The Twin Falls times. [volume] (Twin Falls, Idaho) 1905-1916, 1916-08-08

annex a lot Of its paper and enve-
lopes."
Yes? And what have your par
simonious habits to do with our pres
ent trouble?" queried Freneau pa
tiently.
Mulry was disguised. why, don't
you see, you poor Don Juan? You
take these letterheads and write love
letters on them to your sick fiancee.
l take them with me and mail them
from the different towns l make. Then
Miss Stafford will think you are there
Meanwhile you can go away to the
Catsklls and meet your troublesome
Lois. If you can't rig up some story
to get your letters back from her and
keep her quiet until after your mar
riage, why you're not the little bright
eyes l always took you for. See now?"
Freneau did see. He was not en-
thusiastic, but this seemed the only
possible way to tide over the present
reef in his way to the harbor of mat
rimony.
Freneau was dishonorable. Freneau
was Enthusiastically an adventurer and
what the world calls cad, but he was
born of gentle people; he had good
blood in his veins, as his worldly
graces showed. He truly adored Gloria
and wanted only her. There was
sharp torment in the agonies he en-
dured fearing the loss of her through
his previous sins. His punishment was
not far off and he was to meet it
with neither peaceful thoughts nor
clear conscience. He had enmeshed
himself in so complex web of in
trigue and wrongdoing that the prob
lem of escape was ever more complex.
"Who knows? If Gloria had been
woman when he first saw her, the
woman she now was, instead of the
child then, she might have saved his
soul and his life. But he had to take
the present as the past gave it to him,
and hope for future of more straight
forward life.
Late that night in his apartment
Freneau started the batch of love let
tiers and kilograms for Gloria. He be-
came interested in them, and so car
lieu away ny lbO lCA WI AO lAAAhoCN
into them that early dawn and his
valet found him asleep at last with
his head resting on sheets of paper
that bore such messages as:
MY darling Gloria: AS I tele-
graphed you, I arrived safely, but
missed you terribly. This week of alb
sence will seem an eternity"
This was on a letterhead of the
Hotel Ten Eyck in Albany. Others
were from other hotels. The last one
he had written was on the paper of
the Fort Pitt hotel, Pittsburgh. In it
he said:
THE eternity of this long week is
over l return tomorrow to your
arms"
He sealed the letters, wondering
what would be the answer to them.
He took them to the Office, and the
next day when Mulry took his train
TO Albany he carried with him these
letters. He was we'll pleased with the
network of lies that he and Freneau
had woven to deceive Gloria. But it
is much easier to carry out plots in
fiction than in fact.
David, Lois, and her father, Judge
Freeman, were going to the opera that
night and they stopped to see Gloria
on their way. Gloria was sitting III
on her chaise Tongue, still pale and
somewhat weak. She submitted
rather than invited, the in-law kiss
that Lois brushed over her cheek
Then she turned to David and pouted
ooh, dear, some people have all the
luck You are going to hear Geral
dine Farrar in Madame Butterfly,
while I must lie here doing nothing
They won't even let me read, the stin
gy old thingsl" she made a moue a
her nurse. And l do despise to b'
read to. Just wait until l get out o
their clutches, I'll make up for this
I'll be Madame Butterfly all over thu
place."
2 David smiled at her innocence il
: the allusion to Butterfly, but neithe
l he nor Gloria knew that Lieutenan
Pinkerton was white woolly LAM
4 compared to Glorias own lover, Ere
r neau.
i Lois had moved away from Glorii
: toward the bedside table, where
framed photograph of Freneau looke'
}. tauntingly at her. A jealous desire 70
Y possession came over her She lOnge'
to take the image Of the man from
y Gloria as well as the man himself
Y Tho uhinn hacame Immediately
j. necessity to her. She glanced acros
d at the group about Gloria. No on
was looking her way. A smile curle
e at the corners of her lips and a trI
r umphant CLEAN shot for momen
s into her handsome, sullen eyes as sh
e slipped the picture into her opera bag
a Lois was utterly maddened and dei