New Britain herald., 1922-09-21
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 MICHAEL LANYARD, known to tho
 police as the
 LONE WOLF, is attempting to re. cover the stolen jewels of EVE DE MONTALAIS the woman
 he loves
 Lanyard, who met Eve in south ern France, where he rescued her from robbery at the hands of the brutal Parisan Apache,
 DUPONT suspects motoring party,
 consisting of the American, .. WHITAKER MONK; his secretary. THINUlT; the latter's brother, JULES. and the
 COUNT AND COUNTESS DE
 I.ORGNES.
 De Lorgnes is murdered by Du-
 pont Lanyard, searching Paris,
 finds the countess. She is intro
 duced as
 LANE DELORME. Lanyard uses
 the name of Paul Martin.
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 Liane Delorme, Those syllables were like spoken spell to break which had hampered Lanyard S memory ever since first sight of this woman in the Cate de l'Univers at Nant A great light began to flood his understanding, but he was de- nied time to advantage himself i,n- mediately ot its illumination: Liane Delorme was quick to parry and riposte.
 How strange monsieur should think he had ever known me by a name But no matter. For now look more closely. I myself cannot get over the impression that I have known Monsieur-Martin, did you say sometime But Paul Martin? Not unless mon- sieur has more than one name"
 Then it would seem that made moiselle and I are both in error. The loss is mine
 While the waiter fetched additional chairs, the woman made her escorts known: Messieurs Benouville ct Le Brun, two extravagantly insignificant young men.
 Champagne frothed into fresh glasses. AS soon as the band struck up another dance, Athenais drifted away in the arms of Monsieur Le Brun. Liane gazed round the room, acknowledged the salutations of seV- eral friends and issued peremptory orders to Benouville.
 Ask Angele to dance with you. l desire to afflict Monsieur Martin with my condolences"
 With the utmost docility Benou- vile effaced himself.
 "Eh. bien, Monsieur Duchemln'
 "Eh, bien. madame la comtesse Liane slipped at her champagne making impudent eyes at Lanyard over the brim of her glass.
 By what appears, you have at last torn yourself away from the charming society of the Chateau de Montalais.
 AS you see.
 That was a long visit you made at the chateau, my old one
 One had the misfortune to fall foul of an assassin" Lanyard took the trouble to explain
 And you were wounded
 Lanyard assented. The lady made q shocked face and uttered approprl- ate noises. AS you know. Ian yard added What an experience. Stlil- 1dane again buried her nose in her glass and regarded Lanyard with look of mysterious understanding Re-emerging, she resumed; Huil, not without it's compensations, eh, mon ami ?" "Indeed,' Lanyard agreed with ms most winning manner: for m stance I recovered speedily enough to be in Paris tonight and mee' mademoiselle without losing tlne
 And where is that good Monsieur Monk tonight? 2" he asked. .,. .'Ah. monsieur. but l am desc lated He has returned to his bar harous America with his kind heart and all his millions, "And the excellent Phinnlt That one as we'll Harvard compassionately hshed hott1e out of the cooler and rehl'ei her glass.
 Accept, mademoisele, every as surance of my profound sympathy. "I will repay sympathy with sym ratby. have already forgotten that ever visited the Chateau de Monta1ais So how should l remern- her I met monsieur there under the name of put lorset .The name of Duchemin 7?
 "I never knew there was Sucn name-I swear.-before l saw It Tn