Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-01-14
CHAPTER TX (Continued.)
BY ALBERT BOISSIERE

SA1kAI In LA \SOulluuSu.) H.aE.
I had at first thought that had been
discovered. thought that he had found
out who really was, and had greeted
me as Evelyne's father, soon. to be his
father also. Now it was explained.
Nevertheless began to be terrified at
mans shoes. With a villain like Kings
ley-for there seemed to me no reason
why the slayer of Lucie We'll should
not also be the slayer Of Douglass and
Mrs. Kingsley-to deal with, whatever
would become Of me?
A bright thought struck me.
But" said, Gin admitting that
William has received bequest from
his mother bidding him to avenge his
own father, then Douglass resurrec-
ton, if we can call it so, after twenty
years absence, during which he was
supposed to be dead, will change this
feeling Of hatred" Ia
"Of course, that is what l counted
on" said Kingsley drily rely
strongly on your Imagination to uphold
the difficult part you are playing, now
that you know all that is necessary for
you to know. I rely, above all, on the.
love Of Barrabas for his daughter
Evelyne to. keep ever in the mind of
Douglass the interests Of himself and
of me-"
"Yours!"
"All in good time. That comes later.
You must have as much confidence IN
me as have in you. Go, my friend,
and be on the alert
"But if he doubts my IDENTIFY"
"Are we in France? Yes or no?
Where is the Frenchman who will ever
believe that the millionaire paper king
would despoil himself of half his for
tune for the pleasure of bringing to his
son his real father, Charles Douglass.
and that son an alienist, who is fool
enough to marry the daughter OF Bar
rabas, the SCULPTOR"
He had risen and was striding up
and down the room.
"And your papers-the papers that
belonged to the real Douglass that
you are having registered at the Town
Hall! You are safe, Charles. Leave
everything to me. A good thing Lucie
We'll Is out of the way! She was super
fuous Now, here Is check for $780,
OO0,' he added, handing me an envel-
one. 1T is our first convention, isn't
it,"
He came and placed his two hands
on my shoulders affectionately.
"Now, Douglass, my old friend and
partner, it Is not after 20 years OF sep
aration that we will revive the past. 1t
was like some horrible nightmare.
Talk no more about II"
He shook my hands warmly, as il to
give me courage.
"We have gained the first move, Bar
rabas. We have the best of the game
to carry off the second. You must not
lose your nerve now that you know the
life story Of the man you are imper-
sonating.'
An automobile came through the
park and drew up at the door. The
young alienist jumped out. How hand
some and distinguished he was | can
see him now as he rushed in and
seized my two trembling hands in his
His face flushed with indignation.
"Why did not know about this ter
rible affair before?" he cried. "You
might have sent me word, father" he
said, turning to Kingsley. Had it not
been for Lawyer Marcadian should
not have known even now! 1t is terri
BILE, terrible! Oh! Mr.. Doulas5, canot
tell you how sorry l am"
l can still see the millionaire's face
as he stood there with his arms folded,
looking at the young doctor. AS he lis
tened to William Kingsley's sympn-
thetic words his, lips curled with a
naughty, bitter smile.
Then he tapped the doctor on the
shoulder and said, drily:
"Well. my son, it is miracle that
Mr.. Douglass is alive. Now, a little
help is worth great deal of pity
Just show him how much you -sympa-
thize with him by inviting him to your
home for time He will have every
care there and will get better much
more quickly there than he would
here
81 shall be only too glad to do all l
can cried the doctor, making no ef-
fort to hide the great pleasure he felt
at taking me away. He did not ask
what had become Of Lucie, but Kings
lev had mentioned that she had es-
capped.
/ was made ready quickly for my
Journey, and, leaning on Kingsley's
strong arm, I went down the steps to
the automobile.
81 shall come down often and see
how you are getting along, Charles,
the millionaire said. as he put me in
his car.
"Take your time" l replied.
It was Kingsley who pulled UP the
collar of my coat and closed the win
dow carefully. AS he went of he
waved his hand and called out:
"Look after him we'll, William. Poor
old man, he has had a rough time.
Give him every care. Goodbye"
AS soon as we were safely off my
future son-in-law seized my two hands
in his and said affectionately:
"My father! To think that after all
these years we have met"
His emotion was so communicative
that, partly from the weak state, l was
in and partly from pity for the boy, ]
felt the tears spring to my eyes. He at
once put it down to the joy felt at
fpdin, him