The St. Charles herald. [volume] (Hahnville, La.) 1873-1993, 1920-08-07


he does well block his game-see"
What do you mean!
Lacy leaned forward, and Kissed his
answer into Enright's ear.
Put Cavendish where he can't get
at him. There's, no other chance. III
Jim Westcott ever finds that fellow
alive our goose is cooked. And we've
got the advantage-we know where
the man is
And WeStcott doesn't?
Exactly, hut ne will know. He'll
comb these hills until he finds the
traiI-that's jim Westcott. Come on
back inside. both OF You, and I'll tell
you my plan"
The door closed behind them. shut
ting out the yellow glow, and leaving
the hillside black and lonely.
Miss Donovan did not go down to
sumner. Beaton waited some time In
the office, his eyes on the stairs. but
she failed to appear, and he lacked
the necessary courage TO seek her In
her own room Then Enright called
him and compelled his attendance.
The absence of the girl was not caused
from any lack of appetite, as she sub
sidiZed the Chinaman to smuggle her
a supply of food by way of the back
stairs. which she ate with decided
relish, but she had no desire to show
any anxiety regarding a meeting with
the newcomers.
Her newspaper experience had given
| her some knowledge of human nature
| and she felt convinced that her task
of extracting information would be
greatly Simplified If these people
sought her company first. She was
! at the window when some one raped
| at the door She arose to her feet,
| and took step or two forward, her
heart beating swifter.
| "Come in"
The door opened. and the light from
the windows revealed Miss La Rue.
rather tastefully attired in green silk,
her blond hair fuffed artfully, and a
dainty patch of black court-plaster
adjoining one cheek.
Pardon me. please" the voice some
what high pitched. but they told me
downstairs you we're from New York."
"Yes, that is my home; won't you
come inT
"Sure l will Why was so lone
some in this hole I simply couldn't
stand it any longer. | know your
name; it's Stella DOnOvan-well, mine
is Celeste La Rue"
"a very pretty name: rather I'M
usual. Are you French?"
The other laughed. crossing her feet
carelessly and extracting a cigarette
case from handbag.
French? Well, guess not. My
dads name was Capley, and I an
| nexed this other when l went on the
stage. II tickles the JOhnnies, and
sounds better than Sadie Capley. You
liked 1t yourself"
1T is better adapted to that pur-
pose-you are an actress thenT'
well. nobody ever said so. l can
dance and sing bit. and know how
to wear clothes Tell me, when were
you in New York;
about month ago"
well. didn't you see the Revue?'
1.-THE last one? Certainly"
That's where I shone-secOnd girl
on the right in the chorus. and l was
in the eccentric dance with Joe
Stearns; some hit-what?"
Yes. l remember now they called
you the Red Fairy-because of your
ruby ring. What in the world ever
brought you out here?"
Celeste laughed. cloud of smoke
curling gracefully above her blonde
hair.
"Some joke. isn't it? Well. it's no
engagement at the Good Luck dance
hall yOnder. you can bet on that. The
fact is I've quit the business, and am
going to take flyer in mining?'
Mining? That sounds like money
in these days. They tell me there is
no placer-mining any longer, and that
it requires a fortune to develop. |
wouldn't suppose chorus girl"
"Oh. pshaw!" and Miss La Rue
leaned forward, bright glow on each
cheek. There are more ways of max
ing money in New York than drawing
a salary. I've caught on to few
things in the last five years. 1t pays
better to be Celeste La Rue than it
ev did to be Sadie Capley. Do you
get me?"
Miss Donovan nodded. Her acquaint-
ance with New York fast life supplied
all necessary details. and it was quite
evident this girl had no sense of
shame. Instead she was rather proud
of the success she had achieved.
Il imagine you are right" she adj
mitted pleasantly. $50 you found a
hacker? mining manY
mot on your life. None Of your
wild west for me. AS soon as some
business is Strengthened out here, it's
back to Broadway"
who is it?" ventured the other eau
tiously. mfr. BeatOn?'
Ned Beaton!" Miss La Rue's voice
..nb nd I oh IL