Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1911-12-01

| shall never hear your name again
unless it be under circumstances that
will give me further opportunity to
revenge myself upon you!"
Silence followed the theatrical out
burst of the woman. Griswold stood
with clasped hands, his eyes on the
floor. Mrs. Missioner, her eyes reso-
lutely averted from his crcuching
| form, gaZed at Britt eXpectantly.
Elinor, her fine womanhood athrill
with sympathy in spite of her weeks
| of suffering-mOre keenly because of
it, perhaps-sought to soothe the agi-
tation of Mrs. Delaroche, who was
| close to collapse. Fitch, too, Strove
| to calm the woman. AS a man he
pitied her; as a physician, he felt
some alarm for her because of the
great excitement to which she had
wrought herself-excitemen plainly
| beyond the endurance of her emo.
tional nature. A feeling akin to in
dignation stirred him when, glancing
toward Britz, he saw a sarcastic smile
on the detectives face. His hands
| Ill A4O DOSACtG, AS W do 1oChlhS 6Odt' J
on his heels, and watching Mrs. Della
roche as one would concentrate his
vision on great tragedienne near
the. grand finale of her performance.
"Bravo!" said the lieutenant de-
tective at last. 'BravissimO, Mrs.
Delaroche! If it were not for detain-
! ing our good friends, I'd insist upon
an encore. Really, you know, you're
entitled to any number Of curtain
calls for that"
The heroine of the Renaissance
burglary flashed furious eyes upon
had done for Elinor, could not con-
ceal his anger. Even Miss Holcomb
was indignant Mrs Missioner and
Sands looked at the detective expect
antly. Manning's face was impressive.
He was prepared for any surprise
from his shrewd lieutenant.
You behold in Mrs. Delaroche,"
said Britt, including everybody in a
sweep of his hand, "one of the most
talented actresses in America. True,
she isn't on the stage, but that's only
because the managers haven't discov-
cred her. If any of the big managers
saw such an example of her art as
this, he'd engage her on the spot"
81 don't understand you, Mr.. Britz.
said Mrs. Missioner inquiringly.
MRS. Delaroche understands me,
Mrs. Missioner" returned the sleuth.
"She knows exactly what I mean.
Don't you, Mrs. Delaroche?"
MOI" said the woman from the
Renaissance so sharply the word was
like poniard thrust
MOP" retorted the detective How
truly unfortunate! Surely you are
mistaken, madam; surely you recall
what happened in Paris? 1t can't be
possession of the Missioner necklace
the one with the Maharanee dia-
mond, you know?"
She chung to silence as to a rock
of refuge. Britz, still rocking lightly
on his heels, raised a finger warning
ly and looked at her with that same
sarcastic smile.
"You know as we'll as I do, Mrs
Delaroche," he went on, that Curtis
Griswold didn't steal the Maharanee
necklace Whatever other crimes are
upon him, he is guiltless of that-in
act, at any rate"
The woman kept her eyes on the
floor, her face partly turned away
All the others stared at Britz in
amazement, not excepting the Chief
of the Detective Bureau.
Lets run through the pages OF
history, Mrs. Delaroche," continued
the lieutenant. Personal history, OF
course-the history of clever little
Miss Vincent, one of the brightest
young women in Paris. You remem
Der her when she was an art student
there, getting along as we'll as she
could on a New England income in
the Latin Quarter. A bright, clever
| little girl she was, to be sure, and ii
was too bad she had such hard
struggle to realize her artistic
dreams!"
All his hearers listened attentively
Mrs. Dslaroche, in spite of resolute
efforts to appear Indifferent, full as
faithfully as the others.
Prince Kananda moved forward un
til he stood within several feet OF
Mrs. Delaroche. She turned her head
slightly and saw him. A glance OF
mutual recognition passed between
them, but so quickly that it was un
observed by the others. The Prince
eyed her steadily, with malignant
gaze, as of a man who has been
tricked. A wild fear leaped into he1
eyes and she moved away, edgine
closer to Britt.
1T isn't to be wondered at" said
Britz sympathetically, when you re
call the many hardships Miss Vim
cent enGured-when you remember
on how many mornings she had te
trudge to her copying work in the
Louvre without even the poor con
ISOLATION IF a French breakfast, thai
she permitted a young Hindoo gentle
man to spend little money upor
her. 1t wasn't exactly in line with
New England conventionality, OF
course, but the aristocratic Fastener
had been introduced to her formally
enough. hfs behavior was always re