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forgotten ever meeting him."
"Ahl" said Lsnyard-'but about
Madame la Comtesse de Lorgnes
"My friend: you must forget that
name as utterly as l have forgot
ten another"
"He was really a count?"
who knows? II was the style by
which he had always passed with
US"
"Alasl" sighed Lanyard. and bent
somber gaze upon his glass.
what Is this?" she asked sharply.
You know something about de
Lorgnes?"
Had you not heard?" he coun-
tered, looking up in surprise.
Heard"
He saw her eyes stabbed by fear,
and knew himself justified of his
surnames Ali day she had been
expecting de Lorgnee. One could
imagine the strain of care and fore
boding. She was on the rack.
But there was no pity in Ian
yards heart. He knew her of old,
what she was. what evil she had
done.
And purposely he delayed his an
swer TIL her patience gave way and
she was clutching his arm with
frantic hands.
what is the matter? Why do
you look at me like that? why
don't you tell me-if there IS any
thing TO tell--7"
ut is in all the evening newspa-
pers--the murder mystery OF the
Lyons express"
DE Lorgnes-7"
Lanyard Inclined his head. The
woman breathed an invocation 10
the Deity and sank back against the
wall, her face CHASTITY beneath its
paint.
Lame Delorme made an effort 10
speak. but only her breath rustled
harshly on her dry lips. All the
OF her face relaxed and her
years peered out through that mask
OF artifioe which alone preserved for
her the Illusion and repute OF beau
ty.
Lame Delorme stirred abruptly.
THE assassin" she demanded
is there any clue2"
Briefly. Lanyard told her of see
Ing the Comte de Lrognes in Lyons
and the tragic sequel.
"Ahl" she unused bitterly-"If
only we knew the name OF that
sale Cochonl"
I'VE do"
''We-monsieur7 ?"
Il, at least. Albert Dupont" he
announced abruptly.
Unquestionably the name meant
nothing TO the woman. She ourled
| lip; But that Is any namel" Then
houghtfully:
What had Dupont 10 do with de
Iorgnes2"
IF you will tell me that, there
will be no more mystery in the
ad affair"
The woman brooded heavily fo- a
moment. But II II had been you
ne was after. might under
tand -"
He caught the sldelong glimmer
Y her eye upon him. dark with
n unuttered question.
But the waltz was at an end,
thenais and lie Brun were thread
lg their way through the inter-
ening tables.
The interruption could not have ,
cen better timed; Lanyard was :
cen 20 get away.
Now Athenais was pauslng beside /,
ie table. and saying with a smile :
weary as II was charming:
Come, Monsieur Paul, II you !
ease, and take me home! I've :
need TIL I'm ready TO drop"
But tell me about Lame, II Il
Mt a secret?" asked Athenais as
e two TAXED 10 her apartment.
You have met her before tonight
"Oh! that was so long ago and !,
on trining thing, one wonders q
remembering IL at all :
opened. one night. to be where I
I'd no right 20 be. That was rather !.
habit OF mine. I'm afraid. And :
I discovered, In another mans = :
'artmsDt, a young woman, hardly -
ore than child. trying TO commit
icide. You may believe put a
ID TO that Later. for IN
ose days 1 had some little infiu-
ce in certain quarters. got her a
ace in the chorus at the Varieties.
10 made up name for the stage:
ane Delorme. And that is All
~ see. II was very simple"
And she was grateful?"
Not oppressively. She was quite
rmal about II ALL"
continued I'm Our Next Issue)