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CHAPTER XIu.-Continued.

ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
CHAPTER XIu.-Continued.
Julien looked across the table long and
earnestly. IS
Herr Freudenberg." he said. IF I an
| Of your own words. The love OF your
country, You told me not long ago. II your
| religion. For her good you would make
use even Of those you call your friends
| Now I am sincere with you. I do not
know whether to trust you or not. For
| that reason I cannot attempt to discuss
this matter with you. do not even ask
that you explain yourself"
"You mean that at any rate You cannot
trust me entirely?" Herr Freudenberg re-
piled. well, II you had. should have
been disappointed in you. Still, have
said things that were in my heart to say
| to you. We send now for Mile. Ike. Be-
fore very long we talk together again"
Herr Freudenberg touched the bell.
waiter appeared almost Immediately:
Find mademoiselle," he ordered. TEL
Iher that we wait impatiently."
Freudenberg passed his arm through
1--WE return, I think" he said. ''This
little room has served its purpose"
Julien on the landing tried to make his
| adieux, but his host only laughed at him.
Mile. Ike held out her hand and led him
| into the room by her side.
HE wishes it." she murmured. softly.
HE has 50 few nights here one must do
as he DESIRES"
The little party returned to their table
in the corner. Somehow or other their
coming seemed to enliven the room. There
| was more spirit in the music. more ami
nation In the conversation. Albert walk
ed with a sprightlier step. Then Julien.
in his passage down tho room. received Q
distinct shock. He stopped short.
Hendricks, by Jove!' he exclaimed.
Hendricks, sitting alone at q small Ia
BILE, with bottle Of champagne In front
OF him and a huge cigar in his mouth,
at his friends companions. frowned for a
moment and gazed fixedly at Herr Freu-
denberg.
cullen, by all that's lucky!' he called
out. And l haven't been In Paris four
hours! I called at your hotel ana they
told me you were out SIT down.
Il am not alone" julien began to ex-
plain.
Herr Freudenberg turned round.
You must present your friend" he de-
clared. HE must join u.s.
Julien hesitated for q moment.
Hendricks" he said, this 10 my friend.
Herr Freudenberg.'
The two men shook hands. Kendricks
as yet had scarcely taken his eyes on
Herr Freudenberg's face.
II am glad to meet you. sir. he re-
marked. 1T is odd. but your face seems
familiar to me-"
Herr Freudenberg leaned over the table.
my friend, Mr.. Hendricks" he said.
you are, I believe, q newspaper man.
and you should know the world. When
you see a face that is familiar to you in
Paris, and in this Paris. 1t goes well that
you forget that familiarity, eh?"
Hendricks nodded.
TT is sound" he agreed. ST will join
You. with pleasure"
''Mademoiselle." Herr Freudenberg con-
tinued, permit me to introduce my new
friend, Mr.. Hendricks. Mr.. Hendricks
Mile, Mile. Ike: We viii nov on. begin begin: 4 + Is
is room in our corner, Mr.. Hendricks.
Come there, and presently Mile Ike will
sing to us. mademoiselle with the yellow
hair there will dance, the orchestra shall
and we are young All. my friends, Il
comes to us but seldom to live like this!"
They all sat down together. Herr Freu-
denberg gave reckless orders for more
wine. The chef d'orchestre was at his
elbow. Albert lowered in the background.
Hendricks leaned over and whispered in
his friends ear.
cullen, who is your friend?'
"A manufacturer Of toys from Leipzig, :"
Julien answered, grimly.
1.-THE toys that giants play With Ken
bricks muttered. Il have never forgot
ten q face in my life
'Then forget this one for q moment"
Julien advised him, quickly. This 10 not
q night for memories. I have lived with
the ghosts Of them long enough
Their party became larger. The little
dancing girl came to drink wine with
them and remained to listen to Herr Freu-
denberg. friend of Mile. Ikea tall
fair girl. in blue satin gown-detached
herself from her friends and joined them
Herr Freudenberg. with his arm resting
lightly around Mile. Ixe's waist. talked
joyously and necessarily. It was not un-
til some one lifted the blind and discov-
cred that the sun was shining that they
spoke Of move. Then, az the vestiare
came hurrying up with their coats and
wraps, Herr Freudenberg lifted his glass.
Zone last toast!" he cried. Dear Mar
guerite, my friends. all Of you-to the
sun which calls us to work, to the moon
which calls us to pleasure, to the love
that crowds our hearts!'
He raised his companions hand to his
lips and drew her arm through his.
Come he cried. ito the streets! We
will take our coffee from the stall Of
Nine. Huber"