Ottumwa tri-weekly courier. [volume] (Ottumwa, Iowa) 1903-1916, 1911-01-28
CHAPTER XIII.
polydore's Dual Character.

CHAPTER AAlll.
Polydore's Dual Character.
What could Polydore and his wife
want at Holyoke, place that offered
anything but pleasure busy city
where ach factory was like small
town, and all it's human swarm bound
mysteriously by one soul, which Is the
soul of the crushing force of production
to excess?
What could these two pleasure-seek-
ing creatures want in cherries city
in the depth Of winter? did not fiat
ter myself that it was to see me. l
had not seen my son for year. was
struck by the change in him. He
carried his excessive happiness on his
beaming face. He was handsome,
distinguished. and his bearing had as
sumed certain haughtiness that
amused me. AS to Lucie. she was
more beautiful than ever. The luxury
with which she was surrounded seemed
to lend a greater charm to her power
of fascination. Their mutual happi-
ness had only one little drawback, and
they did not try to hide 1t. had not
made mistake-it was an appeal to
my purse, not my affections, that they
had come to make.
I'VE are perfectly happy except for
one thing" Lucie said signing. "Liv-
ing is so much more expensive in
America than in France. The dollars
melt in the fingers here more quickly
than the sous In Paris. :
zone hundred thousand dollars for
you two ought to be enough" said,
ironically. THAT is 100000 francs in
come for anyone who knows how to
count" sssg
what is 100000 francs?" she said,
dreamily. her large eyes looking
straight ahead as though in an un-
fashionable dream.
She got up and went up to Polydore
and embraced him and said, affections
ately:
with Teddy, Of course, do not
mind poverty. But, Charles, you do
not spend all your income, and often
wonder why you recognize Teddy as
your son II you make him so unhappy
'Haye you already, made,4a htnle
speech like that to Mr.. Kingsley 2
asked.
with Mr.. Kingsley 1t is not the
same" said the frivolous beauty. He
owes me debt of gratitude. 1t Is e
compensation that is due to me. He
fixed it at so much-and 1t is so much.
And, besides, that man hasn't heart,
while you, Charles" 3
Polydore bent, his head in approval
of what the girl said. The lovely little
demon was able to mold in her frail,
slim fingers all his ideas.
thought 1t, better policy to nip
their hopes In the bud, and said, IN
decided tone: ,.e.4
"Don't nourish any vain hopes OF
getting any more money from me. with
your flattery. Your income is sufficient
and if lou have only come to see me
for that you may as well go back from
whore you came"
Lucie got up quickly from the sofa
where she was sitting. She threw me
look which seemed to change her
fair face entirely For moment she
looked hideous. She touched Poly
dore on the arm as he sat looking
embarrassed and almost ashamed, and
said:
Come along, Teddy: we won't stay
long enough to get musty in this hole
This hole" was my home, where l
was their kind and meek host, but not
meek enough to be an imbecile.
They gave me to understand that
evening after dinner that they would
be leaving the next day. 1t is needless
to say that felt relieved. | had told
Polydore how unhappy Evelyne was,
and he had seemed perfectly indiffer-
ent. From his manner one would
have thought that Eyelyne was a
stranger to him. He was Indifferent
to everything and everybody but his
wife.
He said to me. calmly:
''Why do you mix up with things
that do not concern you? You are now
an exceptionally fortunate man. A few
thanks are due, to me that you hold
your present position. You Will pc
foolish to return to Paris and put your
finger between the tree and the trunk
at the risk of being pinched. II mad
any authority over you, father, should
cav that it is good thing my visit
has hindered you from taking the
VOYAGE. 1t has done some good, at
least"
The next day received cable
message from Marcadian,, which
brought me ray OF hope. Surely all
things would be put right now and
Evelyne and the. doctor would be happy
after all. Marcadian had sent me the
news that Evelyne was the mother OF
a beautiful boy and girl. MY little
grandchildren! To me the names they
had given to them were the prettiest
in the world. Again and again said
them over to- myself. Pierre and
susanne.Y was beginning again to
give orders to have my things packed
for my journey, which had been post
poned by sPolydore's arrival, when my
son came ito the room where was.
turned to rim. He staggered Ike
a drunken MAJ. His face was Hvid.
He dropped to the sofa where Lucie
the night before had rechned IN all
her voluptuous beauty. He looked at
me with fixed eyes and drawn brows.
saw again - as he had been in
the madhouse at Saint Mande; saw
DO hue hn hod