Manchester Democrat. [volume] (Manchester, Iowa) 1875-1930, 1916-03-08

beneath the dripping vizor of his cap
keenly welcoming this diversion OF a
cherries hour.
With at least outward semblance OF
resignation Lanyard approached the
window.
Il have been guilty Of some stupid
ity, perhaps?" he inquired with lip
civility that knew no echo in his heart
But am sorry"
1.-THE stupidity is mine," the girl in.
terrupted in accents tense with agi.
tation "Mr. Lanyard, IL"
Her voice faltered and broke in a
short, dry sob. and she drew back with
an effort of instructive distaste for
public emotion. Lanyard smothered
an impulse to demand roughly: We'll.
what now?" and came closer to the
window
There is something else I can do,
Miss Bannon?"
Il don't know. I've just found it
out came away so hurriedly never
| thought to make sure; but I've no
money-only a few francs!"
! After a little pause he commented:
it?".
What am to do? I can't go ba ok
l won't! Anything rather. You may
Judge how desperate | am when l pre-
fer to throw myself on your gener-
osity-and already I've strained your
patience"
mot much" he interrupted pleas
antly, in a soothing voice. "But-half
a moment-we'n have to talk this
over"
Directing the cocher to drive to the
Place Pigalle, he re-entered the cab.
suspicion more than ever rife in his
mind. But as far as he could see
with that COMPOUNDED sergent de vile
staring-there was nothing else for it.
He couldn't stand there in the rain for
ever, gossiping with girl half hyster-
ical or pretending to be.
''You see," she explained when the
fiacre was again under way, II thought
had a hundred-franc note in my peck
etbook, and so have-but the pocket
Troyon's."
"A hundred francs wouldn't see you
far toward New York." he observed
thoughtfully.
ooh, 1 hope you don't think"
She drew back into her corner with
little shudder of humiliation. + 80
m AS II he hadn't, Lanyard turned to
the window, leaned out, and redirected
the driver sharply: 'Impasse Stanis-
last"
Immediately the vehicle swerved,
rounded corner, and made back
toward the Seine with a celebrity which
suggested that the stables lay on the
Rive Gauche.
"Where?" the girl demanded as Ian
yard sat back. Where are you taking
me?"
I'm sorry" Lanyard said, with every
appearance of sudden contrition; Il
acted impulsively-on the assumption
Of your complete confidence. Which,
of course, was objectionable. But,
believe me, you have only to say no,
and it shall be as you wish"
But" she persisted impatiently-
you haven't answered me: what Is
this Impasse Stanislas?"
1.-THE address of an artist I know
Scion, the painter. We're going to take
possession of his studio.residence in
his absence. Don't worry; he won't
mind. He is under heavy obligation to
me-Ive sold several canvases for
him, and when he's away. as now, in
the States, he leaves me the keys. It's
sober-minded, steady-paced neigh
borhood, where we can rest without
misgivings and take our time to think
things out"
But" the girl began in an odd
tone.
Permit me-" he interposed hastily,
ito urge the facts of the case upon
your consideration"
"Well?" she said in the same tone,
as he paused.
ITO begin With don't doubt you've
good reason for running away from
your father"
"A very real, very grave reason"
she affirmed quietly.
And you'd rather not go back
THAT is out of the question:" with |
restrained passion that almost won his
credulity.
"But you've no friends in Paris?"
mot one!"
And no money. So it seems, II
you're to elude your father, you must |
find some place to hide pro tenn. AS
for myself, I've not slept in forty eight
hours and must rest before I can do !
more, before I'll be able to think clear
ly and plan ahead And we won't &C.
complish much riding round forever
in this miserable ark. So offer you
the only solution I'm capable of adj
under the circumstances"
you are quite right" the girl agreed
after moment. please don't think
me unappreciative. Indeed, it makes
me very unhappy to think know no
way to make amends for your trouble"
There may be way" Lanyard in
formed her quietly; "but We'll not dis
cuss that until we've rested up Bit
II shall be only too glad" she be-
gan, but broke off and, in silence
that seemed almost apprehensive,
eyed him speculatively throughout the
remainder of the journey.