Through the Wall

y. He knew that he would be followed and presently arrested, he knew this without even glancing behind him, he had understood the whispers and searching looks in the hotel; it was certain that his

the man turn to the right and drive on to the Rue de Vaugirard. He knew th

," he called out.

e young man had opened one of the inner pockets of the bag, drawing out a flap of leather under which a name was stamped quite visibly in gilt letters. Presently he took out a pocket knife and tried to scrape off the name, but the letters were de

creasing interest until presently Ki

d. "I'll fix you." And, drawing the two bla

, he wanted to have a look at Notre-Dame, three full miles away. The driver swore softly, but obeyed, and back they went,

gh narrow, dark streets, instead of by the straight and natural way, so that it was after midnight when they entered the Rue du Cloitr

important business here. There'll be plenty of time for him to get a drink." Then, with a

ame forward immediately from the second cab followed by Papa Tignol and a policeman. The shadowing dete

e is over," he flung out. "See where he went, ask the concierge," he said to Tignol. A

r fare. You can go. I'm from headquarters. I have a warrant for this man's

pourboire?" gru

're lucky to

me the unexpected happening): "Well, I'll tell you one thing,

d. "You know my name

seat and, waving his hand in derision, he called back:

And, in order to explain how he happened to be making so untimely a visit it is necessary to go back se

e Notre-Dame, and at twenty minutes past nine by the clock in the Tavern of the Three Wise Men he had drawn up at the house where the Bonnetons lived. Five minutes later the young man was seated in th

ocono,' he c

d happy. Her mantling color, her heaving bosom, and the fond, wistful lights in her dark eyes told how very happy she was. And how proud! After all he trusted her, it must

ominous entrance of Mother Bonneton. She eyed the visitor with frank unfriendliness and, without mincing her words, proceeded t

ospitality. Mother Bonneton held her ground grimly, decl

?" asked t

to M.

lgium, and who came to Paris occasionally to see her and to get orders for his work. On one occasion he had met this cousin

ener does not approve of

nd this foolish girl. But he understands his responsibility as the only relation she has in the world a

el

ut a month ago, he asked me and my husband to make i

nable!" exc

usin wants to know if this young man is a

at for myself,"

Ha, ha! How

s about me?" resumed Kittredge

ut her thick lips in an ugly leer. "I should say

t th

at you lived for months last year by

ttredge in a low

money you made by gambling you s

he girl he said: "Alice, I didn't mean to go into

ails," she interrupted. "I kn

e eyes trustingly an

of a certain person. I thought I loved her and-I made a fool of myself. I gave up a good position in New York and-after I had been here a while I went

nd of a lady who dines alone with gay young gen

dined, I say she was a lady, and the proof of it is

winced

hed the sacristan's wife, "r

m not denying that she raised the devil with me. She did that good and plenty, so at last I decided to break away and I did. It wasn't exactly a path of roses for me those weeks, bu

"Do you mean to tell us you haven't had

er," he declared, "for

I shall write M. Groener to-night and tell him the

aggrieved at this wanton affront to her lover, the

us. I'm grateful to you for believing in me and I-I'd like to know why you t

or a last appeal when the bell in the hall tinkled sharply. Mother Bonneton answered the call and returned

ry important." With this she delivered a note to Kittredge and added in an exultant

age!" chuckled Mother Bonn

teriously "Grande toilette, bare shoulders,

n to Kittredge: "I suppose this is anot

He read it, then read it again, then he crumpled it i

now what you think of this, I can't stop to explain, I-I mus

ome back?" cr

This is

come back. You must come back to-night. It's the last thing I'll ever

poke, not pleading but command

ery late," h

simply, "no matter what time. I'll

power of her eyes: "I'll surely come," he

onneton's grumblings with a look that this hard old woman had once or twice seen in the girl's face and had learned to respe

e eyed the young man sternly but said nothing, for Alice was at her back holding the lamp and there was something in the American's face, somethin

th a queer little smile. "I couldn'

m with frightened eyes

n by 'it,' but, as a matter of fact, it hasn't begun

Was the woman who came in the ca

es

en with her

h her only abo

e in t

es

d y

owly. "Oh, I'm in t

I hel

woman for over six months. I didn't know she was coming here. I don't love her, I love you, but I did love her,

then in a low voice she spoke the words that w

t," he answered unsteadily. "I

ou, Lloyd,

indow attracted by sounds from below, and as she peered d

den understanding she exclaimed: "Perhaps we will know now what he has been doin

ng," said A

ed the old woma

le a harsh voice called out those terrify

later, as she unlatched the door, a fat man with a bristling red mustache and keen eyes p

Then producing a paper he said: "I am from headquarters. I am looking for"-he

the American, "you ma

. Lo-eed K

s,

ave a warrant for your arre

ward. "Why do you arres

ugging his shoulders: "I don't know wha

istan's wife. "Holy angel

ve, and the two policemen laid

, and his eyes yearned towar

redge felt a sickening sense of shame

ed. Then, going close to her lover, Alice spoke to him i

u. It was because my love is so great that I refused you this afternoon. But you need m

choked a little. "I'm the happiest man in Paris, but-" He c

and kissed him passionately on the mouth-their fir

led Kitt

I am in