The New York herald., 1922-03-05

fell to the lot of Yvette. There were times
when she staged the scenario and took
the leading part herself. She did it with
an unwavering nerve that might have
been devoted to a better purpose but
never to better effect until-well, it has
already been said that an Apache queen
has one weak spot, and it is as vulnerable
as the heel of Achilles
The story that is sitting through Paris
now tells how it happened, how the cold
and calculating Yvette was finally touched
in the one weak place In her strange
called her, because she always brought
fortune to the enterprises of the Paris un-
derworld and none at all to those of the
Paris police. She would say that in the
end she brought the only real luck in the
world to herself, and that turned out to
be the one f1awless spot and was what
saved her. And some Of the other old
Apaches would understand what she
meant. The story has told much more than
few facts about what happened to Yvette,
something deep and psychological, ex-
planning with It what is becoming of the
Apaches
Began With Joy Ride
And JeweIry Holdup
The whole adventure began like reck-
less Joy ride in stolen automobile, but as
fact 1t was quite otherwise. There were
five british, square jawed, square shoul-
dered men and slip of girl black
haired, alert, with something electric
about her movements-and something
fine in her face despite the company she
was in and the errand she was on, as it
afterward developed. They went Joy riding
toward Versailles, but on a matter that
was strictly business and carefully
planned-by the black haired girt.
The car turned twice around the block
at Suresnes and drew up in front of the
plate glass window crashed with blow
of the cars Jack" and three trays had
passed hand to hand into the car. Yvette
was tense, her eyes on the watch every
where and the sparkle of diamonds still
tempting her further.
"The top tray-at the left-Quick," she
directed. 1t was in her hands. Let her
have it," was the next sharp command,
for Mme Duval had rushed, screaming
the alarm from the door, The bandit did
not hesitate, and as the car leaped for
ward with sudden roar of engines there
were two almost simultaneous reports and
the jewelers. wife dropped, wounded in
two places.
The car rushed on as far as Colombes.
There the "joy riders" abandoned 1t and
rode TRANQUILITY into Paris on the train
Without even having been on the train,
any one who knew Yvette would say that
she gave a gay laugh when 1t was all over
and that a softer look came into her eyes
then as she looked across at Degory She
was seeing the week ahead, in which he
would take her, exquisitely gowned and
decked in diamonds, to the fashionable
cafes and restaurants. And the same light
was in the eyes of Degory and trace Of
the same fneness in his features that was
in Yvette's. and that somehow was out of
keeping with the accepted conception Of
a bandit.
The, haul was divided next day in room
on the rue Mouffetard The boys made
present to Yvette of some handsome pins
and rings and the rest she took out and
sold for $4,000 francs, of which she brought
back 1880 on account. But part of the
prize never came up for division at all
and nobody missed It.
Degory had planned a surprise for the
queen and he took few pieces Of jewelry
and disposed of them on the sly--to a
fence" who worked with the police, un-
fortunately. "Fortunately"-Yvette would
say now, because that is what began all
the trouble
She was only terrified by the treason OF
the man she loved--her Apache lover
fearful lest the comrades knife him; and
she spent two days trying to heep him
safe from his bandit comrades before she
found that the police were on his trail.
She dared not tell the boys that they we're
all in danger through Degory and they
didn't know what to make Of her excite
ment, her pleading that they go, separate
quickly. Bah, there's no hurry. They we're
kidding her now.
The little queen had found her weak