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The Mischief Maker
Sy E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEIM
BOOK 11.
CHAPTER VIII
A DECLARATION OF INDEPEN
DENCE.
Lady Anne came gayly down to the
•treet a few minutes later. She war
■till wearing the plain black rown and
the simplest of hats. Nevertheless, she
looked charming. Her fresh complexion
with its slight touch of sunburn, her
wealth of brown hair, and the distinc
tion of her carriage, made her every
where an object of admiration tn a city
where the prevailing type of beauty was
so different.
“Poor mother!" she exclaimed, as they
crossed the Place de I'Opera. ‘Tell me,
was she very theatrical this morning.
Julien **
Julien smiled.
“I am afraid I must admit that she
was," he declared. "I found her very
interesting.'*
“I hate to talk about her,” Anne con
tinued. “it makes one feel so unfllial.
but really she is the most wonderful
(marionette that ever lived the perfect
'life. Tou see. I have been behind the
scenes so long. Every now and then
so little of the woman's nature crops up.
I Her cut to Mr*. Carraby. for instance,
was quite cne of the events of the sea
son. It was so perfectly administered,
so utterly scathing. I hear that the poor
‘'creature went to bod for a fortnight
afterward. Gracious. I hope I am not
distressing you. Julien!” she added
hastily.
' “Not in the least." Julien assured her
grimly. "I have no interest in Mrs.
I Carraby."
Lady Anne sighed.
'“That's how you men talk when your
little feeling has evaporated. Julien,
you're a selfish crowd! Tou make the
world a very difficult place for a
woman."
* “I think." he said, “that your sex
avenges itself." _
“I am not sure." she replied. Men
so often place the burden of their own
follies upon a woman's shoulders."
-you rebuke me rightly.” Julien de
clared bitterly.
“I was not thinking of you, she told
him reproachfully, "(am sorry. Julien.
I should not have said that”
“It was the truth.” he confessed.
*abaolutelv the truth. Still. I have
never blamed Mrs. Carraby for my dis
asters. It was my own asinine simpli
city. Tell me. whin shall I see you
again? I think I ought to liave you
here.”
She laughed.
"You want to know my
view with mother? Well, you shall
know all about that. 1 promise you.
because I have changed my mind. I
Intend to make you an auditor. Don’t
desert me. Julien, please. Remember,
this is really a trying moment for me.
I have to face an irate and obstinate
parent If friendship is worth anything,
come and help me"
“I can't help thinking." he objected,
your mother would rather talk
to you alone."
“Then you will please to consider me
and not my mother.” Anne insisted, as
they drew up before the
hotel “I wish you to remain."
The duchess received them perfectly.
She did not attempt anything emotion
al She simply held out both her
hands a little apart.
••You dear, sensible people!" she
cried “Anne, how dared you give us
such a shock!”
Anne leaned over and kissed her
mother.
“Mother.” she announced, I am not
going to marry Julien.”
The duchess started. |The expression
which flashed from her eyes was un
mistakably genuine.
“Don't talk nonsense, Anne!” she ex
claimed sharply.
“No nonsense about it” Anne retort
“i can t bear to talk when any one
is standing up. Sit down, and in a
few sentences I*ll let you know how
hopeless it all is.”
There was real fear in the duchess
eyes. t
“Anne.” she gasped, “is theer a man.
then?"
*Tou idiotic person, of course there
isn't*” Anne replied. "Why on earth
should all talk about a man directly a
girl breaks away for a time, I can't
imagine Now sit down there and lis
ten. I brought Julien along because if
you bully me too much I shall make
him take me away. We are excellent
.friends. Julien and I. and he has been
Very kind to me since I came here; but
•I met him entirely by accident, and if
I hadn't I am quite sure that we might
; have lived here for years and never
come across one another."
"But 1 have told every one in Lon
don!" the duchess protested. “I have
explained everything! I have told them
'how you always loved Julien, what a
terrible blow his troubles were, and
'how you suddenly found that it was
impossible for you to marry any other
man. and like a dear, romarftic child
khat you are, you ran away to him.*
“Yes," Lady Anne said dryly, “that's
a very pretty story! That's just what
z jl imagined you would tell everybody
' when you knew that I'd come here.
That is just.” she continued slowly,
[“what you hawe been rubbing into poor
{Julies this morning before be came to
see me. Very well, mother, up to a cer
tain point it came off. you see. Julien
called most dutifully, found me sitting
In an attic—’attic’ is the correct word,
Isn't it?—and made his declaration. No,
3 don't think he declared anything, on
khe second thoughts! He effectually
concealed any feelings he might have
■tad. It was a suggestion which he
made.”
"My manner of expressing myself,”
Julien began a little stiffly
“Tour manner of expressing yourself
was perfect." Anne interrupted. “It
was a great deal too perfect, my preux
chevalier Only you see, Julien, only
you see. mother. Julien offered me
exactly what I left home to escape
from. I have come to the conclusion,"
bhe went on. smoothing her skirt about
her knees, “that it is most indecent and
Wholly Improper even to think of mar-
Cdng a man who does not love you and
hom you do not love.”
The Duchess closed her eyes.
“Anne, what have you been reading?*'
|he murmured.
“Not a thing," Anne went on. *T
Sever did read half enough. I'm simply
ketidg by instinct. Julien and I were
engaged for three months, and at the
fend of that time we were complete
Strangers The idea of marrying a
Mranger was not attractive to me. Let
that go. jfulien went. Along came
Bamuel '*
“We will not talk about Mr. Har
ford." the Duchess interposed hastily.
“Oh. yes. we will! Now. so far as
lulien was concerned.” Anne continued.
"I dare say I should have smothered
tny feelings because there is nothing
tevoltlng about him. .He is quite an
{ttractive person, and physically every
tiing to be desired. But when it came
t) a man who was not a gentleman.
hose manners were odious, who offend
ed my taste every time he opened his
Louth—Why. you see, the thing couldn’t
|e thought of! Day by day it got
worse. Towards the end he began to
tend put his hands on me. That
de me think That's why I came
b Par's."
, "Anns,” the Duchess declared gev-
erely, “you are indecent!”
“On the contrary,” Anne insisted. “I
think it Was the most decent thing I
ever did. “Now please listen. I win
not come back to England, I will not
marry Julien. I will not think of or dis
cuss the subject of marriage with any
one. I am a free person and I haven't
the least intention of spending my life
moping. I am going to have a pleas
ant time and I am going to have It
in my own way. You have two other
daughters, mother—Violet and Lucy.
Unless they change, they are exactly
what you would have them. Be satis
fied. Devote your energies to them
and count me a black sheep. You can
make me a little allowance, if you like
—a hundred a year or so—but whether
I have it or not. I am either going
to make bows in Mademoiselle Rig
naut's workshop, or I am going to be
secretary to a very delightful lady—a
Mrs. Christopher, or something of the
sort.”
Tne duchess rose—she had an idea
that she was more dignified standing.
••Anne." she said, T am your mother.
Not only that, but I ask you to remem
ber ’who you are. The women of Eng
land look for an example to use. They
look to us to live regular and law-abid
ing, to be dutiful wives and mothers
You are behaving like a creature frqm
an altogether different world. You
speak openly of things I have never
permitted mentioned. I ask you to re
flect. Do you owe nothing to me? Do
you owe nothing to your father, to our
position?”
"A great deal, mother,” Anne replied,
"but I owe more to myself than to any
one else in the world.”
The duchess felt helpless. She looked
toward Julien.
‘There is so much of this foolish sort
of talk about,” she complained. "It all
comes of making friends with socialists
ar.J labor people, and having such terri
ble nonsense printed in the reviews.
What are we to do, Julien? Can’t you
persuade Anne? I am sure that she
is really fond of you.”
"I wouldn't attempt to influence her
for a single moment.” Julien declared
"I won't say whether I think she is
right or wrong. On tne whole, I am
inclined to think she is right.” '
"Tou, too, desert me!” the duchess
exclaimed.
“Well, it all depends upon one’s con
ception of happiness of course,” Julien
replied, "but so far as I am, concerned
let me tell you that the idea of a girl
like Anne married to an insuffeiahle
bounde“ like Harbord, just because he's
got millions of money, simply made me
boil.”
Anne, for some reason or other, was
looking quite pleaped.
"I am so glad to know- you felt like
that, Julien. It's really the nicest thing
you've said to me all the morning. Wel\
that’s over now. Mother, why don’t
you give us some lunch and take the 4
o’clock train back? It's the Calais
train, which I know you always prefer.”
The duchess reflected for a moment.
There were advantages in lunching at
the Ritx with Julien on one side of her
and Anne on the other. She gave a
little sigh and consented.
BOOK 11.
CHAPTER IX.
FOOLHARDY JULIEN.
The luncheon in the beautiful restau
rant of the Rita was a meal after the
duchess* own heart. She was at home
here and received the proper amount of
attention. Not only that, but many ac
quaintances—mostly foreign, but a few
English—paused at her table to pay their
respects. To every one of these she
carefully introduced her daughter and
Sir Julien. The situation was not with
out its embarrassments. Lady Anne,
however, dissipated them by an unaf
fected fit of laughter.
"Mother thinks she is putting every
thing quite right by lending us the sanc
tity of her presence." she declared. "We
have been seen lunching at the Rita.
After this, who shall say that I ran
away from home to meet a riding mas
ter in Paris, or some other disreputable
person? I may perhaps be pitied as the
victim of a hopeless infatuation for you,
Julien, but for the rest, if we only sit
here long enough I shall be white
washed.”
The duchess, was a little uneasy.
“I must say, Anne.”, she protested,
"that you seem to have developed a
great deal of levity during the last few
days. It's not a subject to be alluded
to so lightly. Ah! now let me tell you
who this is. A wonderfully interesting
person, I can assure you. She was born
in Paris of American parents, very
wealthy Indeed, married when quite
young to Prince Falkenberg. and sepa
rated from him within two years. They
say that she Is still a great persoQ when
she chooses. My dear princess!”
Madame Christopher, who had entered
the room on her way to a luncheon
party, paused for a moment and shook
hands. Then she recognised Julien.
“Really," she murmured, "this Is most
unexpected. My dear duchess, you have
quite deserted Paris. is this your
daughter-Lady Anne? I scarcely re
member her. And yet—”
"We met yesterday.” Lady Anne inter
rupted promptly. "You know, I want
to be your secretary, Madame Christo
pher. If you will let me. My mother has
entirely cast me off. so it doesn’t mat
ter.”
The duchess made a most piquant ges
ture. It was really an Insufferable po
sition, but she was determined to remain
graceful.
“My dear Madame Christopher,” she
said, "you have no grown-up children,
of course, so I cannot ask for your sym
pathy. But I have a daughter here
who is giving me a great deal of trouble.
I flatter myself that I have modern
views of life, but Anne—well, I won't
discuss her.”
Madame Christopher smiled.
“Young people are different nowadays.
Duchess.” she remarked. "If Lady Anne
really wants to come into life on her
own, why not? She can be my secre
tary if she chooses. I shall pay her
just as much as I should any one else,
and I shall send her away if she Is not
satisfactory. There are a great many
young people nowadays. Duchess.” she
continued, “in very much your daugh
ter's position, who do these odd things.
I always think that It is better not to
stand in their way. Sir Julien, I want
to speak to you before you leave this
restaurant. I have something important
to say.”
The duchess was a little taken aback.
To her it semed a social cataclysm, some
thing unheard of. that her daughter
should propose to be any one's secretary.
Yet this woman, who was certainly of
her own order, had accepted the thing
as entirely natural—had dismissed it,
even, with a few casual remarks. Julien,
who since Madame Christopher's arrival
had been standing in his place, was some
what perplexed.
"You are lunching here?" he asked.
"With the Servian minister's wife. I
shall excuse myself early. It is a vital
necessity that we talk for a few mo
ments before you leave here. Five min
utes ago I sent a note to yout rooms.”
"I shall be at your service,” Julien re
plied slowly.
"1 shall expect you in the morning,”
Madame Christopher said .smiling at
Lady Anne. "Don't be later than 10
o’clock. I am always at home after 4,
duchess, if you are spending any time in
Parts,” she added.
They watched her as she passed to ths
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; little group who were awaiting her ar
rival. She was certainly one of the
most elegant women in the room. Lady
Anne looked after her with a faint
frown.
"1 wonder," she murmured, "if I shall
like Madame Christophor?”
“I had no idea, Julien,” the duchess
remarked, "that you were friendly with
her.”
Julien evaded the question.
"At any rate,” he said, turning to
Anne, "this will be better for you than
making bows.”
“I suppose so,” she assented. "All the
same. I am very much my ( own mistress
in that dusty little workshop If Madame
Christophor, isn’t that the name she
chooses to be called by?—becomes exact
ing, I am not even sure that I shan’t
regret my bow-making.”
“Tell me exactly how long you have
known her, Julien,” the duchess persist
ed.
“Since my arrival in Paris this time.”
Julien answered. "I had —well, a sort of
introduction to her.”
“She is received everywhere," the
duchess continued, "because I know she
visits at the house of the Comtesse Des
chelles, who is one of the few women
tn Paris of the old faction who arc en
tirely exclusive. At the same time I am
told that she leads a very retired life
now, and is more seen in Bohemia than
anywhere. I am not at all sure that it
is a desirable association for Anne.”
“Well, you can leave off troubling
about that,” Anne said. “Remember,
however much we make believe, I have
really shaken the dust of respectabil
ity off my feet. Hamilton Place knows
me no longer. I am a dweller in the
by-ways. Even if I come back, it will
be as a stranger. / People wjll be in
terested in me. perhaps, as some one
outside their lives. That strange
daughter of the poor dear duchess, you
know,’ they will say, 'who ran away
to Paris. Some terrible affair. Nq one
knows the right of it! Can’t you hear
it all? They will be kind to me, of
course, but I shan’t belong. Alas.”
The duchess was studying her bill
and wondering how much to tip the
waiter. She answered only absently.
“My dear Anne, you are talking quite
foolishly. I wish I knew,” she added
plaintively, a few minutes later, “what
you. have been reading or whom you
have been meeting lately.”
"Don’t bother about me," Anne beg
ged. "What you want to do now is to
tell Perkins to pack up your things and
I’ll come and see you off by the four
o’clock train. Julien must wait outside
for my future employer. What I really
think is going to happen is that she’s
going to ask for my character. Julien,
be merciful to me! Remember that
above all things I have always been re
spectible. Remind her that if I were
too intelligent I should probably rob
her of her secrets or money or some
thing. I am really a most machin
like person. Nature meant me to be
secretary to a clever woman, and my
handwriting—don't forget my hand
writing. Nothing so clear or so rapid
has ever been seen.”
The duchess signed her bill, slightly
undertipped the waiter and accepted
his subdued thanks with a gracious
smile.
"I can see." she said as they left the
room, “that I shall have to wash my
hands of you. Nevertheless, I shall
not lose hope.”
She shook hands solemnly with Juli
en and he performed a like ceremony
with Lady Anne.
"When shall I see you again?” he
asked the latter.
"You had better question Madame
Christopher concerning my evenings
out,” she replied. “It is not a matter
I know much about. I am sure you
are quite welcome to any of them.”
Julien found a seat in the broad pas
sageway. Several acquaintances pass
ed to and mro wmoh so far as possible
he avoided. Madame Christopher
at last. She was the centre of a little
party who were on their way into the
lounge. When she neared Julien, how
ever. she paused and made het adieux.
He rose and waited for her expect
antly.
"We are to talk here?” he asked.
She nodded.
"In that corner.”
“Madame Christopher.” Julien salo
earnestly. "I am most grateful tor your
offer. At the same time. I honestly do
not believe that I have anything to fear
anywhere. Herr Freudenberg has made
one attempt upon me, and has failed. I
do not think he is likely to risk every
thing by any open assaults. In these
civilized days of the police, the tele
phone, and the law courts, one is not
so much at the mercy of a strong man
as in the old days. I do not fear Herr
Freuenberg.” '
' Madame Christophor shrugged her
shoulders
"My friend,” she admitted, “I admire
your courage, but listen. You say that
one attempt has already been made to
silence you. For every letter you write
there will be another made. At each
fresh one these creatures of Herr Freu
denberg’s will have learned more cun
ning. In the end they are bound to suc
ceed. Why risk your life? I offer my
house as a sanctuary. There is no
need for you to pass outside It. You
could take the exercise you require in
my garden, which is bounded by four
of the highest walls in Parts. You can
sit in a room apart from the rest of tne
house, with three locked doors between
yoti and the others. You may write
there freely and without fear.”
Julien smiled.
“I am afraid it is my stupidity,” he
said, "but I cannot possibly bring my
self to believe in the existence of any
danger. I will promise you this, if I
may: If any further attempt ehould be
made upon me. any attempt which came
tn the least near being successful, I
will remember your offer. For the pres
ent my mind is made up. I shall remain
where I am.”
She shrugged her shoulders.
"Ingrate!”
“Not that, by any means,” he assured
her heartily. "You know that I am
grateful. You know that if I refuse for
the moment your offer it is not because
I mistrust you. I simply feel that 1
should be taking elaborate precautions
which are quite unnecessary.”
"I might even spare you.” she re
marked, smiling. "Lady Anne for your
secretary.”
“Even that inducement.” he answer
ed steadily, "does not move me.”
She pointed to a more retired spot.
He followed her there.
"Order some coffee," she directed.
He obeyed her and they were prompt
ly served. She waited, chatting idly of
their luncheon party, of the coincidence
of meeting with the duchess, until they
were entirely freed from observation.
Then she leaned toward him.
"Sir Julien,” she said, “I have read
your articles, the first and the second.
You are a brave man.”
He smiled.
"Are you going to' warn me once
more against Herr Freudenberg?” he
asked.
She shook her head.
"If you do not know your danger,”
she continued, "you would be too great
a fool to be worth warning. Remember
that Freudenberg came from Berlin as
fast as express trains and his racing
car could bring him the moment he
read the first.”
“I have already bad a brief but
BRYAN DOING AT BALTIMORE
WHAT TEDDY DID AT CHICAGO
BY RALPH SMITH.
BALTIMORE, Md„ June 25—Substi
tute William Jennings Bryan for Theo
dore Roosevelt and the situation which
confronts the Democratic convention at
its opening session at noon today is but
a repetition of the Republican situation
at Chicago last Tuesday.
Here, as there, is the irreconcilable
conflict between the radical and the con
servative-progressive wings of the
party.
Here, as there, the national committee
stands for the conservatives and is de
termined on the destruction of the dis
turbing element.
By a curious coincidence, the figures
are almost the same. In Chicago the
national committee stood 32 members
against Colonel Roosevelt. Last night
the national committee by 31 votes se
lected Judge Alton Parker, of New
York, for the temporary chairman
of the convention. In Chicago Mr.
Roosevelt’s hat was in the ring. Here
somewhat unpleasant interview with
him,” Julien remarked.
“I congratulate you,” she went on.
"Unpleasant interviews with Herr
Freudenberg generally end differently.
Now listen to me. I have a proposi
tion to make. There is one house in
Paris where you will be safe—mine. I
offer you its shelter. Come there and
finish your work.”
Julien made no reply. He sipped his
coffee for a moment. Then he turned
slowly round.
"Madame Christophor,” he said, "once
you told me that you disliked and dis
trusted all men. Why, then, should I
trust you?”
She winced a little, but her tone
when she answered hpfn was free of
offense.
“Why should you, indeed?” she re
plied. “Yet you should remember that
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ATLANTA, GA.
Mr. Bryan has thrown his hat into
the ring, and here, as in Chicago, the
national committee has welcomed the
challenge.
There is the same violent language.
Mr. Bryan last night gave out a state
ment that recalled Colonel tloosevelt at
his best. The majority of the national
committee, said Mr. Bryan, is under the
control of the "predatory interests.”
"Talk about harmony,” he said, “is ab
surd.” The Belmont-Ryan-Murphy
crowd, which dictated Mr. Taft’s renom-
Inatibn, is as active here as at Chica
go, and the same corrupting'Snfluences
are seeking to control this convention.”
If Mr. Parker did not know who is
behind his candidacy, declared Mr.
Bryan, he was not qualified intellectu
ally to be the temporary chairman; if
he did know it, he should not be per
mitted to sound the keynote in a Demo
cratic convention. All which brings
back to memory the fervent proclama
tion which Mr. Roosevelt gave out every
day at Chicago.
the man against whose pherished
schemes your articles are directed is
the man whom I have more cause to
hate than any other in the world.”
“Herr Freudenberg,” he murmured.
"Prince Adolf Rudolf von Falken
berg,” she corrected him. “Do you
know the story of my married life?”
“I have never heard it,” he told her.
“I will spare you the details,” she
continued. “My husband married me
with the sole idea of using my house,
my friends, my social position here for
the furtherance of his schemes. Un
der my roof I discovered meetings of
spies, spies paid to suborn the different
services in this country—the navy, the
army, the railway works. When I pro
tested he laughed at me. He made no
secret of his ambitions. He is the
sworn and inveterate enemy of your
country. His feeling against France is
a slight thing in comparison with his
hatred of England. For the last te<?
years he has done nothing but scheme
to humiliate her. When I discovered to
what purpose my house was being pat
I made him leave it. I bade him
choose another hotel, anw hen he saw
that I was in earnest he obeyed It is
one of the conditions of our separation
that he does not cn-ss my threshold.
That is why I say, Sir Julien, that
you have nothing to fear in accepting
the shelter of my roof.”
She sighed.
“You will have your own way,” she
said, "and yet there is something rath
er sad about it. I know so much more
of this Paris than you. I know so
much more of Herr Freudenberg. Re
member that there are a quarter of a
million Germans in this city, and of
that quarter of a million at least 20,000
belong to, one or the other of the secret
societies with which the city abounds.
All of them axe different in tone, but
they all have at tl\e end of their pro
gram the cause of the Fatherland. By
this time 'you will have been named to
them as its enemy. Twenty thousand
of them, my friend, and not a scruple
amongst the lot!”
He moved in his place a little rest
lessly.
“One does not fight in these ways
nowadays,” he protested.
"Pig-headed Englishman!” she mur
mured. “You to say that/ too!"
His thoughts flashed back to those
few moments of vivid life in his own
rooms. He thought of Freudenberg’s
calm perseverance. An uncomfortable
feeling seized him.
- "I do not know,” she went on, lean
ing a little toward him, ’’why I should
interest myself in you at all.”
"Why do you, then?” he asked, look
ing at her suddenly.
She played with the trifles that hung
from her chatelaine. He watched for
the raising of her eyes, but he watched
in vain. She did not return his inquir
ing look.
“Never mind,” she said. ”1 nave
warned you. It is for you to act as
you think best. If you change your
mind, come to me. I will give you
sanctuary at any time. Take me to my
automobile, please.”
He obeyed her and watened her drive
off. Then he went slowly and unmo
' lested back to his rooms.
(Continued in Next Xasne.)
—. . ,
Glasses Free
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You see, I have absolute confidence that
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