Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1915-03-14

Even 1ngersoll shot an lnquirlng glance at
the fisherman.
"Mademoiselle Yvonne is at the Hotel
lula said Mere Pitou. "Pity she didn't
see you as she was going"
"Why?" grinned Peridot.
Because you might have known then
how to address her, By this time you seem
to have forgotten"
"Que diabie! Imeant no offense, Madame.
l suppose she's looking after the lady who
claimed her as a daughter"
"What sayest thou, Imbccileo"
Fact said Peridot, with drunken gray
ity. II asked a man who speaks English
what the lady was screaming as tucked her
into the auto, and he told me-"
"Larraidou," broke in Ingersoll, pallid
with sudden anger, "you had better go
home!"
Then Peridot too hared into wrath.
"What have done wrong?" he cried. sore
nom! they as like as two peas in pod.
Come, now, Monsieur-is there any harm
i'll saying that:'
Ingcrso turned to Tolemachc. "Lorry,"
he said, "oblige me by taking our talkative
friend to his house. He will be glad of it in
the morning.
So, protesting loudly that some people
made a lot of fuss about nothing, Peridot
vanished with shattered halo. But the
mischief had been done. Next day all Pont
Aven would be discussing Mrs. Carmacs
strange deluson. In the view of the one
man who knew the whole truth, it was the
beginning of the end
CHAPTER vi. A Lull
DERIDOT lived on the Toulifot, steep
/ and rocky road that once upon time
was Pont Aven's main avenue to the in.
terror of France. On the way he was con-
sumed with maudlin sorrow that his beloved
patron, Monsieur Ingersoll, should have for.
hidden him to take further part in the feast.
"Tell me, then, what was my fault, he
protested to Tollemache. "Name of a pipe
Can't fellow take a thimbleful of cognac
to keep the cold out?'
"Thimbleful!' laughed Tollemache, "'lhe
sort of thimbe you used would make hat
for any ordinary head"
"The skipper of the Stella is hon garson,
and showed his gratitude, said Peridot. 81
could have carried the liquor like drum
major if hadn't tasted at lie Pouldu so as
to keep good appetite for supper"
"Ah That's it, is it? Well, I'll make
matters straight with Monsieur lngersoll in
the morning.
Tollemache had every reason to believe
that the fisherman was speaking the truth
He had not seen Pcrdot intoxicated during
five years of fairly close acquaintance.
"rhe worst thing is that Madeleine will
be holding her nose in the air every time she
meets me for a month";, came the detected
whine.
"Ill tell her too how the accident hap
pened. You'll be joking about it yourself
tomorrow old fellow"
"Tiens! I've got it," and Peridot stood
stock still in an attitude of oracular gravity.
Monsieur Ingersoll was angry not be.
cause was trihe elevated, but on account
of what l said about Nam selle Yvonne.
Queer thing if that lady should really be her
mother!'
snow I know for certain that you're
drunk as an owl"
"Not me! CARS! Funny things occur.
could say lots if | chose. Why does Mon
seur Ingersoll encourage Ma 'selle to dress
en- Byetonne2 Why won't he allow her to be
photographed Who has ever heard what
became of Madame Ingersoll? And aren't
those two the image of each other?"
"Peridot," said Tolemache, at would he
a sad finish to a glorious day if were to
knock you down.
at would, Monsieur"
"But that is just what I'll do, as sure as
Fate, if you utter another word concerning
Mademoiselle Yvonne or her father"
"Mad!" declared the other. "All you
Americans are mad! A man never knows