The Miller press. [volume] (Miller, S.D.) 190?-current, 1917-02-08

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stop me:'
Lois cold, hard answer howlcd him
over: Even Gloria can't be so crazy
about you that she would marry you
IL / were found dead here"
Freneau stared 1t her aghast. He
could not quite be sure of her meaning
till he say a little phial in her hand
He leaped for it. But she lodged
round his desk and put it to her lips
Don't you come near me or you'll
wish you hadn't" she cried. IF you
take another step I'll swallow this
Freneau had to temporize with the
mad woman. He surrendered weakly
and dropped into a chair.
Listen to me. Lois" he pleaded. Il
went to her father to borrow money.
I've got to have his support or go
bankrupt. If | do that III blow my
brains out. OF course, l don't love
Gloria. My heart is yours. But / can't
marry you. If l marry her she won't
interfere with your love and mine.
We shall be all the safer. If you
love me, you won't ruin me. If you
don't love me, give me the phial and
I'll get out Of your way"
She was in so insane a mood of
Jealousy and longing, that she be-
lieved him. She made him swear that
he spoke the truth, as if an oath or
two meant anything to him. Then she
suffered herself to remain his dupe,
and he took her down to a taxicab,
feeling sur that he was well rid Of
her.
When she had gone he breathed
more easily. He even laughed. He
had everybody working for him. His
rival, Royce. was toiling to save
Gloria's life. His ex-lame, Lois, was
in league with him to keep up the de-
ception. Gloria's father was lending
him money. He was plainly a child
Of destiny.
He was so treasured by his luck
that he made q holiday with Mulry,
who planned to start off at once
on a round of the different cities
where they had branch offices for the
convenience Of victims who lived far
from New York.
Ignorance may be bliss, but it is not
preparedness. Freneau was blissful
in the belief that Lois was quieted. He
did not dream, nor did she, that David
Stafford was awakening. When Ere
neau took Lois to the taxicab, she
lowered her veil, but a veil is only
a partial disguise at best, and it may
attract attention. Neither Freneau nor
Lois noted that a certain Mrs. Coleridge
was passing. or that she stared hard.
Mrs. Coleridge was one of the pretti-
est faces in Freneau's pack of dis
cards. She was a sort OF female FIRE.
neau, but in Ereneau she had met
her match, because she allowed her.
self to be more thrilled than thrilling.
He had passed on without a long pause
before her shrine.
Mrs, ,Coleridge had seen Freneau
with Lois at various tea dances, and
she recognized lois all the more read
lily for her veil. She vas outraged in
her finest sensibilities. She felt 1t her
duty to see that Lois was punished.
She did net want to appear as a COM
planning witness, but her righteous in
dignation carried her to a large hotel
in whose writing room she found pen,
ink, paper, envelopes, and sec-ecy. She
dashed off a little note to David ad-
vising him that his wife was showing
more interest than he might approve
in a certain heart-breaker. Mrs. Cole
ridge neglected to sign her name. In
fact, she rather disguised her hand
writing, though this made little diff
ference, since David did not know
1t, anyway. She dropped the little
letter into a mail-box with the inno-
cent glee OF IN anarchist slipping a
bomb with a time fuse under a mil
l~ionaire's automobile.
The United States post Office author
tiles carried the loaded letter to Da-
vids Office for her. He opened it
and read it, but could not understand
it. He read it again and understood
It, but could not believe it. He was
about to toss it in the waste-basket,
where such missives belong. He read