Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1910-04-15
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cepting it?"
There was something in the mans
voice that Coquenil had never heard
there Was it faint touch Of senti-
ment? He took the ring that the baron
handed him. an uncut ruby. and look
ed at it thoughtfully.
He handed back the ring.
The baron's face darkened. He
made an angry gesture. Then he
twisted the ring In his fingers.
"Ah, that pride Of yours! You've
been brilliant. you've been brave, but
never unkind before. It's only bau
bic, Coquenil, and"-
De Heidelmann- Bruck stopped sud-
denly, and NJ. Paul caught a savage
CLEAN in his eyes: then. swiftly, the
baron put the ring to his mouth and.
sucking in his breath, swallowed hard.
The detective sprang forward, but it
was too late.
"a doctor-quickv' he called to the
guard.
"No usew murmured the rich man,
sinking forward.
Coquenil tried to support him, but
the body was too heavy for his band
aged hand, and the prisoner sank to
the floor.
I'll won the last trick, anyhow"
the baron whispered.
Coquenil picked up the ring that had
fallen from nerveless hand. He put
it to his nose and shifted it.
"Prussic acid" he muttered.
Two minutes later. when DIR. Duprat
rushed in, the Baron de Heidelmann-
Bruck, unafraid and unrepentant, had
gone to his last long sleep. His face
was calm. and even in death his lips
seemed set in mocking smile of trt-
umph.
When a sweet young girl finds her
self in serious debt to man and at
the same time one of the richest heir
esses in the world, she naturally
wishes to give some substantial form
to her gratitude, even to the extent of
a few odd millions from her limftless
store. which Alice was very glad to do.
At any rate, Coquenil was hence
forth far beyond any need of follow
ing his profession. Whatever use he
might in the future make Of his bril-
liant talents would be for the sheer
joy Of conquest and strictly in the
spirit of art for its own sake.
On the other hand, If at any time
he wished to undertake case it was
certain that the city of Paris or the
government of France would tender
him their commissions ON a silver SAL
yer, for now. Of course. his justifice
ton was complete, and by special ar
rangement he was given a sort OF row
Ing commission from headquarters.
with indefinite leave of absence. Best
of all, he was made chevalier of the
lie service" What day it was, to
De sure. when Nine. Coquenil first
caught sight of that precious red badge
on her sons goat!
AS for the lovers. there is only this
to be said-that they were ridiculous.
~, indescribably happy.
The young American had one griev-
ance.
Its playing it low on a fellow he
said, when he's just squared himself
to hustle for poor candle seller to
change her into bowling millionaire.
I'd like to know how the devil Pm 60
ing to be hero now?"
"Silly boy" she laughed. her radiant
eyes burning on him.
You darling!' he cried. "My little
Alice"
She looked up at him archly.
Lloyd. dear. know nicer name
than Alice or Mary
what is 1t, you little beauty?'' h
murmured, drawing her closer sti
and pressing his lips to hers.
Then, with wonderful dancing lights
in those deep. strange windows Of her
soul, she whispered, "The incest name
in the world for me is Krs. Lloyd Kit
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