Evening star., 1922-06-04

were near. and 1 felt that I ought
not to repel him
You kissed him? Come, confess
it, I said, gravely.
'I do not deny it. But I regret it
now"
And you met him clandestinely?"
| Yes. I did
You made pretence of loving him
in order to humor him." / said, yet
it seemed amazing that a lady such
| as she was should fall in love with
| low-born Partisan Tapache, man
who defed the police. and whose
criminal deeds had. before the war.
been the talk of Europe. -
Yes she replied. in low voice.
That is so. But now I do not know
how to act. All this is driving me
mad-mad," she cried, in despair. ris-
| ing from her chair and placing her
! hand upon her brow. Il feel that l
shall go out of my mind. I get no
sleep, no rest. The image of that
terrible man haunts me-.
| And her eyes elared out at me In
| the tense strain Of her overstrung
| nerves
No no. I said do not take it
| that way We must find a way by
which we can combat him"
He swears that he is coming to
London; that if I still refuse him
he will kill me-"
The affair is quite simple. Have
him arrested
| Il should \have to appear against
| him. Look at the scandal"
But you have already told Mr.
er-
Arthur Mansfield" she said.
| You've already told Mr.. Mansfield
that the fellow is prosecuting you."
1 remarked. Therefore, why shrink
from taking a Arm and drastic
hand?"
Because Of those letters. If they
come into his possession they must
cause breach between U.S." she de-
clared. hopelessly. Look" she added.
II have brought some of the letters
that Levigne has written to me-
Read them"
| K X
r TOOK the half-dozen ill-written
letters in French. scribbled upon
ruled paper in an illiterate hand
The passionate outpourings were just
suhh as l should imagine an apache
would address to the hatless girl Of
his heart. the girl of the lower class
es in the Montmartre. They were full
Of fierce affection, of admiration for
her beauty, combined with express
| sions of desperation and of a fierce
determination that she should marry
no one else.
I noticed that none Of them bore
any address, except the last. That
was dated from a French GONZALES
cent hospital in Lwon a month be-
fore and contained distinct threats
II demand that you meet me in
Paris, my dearest Ida" wrote the
notorious Rossignol, "at the same
place in the Bois at o'clock on
the 18th. Recollect the date. Oh,
no. I shall. not hurt you. Do you
think I could do any injury to the
one I love better than my own life?
You can easily come to Paris on a
visit to madame your friend in the
| Avenue Villiers I know all about
her, and more about you than you
| think, so do not fail me this time. >
"I give you one last chance. my
a, dearest Ida. II you do mot reply and
keep the appointment I shall know
that you no longer love me. Then I
shall come to London and see you
and your mother again. What will
she and your father think when 1
show them copies of your sweet let
ters to me. eh? Think. reflect. Do
not be cruel to your Louis any long
er. No man shall marry you except
I myself. I repeat that hundred
times. 1 kiss your dear sweet hands.
Write to the Poste Restants at Lyon.
Your devoted ''LOtIS"
iTHAT letter was certainly seri-
rms one and caused me to re-