The Bourbon news., 1912-01-16

Il Illustrations by Ellsworth Young III |
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Copyright 1909, by Louis Joseph Vance
SYNOPSIS.
CHAPTER 1.-The story opens at
Monte Carlo with Col. Terence O'Rourke
lance and something of a gambler, is
dressing for appearance in the restaurant
below when the sound of a girlish voice
singing attracts his attention. Leaning
out on the balcony he sees a beautiful
girl who suddenly disappears He rushes
to the corridor to see neatly gOwned
form enter the elevator and pass from
sight.
CHAPTER H.-O'Rourke's mind is
filled with thoughts of the girl. and when
he goes to the gaming table he allows his
remarkable winnings to accumulate in
differently. He notices two men watch
ing him. One is the Hon. Berte Glynn,
Trebes ms noted samPsGh dueist when
leaves the table the viscount tells him he
represents the French government and
that he has been directed to O'Rourke as
a man who would undertake a secret
mission.
who had agreed to undertake the mission.
awaits the Viscount. O'Rourke finds a
mysterious letter in his apartment. The
viscount arrives. hands a sealed package
to O'Rourke, who is not to open it until
on the ocean. He says the French gov
ernment will pay O'Rourke $4,000 francs
for his services. A pair of dainty slip
pers are seen protruding from under
doorway curtain and the viscount charges
ORourke with having a spy secreted
there.
CHAPTER IV.-When the Irishman
goes to his room he finds there the own
er of the mysterious feet. It is his wife,
BeatriX, from whom he had run away
opening the letter he had received. he
finds that q law firm in Rangoon, India.
offers him 100000 pounds for an Indian
jewel known as the Pool Of Flame and
left to him by a dying friend O'Rourke
tells his wife that 1t is in the keeping
of friend named Chambret in Algeria.
CHAPTER V.-O'Rourke is forced to
fight a duel with the viscount. The brag-
gart nobleman is worsted in the combat
and acts the poltroon.
CHAPTER VI.-The loyal wife bids
O'Rourke farewell and he promises to
soon return with the reward offered for
the Pool Of Flame. He discovers both
Glynn and the viscount on board tho
ship which takes him to Algeria
CHAPTER vII.-Chambret has left Al
geria and ORourke has to gain mill
tary detachment going across the desert
to reach his friend. AS he finds the latter
there is IN attack by bandits ana
Chambret is shot
CHAPTER VIII.-Chambret dies telling
O'Rourke that he has left the Pool of
Flame with the governor general OF Al
geria. He gives the colonel signet ring
at the sight of which he says the official
will deliver over the jewel.
TrIADTrvD Tv O,po,,rI,o ;s ,tt,cl,a n
by Glynn and the viscount who ransack
his luggage: but he worsts them in the
conflict.
The Honorable BERTHE, O'Rourke dis
covered kneeling in the act of turning
the adventurer's travelling gear inside
out; at least, he seemed to be try
ing to do so. Monsieur lie Vicomte
des Trebes on the contrary was seat
ed at ease, facing ORourke, revolver
on the cushion beside him, his in
terest concentrated not upon his cap
tive, upon his collaboration. O'Rourke
remarked an expression on the French
mans face, a curious compound of
eagerness, triumph and apprehension.
Without noting the Irishman's ejec-
ulation, he addressed Glynn: Find
it?"
"No-worse luck" grumbled the
Englishman, rising and kicking the
handbag savagely There isn't so
much as a scrap of paper anywhere
about him"
The vicomte favored O'Rourke with
vicious glance, muttering something
ah thNncond Tric n
man, quick to grasp the situation and
inwardly exulting, acknowledged Des
Trebes' attention with winning
smile
Good evening"" he said, and nodded
amiably.
"Oh, shut up" snapped the Honor
| able BERTHE, unhandsomely. Where's
| that letter."
ORourke chuckled. "Ye're a hard
loser, me bright young friend" he
commented. Il though Englishmen
always played the game as it laid"
Glynn grunted and flushed, shame
faced, but the Frenchman cut short
the retort on his lips by curt repe
| tition of Glynn's own question:
| Where's that letter, monsieur"
O'Rourke glanced at him languidly
yawned, and smiled an exasperatine
strictly personal smile. Then sig
nificantly he clinked the handouts un
til they rang on wrist and ankle.
Answer me!" snarled the vicomte
| picking up his revolver.
'Divyle a word" observed O'Rourke
will We get from me If ye shoot me
dead, monsieur lie vicomte. Put dowr
your pistol and be sensible"
Des Trebes' face darkened, suf
fused with the blood Of his rage. Ye
the man asserted that admirable con
troll of self which he was able to em
ploy when 1t suited his purposes. Evi
IDENTIFY, too, he recognized the col,
common-sense of the wanderers re
mark. At all events he put aside tn,
J weapon. y
where's the letter." he demande,
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