The Red Cloud chief. (Red Cloud, Webster Co., Neb.) 1873-1923, June 14, 1907, Image 3

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Author of
The Master Mummer." "A Prince of Sinners." "Mysterious Mr.
Sabln," "Anna the Adventuress," Etc.
Copyrlflht. 1005. 1000. by LITTLE. DUOWN, and COMPANY.
"You must be rich enough to buy
thulr lives then," Spencer answered
gravely, "for If you do succeed in
tempting nny one to betray tUe Inner
happenings of that place on which the
.seal of silence has been put you will
hear of them In the morgue before a
fortnight has passed."
"They must take their risk," Dun
combe said coldly. "1 am golm to
stun" my pockets with money tonight,
uikT"1 shall bid high. I shall leave
word at the hotel where I am goln;r.
If anything happens to me there well,
1 don't think the Cafe Montmartro
will nourish afterward."
"Dunoonibo." his friend said gravely,
"nothing will happen to you at the
Cafe Montmnrtro. Nothing ever does
happen to any one there. You 'remem
ber poor Ie LnursauV"
"Quite well. He was stabbed by a
girl In the Hue rigalle."
"Ho was stabijcd In the Cafe Mont
inartro, but his body was found In the
Hue Pig.illo. Then there was the
Vicomte do Sauvinac."
"Ho was found dead In his study
poisoned." "He was found there, yes, but the
poison was given to him in the Cafe
Montmartro, and It was there that ho
died. I am behind the scenes In some
of these matters, but I know enough
to hold my tongue, or my London let
ter wouldn't bo worth a pound a week.
1 ntn giving myself away to you now,
Buncombe. I nm risking a position
-which it has taken me twenty years
to secure. I've got to tell you these
tilings, and you uust do as I tell you.
io back to London!"
Duncombe laughed as lie rose to his
"Not though the vlcomte's fate Is to
le mine tonight," lie answered. 'The
worse hell this place Is the worse the
row It must shelter. I should never
3iold my head up again If I sneaked off
liome and left the girl In their hands. I
don't see how you can even suggest
"Only because you can't do the least
good," Spencer answered. "And, be
sides, don't run away with a false Im
pression. The place Is dangerous only
for certain people. The authorities
don't protect murderers or thieves ex
cept under speciul circumstances. The
vlcomte's murderer aud De Laursau's
were brought to Justice. Only they
keep the name of the place out of it
always. Tourists in shoals visit It and
Tlslt It In safety every evening. They
pay fancy prices for what they have,
bnt I think they get their money's
worth. But for certain classes of peo
plc it Is the decoy house of Europe.
Foreign spies linvo babbled away their
secrets there, and the greatest crimi
nals of the world have whispered away
their Uvea to some fair daughter of .Tu
1uh at those tables. I, who am behind
the scenes, toll you these things, Dun
combe." Duncombe smiled.
"Tomorrow," he said, "you may add
ainother victim to your chamber of horrors!"
HE amber wine fell In a little
wavering stream from his up
raised glass on to the tablo
cloth below. He leaned back
In Ills chair and gazed at his three
guests with a fatuous smile. The girl
Ju blue, with the daezllngly fair hair
and wonderful complexion, steadied
his hand and exchanged a meaning
look with tfye man who sat opposite,
fiuroly the poor fool was ready for too
plucking? But mndamo, who sat be
side her, frowned upon them both.
She had seen things which had puzzled
her. She signed to them to wait.
She leaned over and 'flashed her
great black eye upon him.
"Monsieur enjoys himself like this
every night In Paris?"
A soft, a very seductive, voice. The
women who envied her success com
pared It to tho purring of a cat Men
as a rule found no fault with It, espe
cially those who heard It for the first
Duncombe sot down his glass, now
almost empty. Ho looked from tho
stalu on tho tablecloth Into Uic eyes
of madiune, and again she thought '
Ihom very unlike the oyes of a drunken
man. '
"Why not? It's the ono city In tho
world to enjoy oneself In. Half past
4, and here we are as Jolly as any
thing. Chucked out of everywhere In
London at half past 12. 'Time, gen
tlemen, please!' And out go the lights.
Jove, I wonder what they'd think of
this at tho Continental! Lefs-lefs
have another bottle."
The. fait hajr.ed girl Flossie to Jier
friends, Mile. Mermllllon until you had
been lutroduecd--whlspered In his ear.
lie shook his head vaguely. She bad
her arm round his neck. lie removed
It wejitlv.
"We'll have another here first any
how," he declared. "HI. garcon! King
the bell, there's a good chap, monsieur
dash It. I've forgotten your name!
No. don't move. I'll do It myself."
Ho rose and staggered toward tho
"The bell Isn't that way, monsieur."
mndamo exclaimed. "It is to tho
right. Louis, quick!"
M. Louis sprang to his feet. There
was a tjueer grating little sound, fol
lowed by a sharp click. Duncombe
had swung round and faced them. Ho
had turned the key In the door and
was calmly pocketing it.
M. Louis did not move. The hand
which held that small, shining revolver
was certainly not tho hand of a drunk-
cu num.
Tliey all three looked at lilin in won
der uuidame. M. Louis and Mile. Flos
sie. The dark eyebrows of mndamo
almost met. and her eyes were full of
the promise of evil things. M. Louis,
cowering back from that steadily
pointed revolver, was white with the
inherited cowardice of the degenerate.
Flossie, who had drunk more wine
than any of them, was trying to look
as though It were a Joke. Duncombe,
with his disordered evening clothes, his
stained shirt front and errant tie, wns
master of the situation. He came aud
stood a few feet away from them. His
blundering French accent and slow
choice of words had departed, lie
spoke to them without hesitation, aud
his French was almost us good an their
"I want you to keep your places," he
said, "and listen to me for n few min
utes. I can assure you I am neither
mad nor drunk. I have a few ques
tions to ask you, and If your answers
arc satisfactory you may yet And my
acquaintance as profitable as though I
had been tho pigeon I seemed. Keep
your seat, M. lo Baron!"
M. Louis, who had half risen, sat
down again hastily. They all watched
him from their places arouud the ta
ble. It was madame whom he ad
dressed more directly madame, with
the Jet black hair and golden earrings,
the pale cheeks and scarlet lips.
"I Invited you Into n private room
here," he said, "because what I have
to say to you three Is between our
selves nlone. You enme, I presume,
because It promised to be profitable.
All that I want from you Is Informa
tion, and for that I am willing to pay."
M. Louis interposed. He stroked his
little black mustache with a much be
ringed band. With the other he gestic
ulated. "Monsieur talks reasonably," he de
clared, "but why all Mils mystery?
Why this feigned druukouness? Why
tho show of arms? If we can help
monsieur, It Is an affair of pleasure,
and If he chooses to mako a present to
these ladles In return, why, no doubt
they will be charmed. Me, I presume,
he has no Intention to Insult. Permit
me, monsieur."
He drew a card from a small gold
case and presented It to Duncombe,
who accepted It, with a little bow.
"I invited you Into a private room
here," he continued. "If I can aid you
in "any way I am entirely at your serv
ice, but I require first of all that In
addressing us you recognize my posi
tion as a French nobleman, who amus
es himself In this place as you, "mbn
nleur, also do, and also that you unlock
that door."
Duncombe smiled quietly.
"Monsieur le Baron," ho said, "I
think that we are very well as we nro
secure from Interruption. I have
sent others hero on this same mission,
and they did not succeed. Both of
these ladles, I believer have been ap
proached for the Information I desire,
and they have thought well to with
hold It. I have Bet my heart upon
success this time, and I wish to securo
at lease the opportunity of being
M. Louis shrugged his shoulders.
"There are secrets," he murmured;
"affairs of honor"
Duucomho Interrupted him.
"M. Louis," he mild, "I am not so
young as I look, and I havo lived lu
Paris. I know that this cafo for all
Its outward smartness bears perhaps
tho worst reputation In Europe. I
havo heard of you thrco many times
the "Trinity from Hell, they call you
sometimes, I think. You see, I know
whore I am and the risk I run. Even
this little room has Its secrets a mur
der or two, I believe, and other things
Our May Bargains j
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White Goods.
India Linons, from .8 1-3 to 30c yd
Barred Dimities, from 10 to 20c yd
Barred Nainsooks, from 10 to 20c yd
Dotted Swiss, from 15 to 25c yd
Embroidered Swiss, at 30c yd
Lace striped Swiss, from 12A to 30c yd
Japanese Silk, 27 inches wide 50c yd
La Siren Silk, 27 inches wide 60c yd
Black Taffeta. 36 in., guaranteed. . .$1 to $1.25
Black Peau de Soie, 36 in., guaranteed. . .$1.50
Crocheted Silk Hoods, each 50c
Crocheted Baby Jackets, each $1.00
Laces and Embroideries.
Valenciennes Laces in all widths, with insertion to match, from 2c to 25c yard.
Oriental Laces and bands to match, from 15c to 50c yard.
Embroidery from 3c to 55c yard. Come in ami look our line over before buying and
will save you money.
Hosiery Burson Fashioned Stockings
Ladies' Lace Hose, at
15 to 50c.
Children's Hose, lace
or 1x1 knit, 10 to 25c, in
white, tan or black.
Infants' Hose, from 10c
to 25c, in lace or lisle
thread, in white, tan or
The famous Burson
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and yet there is
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As perectty fash
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the best foreign
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the seams,
which .arc always
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ou need not pay for the work of sew- nit Cut nm m story
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Ladies9 and Children9 s Gauze Knit Underwear
Infants' long sleeve Vests 15 to 30c
Ladies' long sleeve Vests 25c
Ladies' long sleeve Union Suits 60c
Infants' Vests.without sleeves 7c
Children's Vests and Pants, ea. . 15 to 25c
Ladies' Vests and Pants, each.. 10 to 50c
Children's Union Suits 50c
Ladies' Union Suits 25c to $1
This month's Butter ick Patterns
mm m ml V V
are life ana loc none metier.
Batiste Girdles, at 25 to 50c
Batiste Girdles, with hose supporters, at 50c
Batiste Corsets, with hose supporters, at 75c
Corsets (like cut), with long hips, and
two sets hose supporters ..$1 and $1.35
Guarantee wit ft every American Beauty Corset.
Muslin Underwear.
Cornet Covers, laoe trimmed, at 25o
Corsat Covors, embroidered insertion and hemstitched ruUle 40o
Corsot Covors, with 4 inch ombroidory and ribbon beading 6O0
Corset Covors, with C rows lace insertion and top ilnishod
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Skirt with two rows of 2-inch insertion aud -1-inch lace 1.15
Skirt with 8-iuch flounce 1.75
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