The Bridgeport times and evening farmer., 1922-11-08

the Avenue d'Iena- The Avenue d'Iena Is one of the wide and handsome streets bordered with trees which radiate from the Place de PEtoi1e, Gin the center of which is situated the famous Arc de Tri- omphe) and was consequently Eot far from Arnold's hotel
 Arnold's sense of exhilaration fn- creased as he approached the Avenue dIena. He had no real foundation for supposing that Aimee d'Aurigny was the person he hoped to meet, and still less for supposing that. if so, his un- invited call would be gratifying to her. But. should he be mistaken in her identity. he could excuse him self for the intrusion and retire, ana n the latter case he had. in the small parcel which he carried a req son, if not an excuse. for calling
 Halfway along the Avenue dIIena he dismissed the taxi and walked boldly up to fine, white stone house whose windows, with shutters thrown back at either side. displayed net cur tains with appliques of braid lace. He rang the bell at the side of the neav- lilly studded oak door. and a pre&ty girl, wearing cap, appeared in answer.
 Good afternoon. mademoiselIe. Is Madame Aimee d'Aurigny at home!'' he enunciated carefully
 The bonne. replied graveIy
 ''Monsieury doubtless means Made- moiselle d'Aurigny?"
 With a gesture Arnold endeavore3 to convey the impression that he had spoken in absence of mind, and pur- sued:
 will you please ask if Made moiseHe d'Aurigny can see me?"
 He had previously devated whether or not to send in his card, which could convey nothing in any case, puI the bonne having produced a card tray there was mDthing for it but to deposit his card upon it. and this he did, and was ushered into a s1rrrns- room upon the right of the square hall Its furniture included several antique pieces. and a worn but handsome Aubusson carpet. Upon one or the tapestry covered chairs which showed signs of careful darn ing at one corner of the seat - a newspaper had been dropped. so that part of it had fallen 10 the floor. and closeby 1t crumpIed handkerchief seemed to offer further proof that some one had just left the room hast lily A small white kitten dozed upon a plotting pad upon the escritoire. winch upon his entrance jumped down and ran after the maid
 Arnold had not really formulated any expectation, but he had uncon- sc1ously dreaded to find himself III one or those abodes where a certain type of luxury tells its own tale. Be- fore he had time to observe much more, the door opened, and there en- uered the lady whom he had last seen leaving the Pa4ais The bonne accom- panied her to the door, where she remained, as if awaiting further dt- recttons from her mistress
 Arnold rose and bowed, rather dis countenanced by the fact that. di vested Of the heavy outdoor clotstnp In which he had always previously seen her, and her simple indoors froc,r revealing the girlsh lines of her f7g- ufe, she appeared much like a wIIrui. passionate child, than the p1rposefuI ana reVengefeul woman he had some now prepared himself to meet. and perhaps subdue. He had made many con1ectures, all torturing to htn1serT ahout her. but seeing her now, in these surroundings. he dismissed them with sense of guilt
 Meanwhile, she was obviously a tefmlned to make him speak first.
 Have l the pleasure of addresstne Mademoiselle d'Ourigny?"
 ! es, monsieur. You desire 2"
 Arnold hesitated. She smiled faint ly and made a slight disdainful srs- ture.
 You need not trouble to expratD monsieur I know your errand!'~
 My errand. mademoiseIIe? ?''
 certainly But I can tell you at once you will learn nothing further from me I told monsieur at tbe Palais all that knew, I did not even understand all his questions Why did he send you?"
 Her color rose, and her eves sparkled with tears But Arnold as Ion1shed by her words scarcely notfc- ed these signs of emotion. Her accent that peclliar to the Tours district, was Tree from the somewhat gutturaI fn tonations of Parisiln Flianch, and every syllable. clearly enunciated in 3 naturally sweet voice. he easily un- derstood
 Excuse me. madem oiselle.' he said. NO one has sent me. You mis- take the cause of my visit or else you"
 'No?s You understand me very well, I think! You wish to tell me hat l am mistaken in thinking you followed me from Brussels? Your people have been very clever, ynon- sleur' and I felt sure. until went to the morgue, that your miserable spying was at an end!"
 There was a long pause, during which she impatientIy brushed some ears from her cheeks, and Arno1d effected upon her words which threw light upon her strange attitude owards him. He approached her. ur- consciously crushing the parcel in his land.
 do not understand you, nadem- 'lseile. However, my purpose in {O YOU. And he rapidly unro1led the package. A faint smile touched the corners of her mouth. as she recog- l1zed the lace blouse
 You would have done better to sell hIs lace, monsieur" she said scorn- ully; you could then have repaf0 'ourself for the inconvenience caused 'ou, as well as the duty you doubtless 'aidi"
 You are very good, nnadem oiseIIe," 'eturned Arnold, exasperated by her in T