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Updated: June 10, 2025
And it may be you will think I ought not to tell you the truth. I don't know, but I feel you will not misunderstand. I tell you my story, so that you may again consider if it is not better to face the world with the truth about Luzanne. We can live but once, and it is to our good if we refuse the secret way.
There is much at stake." "You want it for your own sake," said Luzanne sharply. "You think he'd marry you if I gave him up." "Perhaps he'd ask me to marry him, if you weren't in the way, but I'd have my own mind about that, and knowing what you've told me truth or lie I'd weigh it all carefully. Besides, he's not the only man. Doesn't that ever strike you?
She had followed the experience on the Island by a visit to Grandois' house, carrying delicacies for the sick wife. Denzil had come with her, and was waiting in the street. She had almost ended her visit when the outer door opened and Luzanne Larue entered carrying a dish she placed on the table, eyeing Junia closely.
There is much at stake." "You want it for your own sake," said Luzanne sharply. "You think he'd marry you if I gave him up." "Perhaps he'd ask me to marry him, if you weren't in the way, but I'd have my own mind about that, and knowing what you've told me truth or lie I'd weigh it all carefully. Besides, he's not the only man. Doesn't that ever strike you?
He spoke to her in French and her eyes lighted, for she was French. She told him at once that her name was Luzanne Larue. He offered to get a cab and take her home, but she said no, she was fit to walk, so he went with her slowly to her home in one of the poor streets on the East side.
Junia would she, after all, marry him now? He would soon know. To-night he must spend with his mother, but to-morrow he would see Junia and learn his fate, and know about Luzanne. Luzanne had been in Montreal, had been ready to destroy his chance at the polls, and Junia had stopped it. How? Well, he should soon know. But now, at first, for his mother.
It was part of his punishment that Junia was the source of his undoing where Luzanne was concerned. Junia knew about Luzanne; but if she condemned him now, what would she think if she knew that Carnac was his own son! "A devilish clever girl that," he said to himself. "If he wins, it'll be due to her, and if he wins no, he can't marry her, for he's already married; but he'll owe it all to her.
"Good night and good-bye, Luzanne," he said huskily. "You can get home alone, can't you?" She laughed a little, then she said: "I guess so. I've lived in New York some years. But you and I are married, Carnac, and you ought to take me to your home." There was something devilish in her smile now. Then the whole truth burst upon Carnac. "Married married! When did I marry you? Good God!"
Her first glance at Luzanne showed the girl was well dressed, that she had a face of some beauty, that her eyes were full of glamour black and bold, and, in a challenging way, beautiful. It was a face and figure full of daring. She was not French-Canadian; yet she was French; that was clear from her accent.
Carnac hastily scratched in the needed information, and Luzanne doing the same, the magistrate pocketed the papers. "Now we can perform the ceremony," said the Judge. "Mr. Larue, you go down there with the young lady and bring her up in form, and Mr. Carnac Grier waits here." Larue went away with Luzanne, and presently turned, and she, with her arm in his, came forward.
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