Courier Democrat. (Langdon, N.D.) 1891-1920, 1917-02-22

which involved the honor of the great
Gouverneur Faulkner, she pressed her
body close to mine and her lips upon
my mouth.
CHAPTER TX.
Brothers by BIoodshed.
~OR that carcss of that wicked
woman | had not sufficient en-
E durance, and I pushed her from
he with %rUughneSS and spranw
to my feet.
ut is not true. Madam Whitwortl.
that I was eXclaiming when l
caught myself in the midst of my w
betrayal just as was about to be
shown into Il plot which it was of
much value to know. And as my
words ceased l stood and trcmbled
before her wickedncss.
do you know. Mr.. Robert Carrutl-
ers, | do not entirely understand YOU"
she said. with Il great and beautiful
calmncSs as she lighted Il cigarette and
looked at me trembling before her.
You are a very bold young cavalier.
oAS f'A LII ' II L lIlhIllS llululc vi
shall | say--a French-girl."
AS she spoke those words, which
began i'll sarcasm but ended in IL queer,
uncertain tone of suspicion, as if she
had Numbered on q reason to soothc
her vanity for the recoil of my lips
from hers, an ugly CLEAN shot from
under her lowered lasheS.
EI u,, tbc ,e ,l> I,,.. - ~,.
ruthcrs as we'll as of Gree and Bye.
beautiful madam, and l cannot endure
that YOU put upon my very good uncle,
the General Carruthers, an unfriendli-
ness to France | exclaimed with a
%quickness OF my brain that 1 had not
before discovered. "On points of hon
or ] have that sensitiveness that you
say to be--be of a woman"
"Oh, my darling boy! l didn't mean
to hurt you about that absurd old
feud off, And us she spoke the beau
tiful Madam Patricia rose and came
upon me with outstretched arms for
another abhorred embrace. which it
was to my good fortune to have inter
ruptcd. But | had Il fcar of that sus-
picion l had see flashed into her mind
even though lulled by my fine assump-
ton OF the attitude of a ma of honor.
Lovely and beautiful madam" I
made Il beginning to say, when
"Oh, yes, MI. CarrutherS is here, for
l have an appointment to call for him."
an interruption came in the voice Of
my Buzz i'll lcmonStrance with the
black maid of Madam Whitworth i'll
the hall of her house.
Come in. Buzz, dear called that
beautiful Madam Whitworth as in II
small instant she changed both her po-
her countenance OF anger and anxiety.
She was a very wise and beautiful and
much experienced woman, was that
Madam Whitworth. but she had given
to me, unleSSOned as | was in the art
Of politics, the fact that l most want
ed: that the two papers containing the
specifications concerning the mules had
been m~istranslated by her.
Put a shawl around you, Madam
Pat, and come out here to the street
a minute to see what is going to hap
pen to the Prince Of Carruthers,' said
my rescuer as he inserted his head
into the room for one little minute
and beckoned us to follow him.
And what did I find out there upon
that street?
l then experienced a surprise that
gave to me a very great pleasure and
which made my heart to expand until
it almost burst the restraint of that
towel of the bath under the bag Of
my brown cheviot coat. Before the
door Of the house of the beautiful
Madam Whitworth stood the gray rae
ing car of my Buzz, and before it
stood a slim car Of a similar make,
only 1T was of the darkest amethyst
that seemed to be almost Il black.
While behind it stood one of equal if
not superior elegance of shape which
had the beautiful blackness Of jet.
That was not all. Across the street
stood also Il a of a golden brown
and to the front of it one of the red
of a very dark cherry.
There you are said my Buzz, with
II wave Of his hand. "pick one. with
the compliments of the general. |
think the amethyst is Il jewel"
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