Evening journal. [volume] (Wilmington, Del.) 1888-1932, 1922-07-18
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Islowly. II desire you purely in your
own interests to consider whittier
you are going"
Il am well able TO consider for
myself. and to decide without ad-
vice from you, monsieur"
And now you've got your an
swer." chuckled Binet. Il hope you
like it,"
Andre-Louis had paled a little;
there was incredulity in his great
sombre eyes as they continued
steadily to regard her. OF NJ. Binet
he took no notice.
Il bow to your choice. mademoi-
selle. I pray that you may not re-
greet it"
Regret it," cried VI: Binet. He
was laughing. relieved 10 see his
daughter at last rid Of this sutton OF
whom he had never approved, II we
except those few hours when he
really believed him 10 he an eccen-
! trio OF distinction. And what shall
she regret? That she accepted the
protection OF a nobleman so power
full and wealthy that as a mere
trinket he gives her A jewel worth
as much as an actress earns in a
year at the Coincide Franchise"
Andre-Louis looked at him in 81
lence for a long moment. Then he
laughed again. "Oh, you are fan
tastic." he said. You are not real"
He turned on his heel and strobe TO
the door.
Andre-Louis turned. his hand
upon the door handle. NO" he said.
Il was mistaken. You are not fan
tastic. You are just vile-both OF
YOU" And he went out.
CHAPTER Y
Twenty-four hours with la Binet
had been more than enough for the
fastidlous and discerning taste OF NJ.
de La Tour d'Azyr. He looked back
upon the episode with nausea
marveling at himself that until yes
terday he should have found her so
desirable, and curse himself that for
the sake OF that ephemeral and
worthless qualification he should
seriously have imperiled his chances
OF winning Mademoiselle de Ker-
cadiou to wife.
The Chevalier de Chabrillane sat
opposite to him in the enormous
travelling berline. As they were rat
Ting over the cobbles Of Nantes
streets he remembered a promise to
La Binet to witness her perform
ance that night in The Faithless
Lover" He had led the mercenary
little strumpet-it was thus he
thought OF her at present. and with
some justice-to expect favors from
him in addition to the lavish awards
which already he had made her. The
baggage had almost sought to drive
a bargain with him as TO her future.
II became necessary now to come 10
an understanding. since he was COM
PEELED to choose between his trivial
passion for her-a passion quenched
already-and his deep almost spirit
ual devotion to Mademoiselle de
Kercadiou.
He pulled the cord. The carriage
rolled 10 a standstill; a footman APP
peared at the door.
ITO the Theater Feydau." said he.
The great travelling carriage drew
up at the lighted portals OF the Fey
iau. and NJ. le Marquis stepped out.
He entered the theater with Cha
orillane. all uDconsciously TO deliver
himself into the hands OF Andre |
Louis.
In the interval after the second I
act. Andre-Louis sought the dress
ng-room shared by Polichinelle and |
Polchinelle was in the
lct of changing.
Il shouldn't trouble TO change"
re said. The piece isn't likely 10
20 beyond my opening scene Of the
lext act with Leendre."
He was gone. Rhodomont stared
II Polichinelle. Polichinelle stared
II Rhodomont.
As they approached the wings a
oar Of applause met them coming
rom the audience. II was applause
nd something else, applause on an
unusual note. As II faded away
hey heard the voice Of scaramou
inging clear as bell:
And so you see. my dear NJ.
4eandre. that when you speak OF the
bird Estate. It is necessary to be
more explicit. What precisely is the
bird Estate?"
Nothing" said Leandre.
There was a gasp from the audi
nee, audible in the wings. and then
Witty followed Scaramouche's next
uestion:
True. Alas! But what should Il
70 p"
Everything" said Leandre
The audience roared its acclama-
ions.
True again" said Scaramouche.
And what is more. that is what II
iii be. Do you doubt it?"
Il hope It," said the schooled Le-
ndre.
you may believe IT," said Scara-
iouche. and again the acclamations
oiled into thunder.
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