MONA.

New Zealand Herald, Volume XLI, Issue 12660, 14 September 1904, Page 2 (Supplement)

MONA.

BY lilts. GEOEGIE SHELDON, Author of " Trlxy." " Brownie's Triumph," " Earle Wayne's Nobility." "Queen Bess," "The Forsaken Bride," " His Heart's Queen," etc., etc.

' CHAPTER XLIII. MRS. MOS'TAQUE EXPLAINS SOME OF HER SCHEMES, , It would be difficult- to describe the abject distress of the wretched woman, whose career of duplicity and crime had been so unexpectedly revealed and cut short. She • was the picture of. despair, «s she sat crouching in the depths of her luxurious chair, her figure bowed and trembling, her face hidden in her hands. There was a silence for a moment after Mr. Amos Palmer left tho room; then Mr. Rider, who had been curiously studying his prisoner while the gentleman was speaking, remarked: " It is the greatest mystery to me, madam, how, with the large fortune which you have had at your disposal, you could have wished to carry on such a dangerous business. What could have been your object? Surely not the need of money, nor yet the desire for jewels, since you have means enough to purchase all you might wish, and you tried to sell those you stole. One would almost suppose that it was a sort of monomania with you." " No, it was not monomania /'Mrs. Montague cried, as she started up" with sudden anger and defiance, "it was absolute need." "Really, now," Mr. Rider remarked, regarding her with a peculiar smile, '* I should just like to know, as a matter of curiosity, how much it takes to relieve you from absolute need, I have supposed that you were one of tho richest women in New York." Mrs. Montague flushed a sudden crimson, and darted a quick, half-guilty look at Mr. Corbin, Then She turned again' to the detective. "Did yon?—and so did others, I suppose?" she cried, with a. short, scornful laugh. "Well, then, let me tell you that until I set my wit at work my income was only about twenty-five hundred dollars a year: and what was that paltry sum to a' Woman with my tastes? " I dc not care who knows now," she went on with increasing excitement; "I have been humiliated to the lowest degree, and I shall glory in teilitig you how a woman has managed to outwit keen business men, sharp detectives, and clever police. In the first place, those crescents were presented to mo at- the time of my marriage. They are, as you have doubtless observed, wonderful jewelsas; nearly flawless as it is possible to find diamonds. When I went to Chicago I was poor, for I had been extravagant that year and overdrawn my income. Money l" must have— I would have ; and then it was that I attempted, for the first time, to cany out a scheme which I had planned while I was abroad the previous year. I had ordered a widow's outfit to bo made, and padded in a way to entirely change my figure. I also purchased that red wig. While in Paris 1 learned the art of changing tho expression ot sir face, by skilful use ot pencils and paint, and thus, dressed in my mourning costume, with my eyebrows and lashes 'tinged to match my false hair, no one would ever have recognised me as Mrs. Montague. "I had also provided myself, while in Paris, with several pairs of crescents, the exact counterparts, in everything save value, of the. costly ones in my possession. I need not repeat the story of 'my success in getting money from Justin Cutler— already know itbut I was so elated over the fact that I immediately went on to Beaton, where I won even a larger sum from Mrs. Vanderheck." i: ' '£&&&

"Yes; but how did you manage to change the jewels in that case, since you were with Mrs. Vanderheck from the "time you left the expert V she paid you the money for them? inquired Mr. Rider, who was deeply interested in this cunningly devised scheme. " That was easily done, 5 ' Mrs. Montague returned. "I had the case in my lap, and the duplicate crescents in my pocket. It required very little ingenuity on my.part to so engage Mrs, Vanderheek's attention that I could abstract the real stories', from the case arid replace them with the others. Regarding the Palmer affair," she continued, with a glance of defiance at Ray, "it only required a few lines, and touches to my face to apparently add several years to my age and change its expression; and with my red hair end the change in my figure, my disguise was complete." , :'.;. ■' "And the name," interposed Ray, regarding her sternly; " yon had a purpose in using that." ■■ " Certainly; arid the invalid husband also," she retorted wit ha short, reckless laugh. "I had a purpose, too, in calling the;elder Mr- Palmer's attention to the profusion of diamonds worn by Mrs. Vanderheck upon the evening of Mrs. Merrill's reception; you can understand why, perhaps," ' she added, sarcastically, and turning to the detective. He merely nodded in reply, but muttered under his breath, with a kind of admiration for her daring: "■ Clever-—clever, from the word 'go.'" "With a wig of white hair, a few additional wrinkles, arid the sedate dress of a i woman of sixty, I passed as Mrs. Walton, j the mother of a lunatic son. It was not j such a very difficult matter after all," she i added, glancing vindictively at Ray; "the chief requirement was plenty of assurance, or cheek, as you men would express it. My only fear was that the diamonds would be missed before we were admitted to the doctor's house." .::, •; :■■■''■;-■': .•

" When did you take these packages from my pocket?" Ray demanded, with some curiosity. " Was it when 1 leaned forward to assist you about your dress?" The woman's lips curled.. . " And run the risk of being detected before leaving the carriage after all my trouble? No indeed;" she scornfully returned. "My coup de grace was, just after ringing Dr. Wesselhoff's bell, while we stood together on the steps ; the package was'not large, though valuable, and it was but the work of a moment to transfer it from your pocket to mine, while you stood there with your arms full." ' Ray regarded her wonderingly. She must have been very dexterous, he thought, and yet he remembered new that she had turned suddenly- and brushed rather rudely against him. ■'*.■ ■ ■ ■ "And in St. Louis?" Mr. Rider began. Mrs. Montague flushed, and a wary gleam came into her eye. " Yes, of course," she interrupted, hastily ; "I was also the Mrs.' Walton, of St. Louis. It was very easy to hire an extra room under that name." "And your agent was—who?" continued Mr. Rider. ? ■" ■ " That does not matter," she retorted, sharply. " You have found me out—l have recklessly explained my own agency in these affairs, but you will not succeed in making me implicate anyone else." , " Very well; we will question you no further upon that point now," said the detective ; " but it does not take a very wise head to suspect who was your accomplice, and I imagine it will not take a great deal of hunting, either, to find him, ' and Mr. Rider resolved to make a bee line for the Fall River boat the moment he could get through with his business there. "And now, gentlemen," he resumed, turning to the lawyers and Ray, "I think we'll close this examination here, and I'll take my prisoner into camp." <■.'■. '■;■-'_ A cry of horror burst from Mrs. Montague's blanched lips at this remark, ".You cannot mean it—you will not dare to take me to a vile gaol," she exclaimed, in tones of mingled fear and snger. . "Gaols were made for thieves, swindler*, and abductors," was the laconic response. The woman sprang to her feet again, and shot a withering glance him. "I go to a common prison! never ahe said, fiercely, and with all the haughtiness of which she was capable. . "The fact of your having 'figured «?§ a leader in high life, madame.does not exempt you from the penalty of the law, since you have already declared yourself guilty of the crimes I have named/" coolly rejoined the detective. :i . . : < :■ "Oh! I cannot—' cannot," moaned the wretched woman, wringing her hand* in abject distress. Then her glance, fell upon Mona, who bad quietly seated herself & little in the background, after the detective had relieved her of the clothing which she bad brought into the room. < : "You will riot let them send me to prij son—you will not let them bring me to trial and seutence me to such degradation?" she .moiincdj, imploringly... i • ; '■■ o".

■ Mr. ;. Rider - regarded v liejr with amazement and supreme contempt sit this servile appeal, for so it (sewaed to him. ' .> : : "How can you expect that Miss Richards will succour you after your heartless arid wicked treatment fof her?" ; \ he demanded more sharply than he had yet spoken to her. . , - v. " Because, Mr. Rider," Mona gently interposed; " she bears a name which she knows I am anxious to save from all taint or reproach because whe was the wife; arid I the only child, of Walter Richmond Montague Dinsmore." ~. ',;, ~ --- The detective gave vent to a long, low whistle of surprise. ■ • . " Zounds! can that be possible?" he cried, as he turned his wondering glance upon the lawyers. , ; " Yes," said Mr. Corbin, "it is the truth, and,, of course, it is time that it should be revealed,;! have known that Mrs. Richmond Montague and Mrs. Walter Dinsmore were one and the same person ever since the death ot : Mr. Dinsmore. The lady came to me immediately after that event and requested me to ascertain if he had made a will. I instituted inquiries and learned that he had tried to do so, but failed to sign it. She then revealed to me that she was the wife of Mr.. Dinsmore, but that they had separated only; a year after their marriage, although he had allowed her an annual income; of twenty-five hundred dollars; for separate maintenance. She produced her certificate and other proofs that she was his lawful wife, and authorised me to claim her fortune for her, but stipulated that she wa3 not to. appear personally in the matter, as she did not wish to be identified as Airs. Dinsmore, after having appeared, in New York society as Mrs. Montague. She absolutely refused to make her husband'& niece —or supposed ," niece—any allowance, .'•.' although I felt that it was cruel to'deprive the young lady of everything when she had been reared in luxury and expected to be the sole heir, and I tried to persuade her to settle upon her the same amount that she herself had hitherto received from Mr. Dinsmore. All my arguments were without avail, however, and I was obliged to act as she required. ' You all know the result; Miss Mona was deprived of both fortune and home, and Mrs. .Montague, as she still wished to be known, suddenly became, in truth, the rich woman she was supposed to be previously." Did you know of this?" Mr. Rider asked, turning to Mr. Graves. ' "I knew that a woman claiming to be Mrs. Dinsmore had) secured the fortune which should have been settled upon this young lady; but I did not know that Mrs. Montague was that woman until Miss Dinsmore, as I suppose we must now call her"—• with a smile at Mona—" returned from the South. Until then I also believed that, she was only the niece of my friend. : If I had even suspected the truth you may be very sure that I should; have fought hard to establish the fact." ' "I suspected the fact when Miss Mcna came to me, bringing her mothers picture, and told me her story," Mr. Corbin here remarked. "I , was convinced of it after I had paid a visit to and made some inquiries of Mrs. Montague—" * ' "Ha!" that woman interposed, as she turned angrily upon Mona, "then you did make use of that torn picture,,after: all!.". ,;• ; "I took/it to an artist, had "it: copied,' then gave the pieces to Mary to be burned, as you had commanded," Mona quietly replied. ,; ■ "Oh! how you have fooled me!" Mrs, Montague exclaimed, flushing hotly. ; " If, 1 had col v acted upon my first impressions; I: should have sent yon adrift at once should not have tolerated your presence a single hour; but you were so demure arid innocent that you' deceived me completely, and I never found you out until ''morning after my high tea." Then I understood your game.;; and resolved, to so effectually clip your. Wings that you could never do : me any mischief." ;.■ ■. ' ■. , ! ".

Mona started at this last revelation, and light began to break upon her mind. " How did you find me out?",? she inquired,; in a low* tone. i ' ;•:: " I had a letter telling me that my seamstress, who called herself Ruth Richards, was no other than Mono. Montague—the last person in all the world whom I would have wished to receive into my family—arid that she was having secret meetings ' with Raymond Palmer." ', '■. . vtt . :•" Who wrote that letter?" Mona demanded, with heightened colour. "I do not know—it was anonymous; but 1 was convinced at once that you were Mona Montague from the fact that you were having secret interviews with Raj' Palmer, for his father had told me of his interest in her. Of course, I instantly came to the conclusion that you wore plotting against me, 1 and, though I did not believe that you could prove your identity, or your mother's legal marriage, I feared that something might occur to trouble me in the possession of my fortune; so I resolved to marry you to Louis and settle the matter for all time." < " Then that was why you started so suddenly for the South?" Mona said, with flashing eyes. : "That was not my only reason for going," returned Mrs. Montague, flushing. " I —I had a telegram calling me to St. Louis, and so thought the;opportunity a fine one to carry out my scheme regarding you." " And did you suppose for one moment that you could drive me into a marriage with a man for whom I had not the slightest affection or even respect?" Mona demanded, bending an indignant-, look upon the unprincipled schemer. " I at least resolved that I would so com-: promise you that no one else would ever marry you," was the malicious retort, as the woman turned her vindictive glance from her to Ray. > "Nothing could really compromise me but voluntary wrongdoing." Mono, answered, with quiet dignity, "and your vile scheme I was but a miserable failure." I "I do not need to fee twitted of the i fact," Mrs. Montague impatiently returned. My whole life, has been a failure," she went on, her face almost convulsed with pain and passion. " Oh! if I had only destroyed that marriage certificate you would never have triumphed over me like this, you would never have learned the truth about yourself." •■■■•" "Oh, yes, I should," Mona composedly returned, " and even my trip to New Orleans resulted advantageously to me." "How so?" questioned her enemy, with a start, and regarding her with a frown. " An accident revealed to me, on the last night of our stay there, the whole truth about myself. Up to that time I was entirely ignorant of the fact that my supposed uncle was my father, for I knew nothing about the discovery of the certificate until my return from Havana." " What do you mean?—what accident do you refer to? Mrs. Montague asked. : ; " The day I was eighteen years old I asked my father some very close questions regard-1 ing my parentage, of which I had 'been kept I very ignorant all my life. Some of them he answered, some of them he evaded, and, on the whole; my conversation with him was very unsatisfactory; fop I really did not know much more about myseli and my father and mother at its close than at its beginning. • ?' "On the same day he gave rae'- a small mirror that had once belonged to-Marie Antoinette, and which, he said, had been handed down as an heirloom in my mother's family for. several generations. This mirror he cautioned me never to part with; and so, when I went "louth with you, I packed it with my other things in my trunk. That last evening in New Orleans; while removing and repacking some clothing, 1 dropped the box containing my mirror. When I picked it up I discovered that it contained a secret drawer in its frame. In the drawer there were some letters, a bos containing two tings belonging to my mother, and a full confession, written by my father upon the very day that he had presented me with the royal keepsake, "So,"' Mona concluded, "you perceive that even had you destroyed the certificate proving their marriage, I should have had other and sufficient proof that I was the child of Mr. and Mrs. Walter Dinsmore." . " Oh tif I had only forced the sale of all his property and gone back at once to California, I should have escaped all this and kept my fortune," groaned the unhappy woman in deep distress. " Really, Mrs. Dinsmote, you are showing anything but a right spirit," Mr. Corbin began in a tone of reproof, when she interrupted him iwitb passlonjite vehemence. " Never address me by that name," she cried. "Do you suppose I wish to be known as the widow of the man who repudiated me? Never! That was why I adopted the name of Montague, and I still wish to be known as such. • Ah!—but •if I have to go to— Oh, pray plead for me!" »he cried, turning again to Mona; "do not let them , „ aciicl m© to prison."

Just at. that moment Mr. Palmer's wan face appeared again at the rear door of the drawingroom. fl He ; beckoned xo Ray, who immediately left the room, arid Mona, who had grown very thoughtful after Mrs. 1 Monfiiigue's; last appeal, left her seat and approached the lawyers., "Mr. Graves—-Mr. Corbin," she said, in a low, tone which only they could hear, ■ " cannot something be done -to ; keep this matter from becoming public? J, cannot beat the thought of % having ;my dear father's name become the subject of any scandal • in connection with' this woman. i It would wound me very : sorely: to have it known that 1 Mrs. Richmond i Montague, who has figured iso conspicuously in New York society, was his discarded wife; that she rob-, bed me of my., fortune, and why; that she--the woman bearing ; his namewas the uidJrincipled . schemer ' who v defrauded Mr. tustin Cutler and Mrs. Vanderheck, and robbed Mr. Palmer of valuable diamonds. I could not endure," she want on", flashing crimson, " that my name should be brought before the public in connection with Louis Harablin and that wretched voyage from New Orleans to Havana." "But, my dear Miss Dinsmore—" began Mr.'Corbin. 't: "Please let me continue," Mona interposed, smiling:faintly, ■ yet betraying considerable feeling, "I think I know what you wished to remark—that she has had the benefit of all this money, which she has obtained under false pretences, and that she ought to suffer the extreme penalty of the law for her misdeeds. She cannot fail to suffer all, and more than anyone could desire, in, the failure of her schemes, in the discovery of her wickedness, and in the loss of the fortune of which she felt so secure. But even if she were indifferent to all this I should still beg you to consider the bitter humiliation which a public trial would entail upon me, arid the reproach upon my father's hitherto unsullied name. —if I will cause Mr. Cutler and Mrs. Vanderlieck to be reimbursed for the loss which; they sustained through Mrs. Montague's dishonesty, cannot you ; arrange some way by which a committal and a trial can be avoided?" " I am afraid it would be defeating all law and justice," Mr. Corbin began again, and just at ; that moment Ray returned to the room looking very grave and thoughtful. Monti's face lighted as she saw him. "Ray, come here, please, and plead for me," she said, turning her earnest face toward him; and he saw at once that her heart was very much set upon her object, whatever it might he. (To .be.continued daily.) NEXT SATURDAY! ~,;■'*■ An Entrancing Romance BY MR. JOSEPH HOCKING, Entitled "THE COMING VOF THE KING." This is a* stirring" story, and is written in the, author's most, fascinating style. : : Be sure and get next Saturday's issue, and begirt this charming tale.