Yorkville enquirer. [volume] (Yorkville, S.C.) 1855-2006, 1911-10-31
CHAPTER XXI.
A Baruain.

At an early hour the next morning
woman, dressed from head to foot
in black, and muff1ed in a thick veil,
knocked at the door of Cats Tavern
Polly answered the summons.
Il wish to see Monsieur Regnault,
of the Orpheus Concert company
said the visitor from behind her mask
Come in, madam" answered Polly
AS the person in black stepped into
the passage, Polly saw that she was
lame.
She ushered her into the keeping
room, and went to call Regnault. He
was already up and dressed. Languid
and handsome, he descended the bare
painted stair, and appeared before his
visitor, whom he found standing irres-
olutely in the keeping-room, with one
hand grasping chair for support, and
the other grasping her skirts away
from contact with the cats.
Madam" said Regnault, dryly, ito
whom am 1 indebted for this unsolic-
tied favor?"
She threw back her veil. 1t was Iris
Greylock
"Ah!" said Regnault dryly, when
saw you at the concert last night
knew this meeting was inevitable"
They faced each other with threat
ening air.
Il could not rest" flashed Mrs. Iris
until 1 had talked with you. What
brings you to this town-and under
an assumed name, too? 1 thought
hoped you were dead"
He twisted the ends of his mus
tache.
Many thanks, Mrs. Greylock. sup
pose you have resumed that name? So
far as 1 know, it is the only one to
which you have any claim. Your can
dor is delightful. l was very i'll Of yel-
low fever at New Orleans, but I re-
covered, as you see. To tell the truth
l am hard to kill. l came to this town
to sing for hire, and pardon me-Reg-
nault Is my own name-I have simply
as Arthur Regnault Kenyon, l am now
Arthur Kenyon Regnault."
Because of her infirmity she was
compelled to drop into a seat. She
looked pale and indignant
THE years have dealt very kindly
with you," she sneered, as her eyes
ran over. his handsome person.
Il can return the compliment with
interest" replied Regnault, bowling
gallantly. You positively do not look
five years older than you did on thai
day
When we two parted,
In sorrow and tears,
Half broken hearted
The newspapers told me of the sad ac.
cident which cut short the career ol
Sylphide, the ballet girl; but Mrs. Iri:
Greylock seems to have done well fol
herself among the relatives of her de-
ceased husband"
She made an impatient gesture.
Are we secure from eavesdropper:
in this room?"
without doubt" answered Reg
nault. The landlady of the inn is
character, but do not think she con
descends to listen at keyholes."
Then" flashed Mrs. Iris, determin
ed to know the worst at once, "let III
understand each other. When W.
parted in a certain western courtroom
YOU promised never to see me again
never to torment me in any way. Ant
vet you are here. Now, what do yol
want? Do not trouble yourself to tel
me that you came to Blackport for NJ
other purpose than to sing with con
cert company am not so easily de-
ceived. Be frank. Am l the unluck!
person who has drawn you to thi'
place."
"YOuI" He gave a low, amused
laugh. mo, Sylphide, that power II
no longer yours. l might easily be in
duced to fly from you, but toward yol
never! You are the last being IL
Blackport that l wished to encounter