Atlanta semi-weekly journal. (Atlanta, Ga.) 1898-1920, 1912-07-02

high places. He will see that nothing
happens"
"A very pretty scheme" Julien re
marked sarcastically. "Supposing. how
ever, I turn the tables upon you, made
moiselle You are here and / have
taken away this little plaything. Would
Herr Freudenberg be jealous If he
knew. I wonder?''
4 She glanced at the door.
Locked" Julien continued grimly.
/ do you. still wish me 10 come and
make pretty speeches to your" he added.
You arc certainly looking very charm
/ ing. mademoiselle. Your gown is eX-
quisite. What can I do more than echo
what all Paris has said-that there is one
of her daughters more bewitching? Can
you wonder IL 1 lose my head a little
when 1 find you here with me in my
rooms-a visit. too. of pure affection?"
She rose 10 her feet. The patch of
color upon her cheeks had become more
vivid.
You will let me go?" she faltered.
Julien unlocked the door.
/ ''Mademoiselle," he answered. " I shall
most certainly let you so. Permit me to
thank you for the pleasure which your
brief visit has afforded me-"
The door was opened before her. Julien
stood on one side. The smile with
i WHICH ne AAASliAiSSGu ueT was nalG con-
/ temptuous, half kindly. Upon the thresh-
old she hesitated.
Sir JULIEN
/ ''Modemoiselle keep
IF there were no Herr Freudenberg, -
she whispered. IF it were not my evil
/ fortune. Monsieur Sir Julien, TO love him
so fOolishly, so absolutely, so that every
moment Of separation is full of pain,
! every other man like a figure in a
dream-if IT were not for this Monsieur
| Sir Julien. do not think that should
Ike 10 leave you so easily"
/ Julien made no reply. She passed out
/ with little sigh He heard the flutter
I Of her laces and draperies as she
I crossed the passage and commenced the
descent OF the stairs. Julien was closing
the door when he heard a familiar voice
. and heavy fOotstep. Hendricks. with
a Gladstone bag in one hand, came
/ busting up.
"Julien. you dog" he exclaimed saw
/ agely; you're at il again! Why the
I devil can't you keep these women AZ
arms length? What has that nrettv
little creature Of Herr Freudenberg's
been doing here?
Julien laughed as he closed the door.
Don't be fool David She wasn't
I here at my invitation"
Tears in her eyesr' Hendricks NUT
tered "Sobbing to herself as she went
down the steps! Crocodile's tears.
know. These Id women, Julien! out
with It, What did she come for?"
Julien produced the pistol from his
pocket.
1T was" he explained. "her amiabIe
intention to please her lord and master
at the slight expense OF my life. For
tunately. the game was a new one to
her and she kept on feeling the bosom
or her gown to see whether the pistol
was there still"
What did you do?' Hendricks de-
manded.
What was there for me to dor Julien
replied. I took her little toy away and
told her 10 run off. This is the second
/ time David Estermen and Freudenbere
l have had a shy at me here themselves,
and they'd have gotten me all right but
/ FOR an accident. I won't tell you what
the accident was. for moment, owing
10 your peculiar prejudices. How are
/ things In London?"
Hendricks threw himself into an easy
chair and began to fill his pipe.
Julien" he declared. you've done
the trick. I'm proud Of my advice.
proud OF the result. There isn't a club
or an omnibus or a tube or a public
house where that letter of yours isn't
being talked about They tell me it's
the same mere. Have you seen the
German papers?"
Not one"
Never was such a thunderbolt
launched" Hendricks continued. They
are all either stupefied or hysterical
/ Freudenberg left Berlin an hour after
he saw the article. You tell me you've
met him already?"
Yes. he's been here" Julien replied
/ ''He offered to make me a Croesus II
/ I'd stop the letters. When 1 refused
well, we had a scuffle, and, by Jove
they nearly got me! He means to wipe
me out"
Wen see about thatr Hendricks
muttered. I'm not going to leave your
side till we're through with this little
Job"
Madame Christopher suggested that
I should go there and finish" Julien
said. What do you think of that?"
] Madame FiddlesticksT Hendricks re-
torted angrily, "the wife of Falkenberg!
Do you want to walk into the lions
jaw"
''she is separated from her husband, :"
Julien reminded him. MY own impress
sion is that she hates him."
/ I'D never believe it," Hendricks in
sisted. The fellow has the DEVILS own
way with these women. Look at that
/ little wretch 1 met on the stairs. A
harmless. flirting little. opera singer a
year ago. Now she'd come here and
murder a man against whom she hasn't
the slightest grudge, for his sake. I
f. tell you the fellows got an unwhole-
some influence over every one with eVhom
he comes in contact"
Have you read today's letter." Julien
asked abruptly.
READ it. Man alive. II made the heart
jump inside me. I tell you. it's set the
/ war music dancing wherever a dozen
men have come together. I always
thought you had a pretty gift as a
maker of phrases. Julien, but 1 never
knew you dipped your pen in the ink OF
the immortals I tell you, no one doubts
anything you have written. That's the
genius of H. No one denies il, no one
attempts arguments, every one in Eng
land and France whose feelings have
been ruffied are already wanting to shake
hands all over again. One sees that
giant figure. the worlds mischief
maker. suddenly caught at his job. It's
gorgeous! How about number four?"
Half written" Julien declared, point
ing to his table.
/ Hendricks went to the door and locked
t. went TO the cupboard and brought
out the whisky and soda, undid his Glad
stone bag. tuttoned a life preserver on
his left wrist and laid a Mauser pistol
on the table by the side of him.