The West Virginian. [volume] (Fairmont, W. Va.) 1914-1974, 1922-09-26
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and that for the second time in
single day-by the slendefest
margin, and thanks solely to this
gentleman here"
Monk consented TO see Lanyard,
and Immediately offered him n
profound salute, which was pune-
tiliously returned. His eyebrows
mounted to the roots OF his hair.
"Ah! that good Monsieur Duche-
but not" Lame laughed. at
Is true, the resemblance is strik-
ing: II Paul would consent u
grow a beard, 1t woull be extra
ordinary. But-permlt me, Cap
TAM Monk, to present my brother,
Paul Delorme."
your brother, mademolselle?"
The educated eyebrows expressed
any number Of emotions. Monks
hand was cordially extended. but
I am enchanted, Monsieur Del
orme. to welcome on board the
Sybarite the brother Of your
charming sister"
Lanyard resigned limp fingers
to his clasp.
And most public.splrited Of
you, I'm sure, Captain Monk
Another bow. Lanyard looked to
LANE: Forgive mo II l seem con.
fused, but | thought you told me
IAIister Whitaker Monk had sail.
ed for America a week ago."
and SO he did," the captain
agreed blandly. "Mr. Monk tho
owner, is my first cousin. You see
in ME merely the skipper of mS
wealthy kinsman's yacht"
/ and your two names are the
same yours and your cousins?
You're both Whitaker Monks?"
at is favorlte name in our
family, monsieur"
Lanyard wagged his head in sol.
emn admiration.
"That makes it all so clear!'
well, anyway, I'm glad to meet
you to your bare face" said Monk.
"And now suppose We adjourn to
the shippers quarters, where we
can improve one another's acQuain.
tance."
Lanyard remarked that there
were places laid for four. He had
been expected, then. Neither Monk
nor Phinuit had betrayed the
least surprise on seeing Lanyard; :
and Phinuit had not even troubled
to recognize the fiction which
Lame had uttered In accounting
for him.
Lame had got her second wind
and was playing variations Jon
the theme OF the famous six bot
tie of champagne. Lanyard loung-
ed in his easy chair and let his
bored thoughts wander.
Lanyard finally broke In;
WHO is Dupont, and why?"
"If you're asking me-" Monk
replied, I'm say going on
mademoiselle's story-Mopsieur
Dupont is by ghost"
lone would DO glad to be sure
OF that" Lanyard murmured.
But all this begs my ques-
tion," Lanyard objected. who
is Dupont, and why?"
II think I can answer that ques-
ton, monsieur" This was Lame
Delorme.
II recognized him this morn.
ing, when you were struggling
with him. His name Is Poplnot. "
There was a Poplnot in Paris
is my day; they nicknamed him
the Princes OF the Apaches, But
he was an older man, and died by
the guillotIne. This Popinot who
calls himself Dupont, then, must
be his son."
THAT is true, monsieur"
"All OF which brings US to the
second part Of my question,
Lame: Why Dupont?
Lame shrugged and studied her
bedizened fingers. The heavy
black brows circumfleXed Monk
eyes, and he drew down the corn
ers OF his wide mouth. Phinult
fixed an amused gaze or a dis
tant corner OF the room and
chewed his cigar.
why did Dupont-or Popinot'
Lanyard perslsted-"Iaurder do
Lorgnes? Why did he try to muir
der MademoIselle Delorme2 Why
! did no seek to prevent our reach.
ing Cherbourg?"
Give you three gueses." Phin,
uit offered amiably. But I warn
you II you use more than one you
will forfeit my respect forever"
"You admit, then, you have the
jewels?"
why not?" Phlnult inquired
cody. 1--WE took trouble enough to
away from US, aren't you? You
taking trouble enough to get them
away from US, aren't you You
don't want US to think you so
stupid as to be wasting your time
do you?"
His imperturbable effrontery was
so amusing that Lanyard laughed
outright. Then, turning to Lame,
he offered her grateful inclination
OF the head.
"Mademoiselle. you have kept
your promise. Many thanks"
"Hello!" cried Phinuit. What
promise?"
Monsieur Lanyard desired a
| favor of me" I,iane exnlained bar