Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-01-10
CHAPTER VI.-(Continued)

very likely your SOIl ulu not care
as much for Lucie as you thought. Per-
haps he is now having the laugh on
you. I don't see why you take this ex-
IRENE STEP suggested to Kingsley.
There is something that you do
not happen to know. My son can treat
the affair in an off hand manner IL he
likes, but he cannot laugh at Charles
Douglass. He will have to be careful
have more than one card up my
sleeve" was the reply.
If he is not so interested in Made
moiselle Lucie, as you think, then
there will be no occasion for me to
marry her" | ventured to say.
"Imbecile!" he said, struggling his
shoulders, this is an affair you, do not
understand. You don't know what you
are talking about. / know that my
son simply worships that girl, and he
will never love any other girl but her.
Why, man, she Is beauty, If ever
there was one. She has look in her
eyes that would drive some men wild.
You leave it to me, and don't talk Of
things you know nothing about"
II know" began.
"You know? You know what? Do
you know that in marrying Lucie We'll,
in establishing new identity, the half
of my great fortune goes from me.
There Is one thing l cannot under
stand. William knows the story OF
Charles Douglass life, and 1 cannot
understand why he does not try to pre-
vent this young girl from marrying
him. 1 tell you, my son drives me
mad!"
He went out, slamming the door
after him.
have said that my room adjoined
Lucie's. I heard Kingsley go into her
apartment could hear their voices
raised In an angry discussion, al
thought it was impossible for me to
distinguish what they said. My mind
was absorbed in simple question of
figures. was puzzled. asked my
self again and again why this astonish-
ing price on my miserable person?
My adventures were beginning to
take fantastic proportions. What in
terested me most just at this moment
and what most desired to learn more
about was this mysterious Douglass
whom | was impersonating.
Alas! 1 could not forsee that from
the day when l learned his real history
should then consider that all that
had happened up to now was childs
play.
1T was O'Clock in the afternoon.
was looking dreamily out of my win
dow at the golden sun behind the high
foliage OF the park 1 was quietly en-
joying the hour, when Jim stalked in
to the room. He had evidently run up
the staircase with much precipitation,
for he was out Of breath. His eyes
flashed. He was inwardly excited.
'Moussir,'" he said, "the other
'moussir' is downstairs"
"Who?"
"The other 'moussir,' DR.. Kingsley.
Come down quickly!"
I hastily obeyed this injunction. MY
curiously was on the qui vive. went
quickly to the drawing room, and |
saw at once that Kingsley was not
aware that had been Informed of his
sons arrival. He turned round at my
entrance and said, angrily:
II wish to speak alone with my son,
Mr.. Douglass"
Excuse me, father" said tall
young man, who stood calm and erect
In the middle of'the room, holding his
silk hat in his hand, "Mr. Douglass
is welcome here. He is qualified to
hear all that have to say; in fact his
presence is necessary"
mot at all, cried his father, look
ing at me. then at the door.
Pardon me-" said the son, calmly,
"then all I have to say is that if Mr..
Douglass does net remain have moth
ing to say to you"
He bowed to us both, and said,
cody: GAS you like, gentlemen
Charles" hurled Kingsley, putting
his hands on my shoulders and making
me spin round brusquely before he
pushed me into chair with springs
that squeaked every time 1 moved.
Charles, my friend and partner, you
know that the quarrel that separated
us for so many, years is ended. We
have both agreed to forget the past.
Your honor is pledged. forbid you
to reply to any questions from my
son.
did not know of any quarrel or any
agreement, and my honor had nothing
to do with the question, but l read in
the millionaire's look command that
l was not to make any breaks or med
die in what concerned Douglass past
life, of which up to the present I, Bar
rabas was ignorant
Eyes, yes. the past is forgotten. my
friend. We will never mention it
again." l said, cheerfully playing my
part.
ooh! Mr.. Douglass" the young doc
tor said, smiling pleasantly at me. 81
have thought Of you so often all these
long years. You cannot imagine what
great pleasure have in meeting you
again Do you remember how you
used to hold me on your knees when
l was child? Since my mother died,
20 years ago, after your accident,
have thought of you continually.
thank heaven that you escaped and
that l see you again, alive and well"
Talk about Lucie WE'LL inter
rupted his father, hastily.
Every well, talk of Mademoiselle,'
said the alienist, with shade of pit
terness in his voice. II understand,
father, that you object to my marrying
a little work girl without education,
and Lawyer Marcadian tells me that
vo,, hove SETTLED dOWry on her and