American Falls press. [volume] (American Falls, Idaho) 1907-1937, 1917-07-13

E-f"H 1871 q" 49, ~ Et4
pied with perfect breeding. Her fam
lily had been one of the Oldest and
mOst-respected as well as one of the
wealthiest in Manhattan. But that
comfortable fortune which might have
been hers had been dissipated by her
paternal extravaganza; Fanny had
been penniless when she married
young Adair for his money! sordid
motive whose had been
atOned by her candOr in owning to it
as by its i'll success. For Adair had
lost everything in Wall street and had
taken his life during the ensuing fit
of despair.
Since that time Fanny had lived
upon the increment of her arts and
charms.
1t was quite natural that steady
paced matrons like Mrs. Wrenn should
disapprove ardently Of Fanny Adair.
Patria, however, liked the girl and
recently finding her temporarily ma
rOoned in a shabby boarding house in
town for lack of funds or invitation
to any country house, had promptly
taken Fanny under her wing, prOvtd-
ing her with accommodations as lux
urious as her own in the hotel and i'm
p%ulsively promising her a month at
SHADOW Lawn" when the time came
for Patria to return.
Could she have seen Fanny at that
moment, Patria would have been less
charitably disposed, would have grant
ed that more cOgent reasons existed
for %repenting of her hasty invitation
than the fear of Mrs. Wrenn's dis
pleasure.
It was noon precisely when Mrs.
Adair alighted from a town-car as ir-
r|eprOachably turned out as her engag-
ing self, and with furtive glances right
and left, approached the entrance to
a faultlessly quiet residence in a So
Der side street Of the Murray Hill
quarter.
Her ring was answered by a sleek
little man-servant with clo%se-cropped
hair as black as eyes that resembied
jet beads set aslant in a saffron mask.
Individually he recognized the caller.
Bowling with a Difference that was
somehow subtly insOlent, he admitted
Fanny.
Upon a mat in the middle of the
room a japanese gentleman Of high
rank sat clothed in the rich simple
. ity of the robes appertaining unto his
nobility.
He was a man of middle-age, yet
Younger thar his years. The habit OF
? authority was his, tempered with the
l most suave urbanity.
my dear Mrs. Adair-"
! He bowed over her hand so low his
! lips seemed to brush 1t.
: She began to speak in agitated &C
cents: Baron HurOki-"
He deprecated her emotion with q
slight gesture.
!, "You have come to tell me some
thing I very much wish to know
ehT"
Her hands worked together in hel
. lap. II have come to say, I wish tC
l. be released from our agreement"
3 A second small gesture dissented
n Her voice failed. She stared at hin
: with pitiful eyes.
1T is impossible, my dear Mrs
:, Adair." His tones were as bland a
d oil. his intention as firm as adamant
e He smiled intimately up at her. "Wh!
distress yourselfT"
81 don't like what you make me do
she faltered. "Patria-she is too gOot
to me. too kind and sweet. I can't ge
my W consent to continue spying oil
III her ~
you do not need it, dear Mrs. Adair
. You have mine"
Baron Huroki-"
"Please-ah, please do not make m
d remind you of certain unpleasant mat
ters which must inevitably becOm
public should you fail to carry out m
instructions with respect to the amis
BILE Miss Claiming. 1t is my wish tina
you continue to be her friend 20
must become her bosom friend, he
closest confidant when that is accom-
pllshed, 1 shall secure through you Gel
tain information essential to my-o
happiness; and her l shall perm
you to 20 free of all obligations to M
Meantfme-must I remind you. you
services are well paidT'
She was silenced. And while sh
sat twisting futile fingers togethe
and striving to contrive some way OF
of those tolls in which she was $
81 hopelessly enmeshed. a servant el
81 tered, bowed, and announced SenC
III Juan de Lima. At sight Of Mrs. Ada
he addressed her with the infOrmalil
M of an intimate acquaintance:
"Ah-h, Sonora Adair! OF all wome
the one am most anxious to SCI
And where, Fanny, dear. were yC
last night, when l see Mees Pair
u dancing with Montmartre?"
'T-last night? Patria at Montma
treI"
ID The eyes Of the baron narrowe
de but yes-I tell you, l am at MOI
1870 ,k kurO fhana morning with