Amarillo daily news. [volume] (Amarillo, Tex.) 19??-current, 1922-09-22


"Ah" said I.anyar,l-"bui abou,
Madame Ia comtease de- Lorg'
mes ."
"My friend: sou mus, forget tina,
name ~ utterly as ! have forgot
ten another"
''Ile was really coun,7"
who knows? II was the style by
which he had always passed with
ur"
Alas" sighed LANYARD. ana bent
a somber gaze upon his glass.
What N this" she asked sharply
you know something about do
Lorgnes3"
"liad you not heard" he coun
tered. looking up In surprise.
Heard"
lie saw her eyes stabbed by fear
and knew himself justified OF his
surmises. All day she had been cN
pecting de Lorgnes. One could
imagine the strain OF care aud fore.
boiling. She was on tho rick.
But there wns no pity IN Ian.
yards heart. lie knew her " old.
what abe was. what evil she had
done.
And purposcly he delayed his an.
swer I'LL her patience gave way and
she was clutching his arm with
frantic hands.
what IL the matter? Why do
you look at me like that Why
don't you tell me--if there IN any.
thing 10 tell-7"
1T IL In all the evening nswspa.
pers---thc murder ,nysiery Of the
Lyons express"
DE Lorgnes-7"
, Lanyard inclined his head Tho
woman breathed m Invocation 10
the Deity and sank hack against the
wall. her face CHASTITY beneath It's
paint.
Lane ,Delorme made an effor, TO
speak. but only her breath rustied
harshly on her dry lips. All the
muscles OF her face relaxed and her
years peered out through that mask
OF artiice which alone preserved for
her the Illusion and repute OF beau.
~.
Lame Delorme stirred abruptly.
The assasslnY" she demanded
is there any cluey"
Briefly. Lanyard told her OF see.
Ing the Comte dc Lorgnes In Lyons
and the tragic sequel
"Ah" she unused bitterly--''lf only
we knew the name Of that sale
cochon"
I'VE do"
"we-monrieis?
IL. at least. Albert Dupont" he
announced abruptly.
Unquestlonabiy the name meant
nothin. TO the woman. She curled
a lip: But that In any name" Then
thoughtfuily;
"what had Dupont to do with Dc
Lorgncs?"
III you will tell me that. there
will be no more mystery In this
sad affair"
The woman brooded heavily for u
moment. But n Il had been you
he was after. l might under.
stand :"
lie caught the sIdelong glimmer
OF her eye upon him. dark with
an unuttered question.
But the waltz was at an end.
Athenais and 10 Brun were thread.
ing their way through the inter.
yenlng tables.
The interruption could not have
been better timed: Lanyard was
keen 20 get away.
Now Athenals was pauslng beside
the table. and saying with a smile
az weary as II was charming;
Come. Monsieur Paul. II you
please. and take me homel I've
danced Gil I'm ready TO drop"
But tell me about Lane. N II
isn't a sccretg" asked Athenais ss
the two TAXED 10 her apartment.
"You have met her before tonight"
"oh. that was NO long ago and
such n triflns thing. one wonders
at remembering Il at all .. ! hap
pened. one night. 10 DO whore had
no right 20 DO. That was rather
a habit Of mine. I'm afraid. And
no ! discovered. In another mans
apartment. a young woman. hardly
more than n child. trying 10 commit
suicide. You may believe ] put
stop 20 that. -. :. Later. for In
those days had some little infiu.
ence In certain quarters. got her =
. place IN the chorus at the Varieties.
She made up a name for the stage:
Lane Dclorme. And that 10 all,
You see. II was very simple"
And she was graieful7"
mot oppressively. She was quite