Perth Amboy evening news., 1923-10-11
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Norman Talks

CONS, for which, as she knew no
ench, h was grateful. I offered
her q eat in the car which had been
sent for me, but she shook her head.
IT am going to the Care de IEst,"
she said.
"Where you will take a fresh cab
and drive to the address which you
do not intend me to hear" l remark
ed. you need not go out of your
way. l will give you another parole.
] will make no effort to discover
your address, so you can take your
taxi and drive straight there. 1
shall be at the Hotel Meurice. If
you have an hour to spare, we will
drive in the Bots tomorrow"
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For the next few days I was i'm
mersed in the complications of the
business which had brought me to
Paris. To my surprise, Janet called
to see me at the hotel and we took
our drive in the Bots. 1t was easy
to realize that, whatever the business
which had brought her to Paris may
have been, it was of a disturbing ma
ture. She was v and i'll at
ease looking around all the time as
though she were afraid of being OBJ
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we parted that she was obsessed by
some new fear, some underlying
dread of circumstances of which,
however, she gave me no inkling.
At the end of the third day of
my stay a little conference was held
in my salon between Guy Ennison-
who had worked in the English Sc
cret-service during the war, and
whose headquarters had been in
Paris-myself and Monsieur Destin,
an ex-chief of the police, now a
member of Lutarde's government.
The latter was a short and corpule1t
little Frenchman, with black nus
tache and imperial, vivid black eyes
sand a most vivacious manner.
s&Sir Norman Greyes," he said,
lDkJsping my hand, you are well
LEne. If you "a help to save our
ief, you are more than welcome.
is in danger-of that 1 am as
Eured."
Much of the rest of his speech
was Irrelevant. The gist of the mat
ter, however, was contai ned in his
concluding sentences.
"They will seek to strike through
his one weakness-his sentimental
ty, his excessive good-nature. Phil
ippe Lutarde has always been a lover
of women. a kindly and a generous
lover. He can resist 40 appeal to
his sympathies; and our French pub
1ic-you know, perhaps, how strange
they are. Whatever our own pri-
vate lives may be, we tolerate not
even i~ndiscretions from our great
men. We glorify and sanctify them;
we place them on a pedestal; and II
they fall, we depose them from our
hearts. All nations have their pc
culiar form of hypocrisy. That is
ours. Lutarde's daily life is being
examined at the present moment,
hour by hour"
"By the police 2" I asked. +.
mo! By the agents of a Very
dangerous gang of criminals, whose
chief we believe to be in league with
the other side"
"Why not give warning to Mon
Bieur Lutarde ?"
'That has been done. He is
naughty and impetuous. He will
brook no interference with his
actions"
"Can I meet him ?" I suggested.
''Today at the British Embassy"
Guy Ennison replied. I'VE have ar
ranged a little luncheon. He does
not know your errand, and he
scarcely even realizes our anxiety"
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Our conference broke up soon
Afterward. At luncheon L found
Philippe Lutarde gracious, charm
ing and brilliant. He had the clear
skin and bright eyes of a younger
man; his snow-white hair was a
veritable adornment. He was a de-
khtful companion, and l easily un-
kfstand the enthusiastic adherence
of his friends. Toward the close of
luncheon Ennison spoke to him
quite seriously Of the existence of
some conspiracy against either his
life or his honor. Lutarde only
smiled.
"My friend" he said, II much ap-
preciate all your efforts on my be-
half; but behold, / am seventy years
old! A few years more or less of
life now are little. AS to my honor,
that no enemy can besmirch. If |
were to surround myself by guards,
as you suggest, place myself in a
glass house, I should live an arti-
ficial life. L know that without me
things might for a time be difficult,
and relations between our two
tries might suffer. In a month or
two-however, all that will be
chaaged-we shall have entered up
on a new era-and for these few
months 1 choose to take my risk. /
will not submit to espionage"
Nevertheless for the next three
days l asst away my name and re-
sorted to the meaner walks of my
profession. I Swallowed the great
French statesman from the moment
when he rose until nightfall. There
was a young girl, very beautiful,
with great dark eyes and an appeal
ing face who stopped him one night
with some pitiful story. She was
limping and she pointed continually
to her foot. Lutarde called thefiacre
which she indicated. She leaned her
fingers upon his arm. l was close
enough to sec the pressure OF them,
to note the subtlety Of her upward
chances. He handed her to the cab. I
heard her pleading words she was
lonely. If monsieur would drive
9TH her a little wayi But Lutarde
BOX his head gravely. He paid the
Taxicab man a fare which surprised
him, lifted his hat c~ourteousiy and
walked away. I saw the change In
the girls face as he disappeared
That was just one of his escapes.
We had a more exciting few min