The daily Gate City. [volume] (Keokuk, Iowa) 1855-1916, 1912-08-05

knock on the door and Tiilinghas:
opened 1t to admit a yelled lady. and
announce. with an Introductory ges-
| ture:
Miss Macarthur"
The woman threw her veil back and
smiled first to Tyson and then to
Flaubert. The smile was very cyni-
cal. and the resultant expressions, as
her botched face came to view, showed
surprise, horror and pain.
Tell these good people what you
have learned concerning Nine. Flora
| Flaubert," said Tillinghast, with an
other sweep of his expressive hand.
| Miss Macarthur turned and fixed
her eyes coldly on the glaring orbs
OF Flaubert and replied firmly:
| Flaubert was convicted OF theft In
Rheims. She is the wife OF Jacques
Pierre. a French pantomime artist,
She married him in Paris last year
and ran away from him to America.
A Frenchwoman who answered my adj
vertisement told me the whole story
But, say, where's your proof2"
| Queried young Tyson.
''Therein answered Tillinghast.
pointing dramatically to the two
French women, who had caught in
their breath sharply. and were staring
at each other, Flaubert trembling Wis
ibly and guilt plainly written on her
striking face.
Tyson collapsed. The Frenchwomen
huddled together, as though for pro-
lection.
Il say" gasped Tyson, reaching out
q wavering hand which met Filling
hast's. you know. It was ever so good
OF you never imagined it. You
have pulled me out OF beastly hole.
old man.
Thank Miss Macarthur" replied TIL
iinghast. stepping over to Flaubert and
remarking In low tone, which could
not be heard by the others:
"Flaubert, you're criminal. I
thought something was up when you
refused to recognize me at the Aston
today. You've just missed adding
higamy to your other crimes. You
ruined Miss McArthur's face in the
bargain"
1T is not finished I made a mis-
take. put on oxalic acid by mistake.
can fix 1t in q minute" cried F1au-
1 bert white with terror, clasping her
4 hands and trying to appeal to him
with her eyes.
You want to leave American" TIL
linghast asked idly.
Yes" she breathed anxiously.
Il could think OF nothing bet
ter for America" he smiled. "Sup-
posing you repair the damage to Miss
McArthur's face at once. Complete
your work and you can co."
She flew to a trunk and pulled out
little work box. Miss Macarthur sat
on the lounge and Flaubert worked
over her earnestly for fifteen minutes,
repairing the damage skilfully. Mean.
while Tyson paid and dismissed the
Justice Of the Peace and his two de-
tectives and Tillinghast watched Flau.
hert's work narrowly.
1T Is finished" she exclaimed sud.
denly, throwing down channels skin.
"A little treatment by any specials,
and 1t will now be all right"
Tfllinghast opened the door and Ty
son followed Miss Macarthur out
Neither said word to Flaubert, who
had crrmpled in corner.
When they reached the dock Til
linghast queried:
Are you seeing Miss Macarthur
home. Tyson?'
Il should be pleased to- answered
the young fellow feelingly, for 1t wa.
quite evident that he had swung bacl
to his admiration of the actress, nov
that her face presented more norma
appearance.
Not If I know It." exclaimed Mis-
Macarthur. 1--WE had enough OF you
You're Johnny and you always vii
be Johnny" she turned on Tysor
savagely. and it would have serve,
you right If Flaubert had marie,
you"
Tillinghast shook Tysons hand ii
parting and put Miss Macarthur in
taxi. stopping Just long enough to as
sure her that he would be responsible
for the bill to finish the work on he
face
Next night at the club, the sam
man he had talked with before tn
fireplace on the preceding day cam
up and smiled to Tillinghast:
II see Flaubert sailed to-day, hear
Ing nlaledictions on the heads of al
, Americans, calling us crude, and say
ing we had no chivalry and were II
norant of all sporting instinct
Yes, that's what they all say" re
piled Tillinghast in his usual wear
tone. "and | guess it's more or les
true
; Il suppose that poor woman who's
advertisement you showed me anon
the fParcnna1c, uyiI1 Goo U,Io :,