Grand Forks herald. [volume] (Grand Forks, N.D.) 1916-1955, 1919-11-01
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Marie .ostlvie, a mysterious girl ar
rives suddenly at the home Of Alexander
MacAllister, wealthy munitions manu-
city. He makes arrangements for this
girl to live with Carl Me1tdall,. an art
lat. instructor in the LaClasse schools
snd his wife - explaining that the strl
The girl is tn a state Of exhaustion,
but rapidly r%ecovers and exercises q
strong fascination over Mendall who is
ment. althoush he is already Involved
Of the leading banker Of the city.
Z Townley. MacAllister's chauffsur. ID
the allies. Marie warns MacAllister
against Townley, but shortly afterwards
the plant is DESTROYED by an explosion.
He suspects Kraup. a wealthy German
Of the city OF! having a hand in the de-
struction.
from h LaClasse schools. Mrs. Men
dali goes tt Mr.. Bagsby and frankly
discusses with him her husbands rela-
tions with Mrs: Bagsby. She then warns
her husband that he must choose be-
tween her and the other women who are
constantly coming into his life
II is rumored, that hacAnister in
Mendali plans a daring portrait OF
Marie.
Claire Baesby, daughter Of the bank
or, comes to see Marie. The. latter has
the man MasAiiister suspects Of de-
stroyins his mill, to whom Claire is
At q costume dance thu night young
he has something private ana important
Marie. refuses young Kraup's propos-
81. h and Mendal1 make a sensation
- Sno n&Cr danOa thew norfnFr0 IA.
lgether.
While the party is still going on Ma
RE receives q mysterious message, which
t aaIe,n here VII, H1th h. fear asnd fG5 M t5e nass -
his house TO spend the night. but he Is
not there, has been called sway they are
told. Mrs. Mendall proceeds t o tell her
gardins Marie's past.
She tells Mendali that On her mothers
side Marie has negro blood In her veins.
l. CHATTER xLL-Continnod.
Mendall had not gone for a walk;
it 4 too hot for that. Even the dry
f~urnaee-like breath painted from. the
lungs Of the Great Desert had died SO
completely that, emboldened BY the
~stirless calm of it's enemy. the blue
up the slightly slopes of Laclasse and
the hills Of Bellevue. and had mingled
with the deadly glare Of the sun.
| Mendan had gone down into the
ravine, which still held a little Of the
GOODNESS collected during the last
week. Yet even in his retreat he felt
the oven-like heat grow %intolerably
moist and thick. The banked clouds,
Though they hung Tow. were eth too
|%feecelike to be sullen. but at any mo-
fne1t they might scowl bIackfy. writhe
| . -d <r,f~$ ~-~~~ A4xya orH c-itn All
nature seemed to be standing sti1l IN
hot apprehension Of the thing that
might stffke-or pass on down the
great thoroughfares Of storms, the
great Mtsstssippf Valley.
'Mendarl was reminded OF the
breathtess hush Of the tropics, the lull
before an outbreak Of fury-and OF
Marie. everything IN nature .rssntnd-
lain On the ground for two hours. a
most motionless, ana yet every nerve
IN him wal Jumping. He got
lup. finally, and with eyes lifted ia
LMAries windowB, climbed the terrace
III there was q storm coming he would
would probably be in the room above
him, watching It from her windows.
xIdH.
. LI. HA
BENEATH THE TIGERS COAT.
The house was dark and still wher
Mendall came into It; Mrs. Neudal
had drawn every blind. His studio
was also dark, and cropping to the end
OF the room, he, opened two Of the
casennent.windows
"ssnor-" 1 soft thick voice behind
him said.
Mendan whirled. you, Marie"H
She sat on the couch among the
heat gof the pillows. He came swiftly
and stood over her. 80 you've come
at Iast IT,"
.Ysse-I have wished to come.
-Hs at down beside her, i'm.
petuously. but she drew herself to-
Eether. "Your chair VIII - better,
Senior" /
Menda1l lhesdsd the Warning; he
looked at her from 4 distance. Even
in the half hight he could zee that she
was heavy eyed and lelden-hued.
You're ~. Marie"
NO. 6enpr, only very unhappy"
oTOll me what it-is." he begged.
l 1T 10 not q thine of which i can