New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1915-05-02
Continued from last Sunday

She could not know that Raymond had forged his
thunderbolt with no slight skill. He could not
hope 70 achieve the Anal effect he aimed at by
merely revealing secret that was no secret.
Close observation had shown that the girl was
well aware Of the relationship she bore TO Mrs.
Csrmac. and, although she might be a prey to
terror and dismay at finding the knowledge IN
possession Of comparative stranger, she would
hardly do other than resent his interference-re
sent II, too. with a good deal Of spirit and hot
indignation.
He eontrived therefore, 70 combine innuendo
with fact He had counted the cost He
playing a desperate game During the next Ave
minutes he must have in Yvonne either a deter
mined opponent q subservient, II unwilling
ally. There could be no half measures. II his
suit was spurned he must attach himself forth
with 70 Rupert Fosdykes fortunes. II Yvonne
wavered. or WAS cowed. he would strike telling
blow through her mother. No matter how the
issue tended, he was secure Of humping reward
Once again the hazard Of the hour seemed TO
be with him Yvonne, almost tongue-ted and
wholly bewildered could only falter brokenly,
Having said so much. you cannot stop now. What
do you mean when you say that Mrs. Carmac Is In
danger"
He almost chuckled. Things were going we'll,
exceedingly well. She ready to listen. But
ne managed to throw an emotional vibration into
his voice For the moment the man was a con-
summa.e actor, though indeed he had so much
at stake that no extraordinary effort was called
for.
THANK you" he said, apparently creeping in a
fog Of doubt, and forcing unwilling parade Of
unpslatsbls and distressing facts. ut is some
thing gained to feel that you have suspended
judgment You may may not know already
that Mrs. Carmae is your mother / ask you to
admit nothing; only TO hear and weigh my state
ments dispassionately. Eighteen years ago your
mother deserted you and your father In Paris.
For some reason Mrs 1ngersoll married Carmac
in her maiden name two years later None OF her
associates ever guessed that the beautiful and
distinguished Stella Meredith had been the wife
Of an unknown artist. Her secret was safe with
YOUR father. II would have gone to the grave
with her but for the wreck Of the yacht on
Breton reef, and the really phenomenal chance
that brought her first husband and her child to
her rescue Even then nothing might have been
revealed had not Carmac lost his life. Really, II
ono were superstitious, one would see the action
of Providence in"-
"Please spare me any references OF that sort,
broke in Yvonne. She could endure much; but
she was not compelled to suffer this hypocritical
scoundrel's blasphemy.
RAYMOND started. There was a new quality In
her voice She was regaining her self-control,
and at all costs he must prevent that II he
would win, he must adopt tactics Of the whirl-
wind order.
Forgive me-" he said. 1.-THE thought has been
so constantly in my mind Of late that 1t came
unbidden But you leave me no choice. must
speak plainly, almost brutslly. Let Rupert Eos
dyke obtain the faintest shadow of the unques
ill pl- driv
mother forth a pauper but put such COM
plexion on the facts that she will be disgraced
forever among her equals"
"Disgracedl Why? People not disgrseed
because they obtain divorce according to the
laws Of their country"
"No: but they are punished severely if they
offend against the social code. Mrs. Carmac's
offense lie against British law. She cannot deny
It. The first person who lodges an information
can upset her husbands will Deprived Of his
money and its influence, what becomes Of her"
Yvonns stood in the road as though she had
been turned to stone, and perforce Raymond halt
ed and faced her. There not a strong light
in that place Some fifty yards away shone lamp
that marked q footbridge across the top of the
bnrbor. Just beneath the Aven took its last
plunge rs a mountain stream and mingled its
sweet winters with the tides. On the rocks, high
the cold clear blue Of staTlit sky, and it needed
no highly imaginative mind to picture the stark
figure of the Christ gazing down compassionstely
on one Of His creatures who was disobeying His
ordinances.
Not far distant was the cheerful cafe frequented
By artists and writers on summer evenings, where
Madame MARKETABLE, Julia Guillou's sister, dis
pensed cups Of LACK coffee and tiny glasses of
liqueur cider and epigrams-each excellent IN
ia way. In q fash the notion presented itself
to Yvonne's overburdened mind that the pleasant
intimacy Of those mild revels being banned
by some mslgn influence which had its living
agent in the diminutivs creature now confront
ing her The empty sleeve of Raymond's oVercoat
added to his lopsided appearance The black fig
ure sharply outlined against the white road and
the luminous mist rising from the river, was al
most ghoul-like in its ungainliness. She could
zee the Calvary. Raymond had turned his back
on It. Instantly she found In him the personifca-
ton Of the impsnitent thief
But she had her wits about her now. Life was
becoming too complex in its issues for girl to
handle them alone. No matter what the outcome,
her father must take control; but before going
20 him she must probe this miscreant's full in
tent
"Do you imply that you are the person who may
lodge an information ?" she said, with 9 calmness
Of tone that sounded bizarre in her own ears.
"No, no. That is the last thing would think
Of" protested Raymond hestedly.
"or that you feel compelled to acquaint Rupert
Fosdyke with his rights as his uncle's heir?"
"He has no rights. His uncle has cast him off
deliberately He is an inscriptions roue-witness
his heartless philsndering with your friend Made