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It's because of him I've been here quiet all these weeks as Ma'm'selle Larue." "He is worse than you, mademoiselle, for he has known Carnac's family, and he has no excuse. If a man can't win his fight fairly, he oughtn't to be in public life." After a few dark moments, with a sudden burst of feeling, Luzanne said: "Well, Carnac won't be out of public life through me!"
It was a fallen headboard, and painted on it were the hardly decipherable words, "Catharine Larue." "Larue, Larue!" exclaimed Holker, with sudden animation. "Why, that is the real name of Branscom not Pardee. And bless my soul! how it all comes to me the murdered woman's name had been Frayser!" "There is some rascally mystery here," said Detective Jaralson. "I hate anything of that kind."
"It had a winder in the top of it, and silver handles," says one. "Well, I declare; and you could 'a looked right in?" "If I'd been a mind to." "Who has died?" I ask. "It's old woman Larue; she lived on Gilead Hill, mostly alone. It's better for her." "Had she any friends?" "One darter. They're takin' her over Eden way, to bury her where she come from." "Was she a good woman?"
He picked out a modest, up-town hotel, new to him, for no other reason than that it had a pretty name, The Larue. Then he began to consider details. The day after his arrival was occupied in making arrangements for his boat. He put into this matter the same painstaking buoyancy that he had put into a dull business for twelve years.
Stella Larue was crying into a lace handkerchief. "You you are all against me," she sobbed. "What have I done?" "Nothing," soothed Constance, patting her shoulder. "As for Charmant and Drummond, they are tied by these proofs," she added, tapping the papers with the prints, then picking them up and handing them to Warrington.
Simms, Luke Larue and Ned, all eagerly discussing Tad's mysterious disappearance. For a moment not one of those in the office spoke a word. Tad stood before them, his clothes hanging in ribbons, his face scratched and torn, the dust and grime of the plains fairly ground into his face, hands and neck.
Constance was not impervious to feminine reason, and here she was. "Has Miss Larue gone?" she asked when at last she was seated in a comfortable chair again sipping a little aromatic cup of coffee. "No, she's resting in one of the little dressing rooms." She followed Floretta down the corridor. Each little compartment had its neat, plain white enameled bed, a dresser and a chair.
It was a constitutional quarrel with the world. However, he became tractable, and then he and Larue formed a plot to make Carnac marry Luzanne. It was hatched by Ingot, approved by Larue, and at length consented to by the girl, for so far as she could love anyone, she loved Carnac; and she made up her mind that if he married her, no matter how, she would make him so happy he would forgive all.
"You'd make a good actor, a holy good actor. You got a way with you. Coquelin, Salvini, Bernhardt! Voila, you're just as good! Bagosh, I'd like to see you on the stage." "So would I," said Larue. "I think you could play a house full in no time and make much cash I think you could. Don't you think so, Luzanne?" Luzanne laughed.
It's because of him I've been here quiet all these weeks as Ma'm'selle Larue." "He is worse than you, mademoiselle, for he has known Carnac's family, and he has no excuse. If a man can't win his fight fairly, he oughtn't to be in public life." After a few dark moments, with a sudden burst of feeling, Luzanne said: "Well, Carnac won't be out of public life through me!"
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