlnkled old dame
VINO had served that night before IN
Washington.
eyes, but. determined now 10 see this ad-
venture through. ] stepped within. Then.
indeed. found It difficult 10 stific the
exclamatlon OF surprise. which cam came er,,a TO
we were again in Washington!
say that I was confronted by the
identical arrangement. the identical OBJ
jects OF furnishing. which had marked
the luxurious boudoir Of Helena Won Ritz
IN Washington! The tables were the
same the chairs. the mirrors. the con-
Holes. On the mantel stood the same
pictures upon the walls. so far as
could remember their themes. did not
deviate in any particular OF detail or ar
of those 1 had seen that other
night at midnight Beyond these same
amber satin curtains stood the tall bed
with It's canopy. as | could see: ana mere
bed with its rolled ends The figures OF
the carpets were the same. their deep
piled richness. soft under foot, the same.
The fowered cups Of the sconces were
with those had seen before
"You are good enough TO admire my
modest place." said a laughing voice at
my shoulder.
I turned TO her then. pulling myself to-
gether as best ! could Yes. she, too
was the. same, although in this case
costumed somewhat dinerently. The
in its place was less pretentious robing
OF some darker silk. No pale blue fires
shone at her white throat, and her hands
were ringless. But the light. firm poise
OF her figure could not be changed; the
mockery of her glance remained the
same, half laughing and half wistful
In some, gaiy, which e.,I, did not pause 10 10
strange woman would. II she cared 10 do
so. tell me some of the things 1 ought
TO know. She might be here on some
errand Identical with my own. Calhoun
had sent for her once before. Whose
agent was she now? l found chairs for
us both.
An Instant later, summoned in what
I Dn krnur fbQ old I'M -t,,C-