The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1917-01-09
CHAPTER n.
XiVo In France.

sCnAFI Eh u.
Vivs 10 France.
""HE uncle Of America has come
to q confusion Of the sex be-
tween Pierre and me from
careless memory and the
writing of my hand, which Is OF a
great holiness, but not to be easily
read" I explained as read the letter
aloud to Pierre and Nannette.
1t took me just one hour by the clock,
sitting there ON the pile of steamer
wraps with the small Pierre In the hol.
low of my arm, to explain and trans.
late the sense Of that letter to old Nam
nette, and feel sure she would have
been sitting upon that spot yet, i'm
movable, rather than let me depart
from her If 1 had not put all Of my
time and force upon the picturfng to
her Of Iierre who could come down
with her later to me in condition to
run through the gardens of Twin Oaks,
which was the home Of his American
ancestors. With that vision constantly
before her she let the porter and me
insert her into a taxicab and extract
her at the door Of the small private
hospital of the good DR.. Burns, who
was to perform the miracle for the
back and hip Of small and radiant
Pierre. ...e.l.
But what is it that 1 do to permit
the jeune file Of my beloved mistress
to depart into this city Of wicked saw
ages not attended by me? cannot.
Do not demand it," were the words
with which I left her arguing with
that very sympathetic and sensible doc
a confusion Of sex was between Pierre
and me, and he had sent out the check
Of my wicked uncle and procured the
American money for me. Also he had
given me a few directions that he ZAP
peared to think of a great su1iciency
and had ordered taxi to be in readi-
ness for me.
Nonsense, nurse" he said to Nam
nette brusquely, but not with unkind-
ness, when 1 had translated to- him
Nannette's weeping protests. "A great
strapping girl like that can get down
to the Harpeth valley all right by her
self. Nobody's going to eat her up,
and from the size Of the biceps de-
tect under that chiffon 1 think she
could give good account of herself
if anybody tried. How like you are
to what Henry was at your age, child,
God bless you! I'd go to the station
with you, but I've patient all pre-
pared for an operation. Shall send
nurse with your" n
"No, please, good doctor, and good
BY I said, with a great haste, as /
hurriedly embraced both Nannette and
the small Pierre and departed down
the broad steps into the taxi with the
open door.
"Your train may not leave for hours,
but you can get your baggage togeth-
er. Goodby," said that good doctor as
he shut the door and returned to his
pursuit of making human beings either
whole or dead.
"And now, Roberta Carruthers, no
longer Marquise Of Cree and Bye, you
are in your America, and let's see you
do some hustling."
And while that very swift taxi con-
veyed me to the large station that is
as beautiful as a cathedral / did some
what l name tall thinking" What
would be the result Of my womaniy
arrival in that state of Harpeth Of my
wicked uncle? Would he be forced to
murder me as his letter had said?
And IL in his anger over the mistake
he had made from my letter, written
In that very bold and difficult hand
writing, he should turn from me and
the good Nannette and Pierre as well,
what would 1 then dor All must re
enacted that a cure for Pierre be OBJ
tanned. With great energy had been
thinking, but I did not know what It
was that should do to prevent his
anger when I arrived to him as g.
woman until suddenly the good Dr..
Burns kindness in marking the re-
sembalnce Of me to my father In his
extreme youth made an entry into my
brain and was received with the greats
est welcome by the daredevil who
there resides.
ITO Pa Continual