Bogalusa enterprise. [volume] (Bogalusa, La.) 1914-1918, 1915-08-26
CHAPTER v.
The Encounter.

Meanwhile, during the interview Kit
ty Gray had with the American consul,
a scene of other import was enacting
elsewhere in the Gretzhoffen capital.
In the interior of white marble
fronted palace. perhaps mile or SO
distant from the humble quarters OF
the American consulate, tall, dark,
imperious man was pacing up and
down restlessly, his eyes now and
again turned upon the door of the
great apartment as though he expect
ed someone to enter. At length the
| door did open. A soft-footed servant
appeared.
"Monsieur Roleau, excellency," he
announced.
"What, Roleau!" exclaimed the tall
man impetuously, as the visitor en-
tered. What has kept you? The ship
locked hours ago. And have you got
it? Come come, mani"
The individual addressed as Roleau
bowed deeply. "Excellency," he said,
Il came as soon as could be sure
would not be watched"
He was a man of dark complexion,
of strong and sturdy build, of broad
shoulders and deep chest-a man half
a giant, one would have said-but his
eyes dropped as they met the stern
gaze of h he addressed, as though
he might have been his master. Z.
You found it-you succeeded, then
tell mel"
"Excellency-sire-yes.'
The newcomer extended a hand
which trembled slightly. Il swear it
was in this bag"-he was offering q
little chamois bag tied with ribbon
at the top-a bag which apparently
, had been once suspended by the
broken silk cord attached to it.
You say it was in this bag-ther
why not now?"
The tall man caught the little re
ceptacle from the others hands
, ripped it wide-shook out the con
, tents. There fell into his hand upo1
, the table near which he stood, only
few trinkets of woman's toilet
little dainty handkerchief coin, yes
, a coin.
The tall man held this up in hi
:. hand, his face distorted with rage.
6 What! a half-dollar of their CURSE
, money! Curse you!' He half shrieked
O and as he did SO flung the piece full
o in the others face, with such violenc
|, that the skin broke under its i'm
O pact.
q THE coin,' went on the enrage
# speaker-"what Go you mean? DO 20
!. mock me, Frederick, your real MOI
o arch? You shall die for this. 70
O have failed-you have not found it
Q. you have lost it:
n His own eyes half starting from hi
head in his anger. he strobe IoTWaF
% and caught the throat Of Ro!eau
h. his two mighty hands, shaking hi
Il as he would have shaken child
"Go," he said, and flung him toWar
is the door,
h, It was as Kitty Gray, after leaving tn
If American consulate, was speeding t
5. ward her hotel in her hired vehlc
n that she caught sight Of a man sta
al gerng from the side entrance OF
" great mansion house Of white marb
at front. He seemed to have escape
g. from some calamity-fr0m an attemp
a ed robbery or murder. Without pau
1T ing to ponder upon propriety, she hal
at ed her vehicle and sprang out, haste
n. ing over to the sufferer who stoc
it at the edge OF the curb.
Id What is wrong?' said she. "Yc
Id are in trouble-you are hurt. Sha
~ take you home-to some hospital
. to the hotel? Come in, you are We
to come"
as The man looked at her mutely, he
itating.
nd Come, l will cnrry you where ye
lis like" She had him by the arm nov
It and unsightly as he seemed, hurr1e