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The Mystery of Mademoiselle Stangerson
During the days that followed I had several opportunities to question him as to his reason
for his voyage to America, but I obtained no more precise answers than he had given me
on the evening of the adjournment of the trial, when we were on the train for Paris. One
day, however, on my still pressing him, he said:
"Can't you understand that I had to know Larsan's true personality?"
"No doubt," I said, "but why did you go to America to find that out?"
He sat smoking his pipe, and made no further reply. I began to see that I was touching on
the secret that concerned Mademoiselle Stangerson. Rouletabille evidently had found it
necessary to go to America to find out what the mysterious tie was that bound her to
Larsan by so strange and terrible a bond. In America he had learned who Larsan was and
had obtained information which closed his mouth. He had been to Philadelphia.
And now, what was this mystery which held Mademoiselle Stangerson and Monsieur
Robert Darzac in so inexplicable a silence? After so many years and the publicity given
the case by a curious and shameless press; now that Monsieur Stangerson knows all and
has forgiven all, all may be told. In every phase of this remarkable story Mademoiselle
Stangerson had always been the sufferer.
The beginning dates from the time when, as a young girl, she was living with her father
in Philadelphia. A visitor at the house, a Frenchman, had succeeded by his wit, grace and
persistent attention, in gaining her affections. He was said to be rich and had asked her of
her father. Monsieur Stangerson, on making inquiries as to Monsieur Jean Roussel, found
that the man was a swindler and an adventurer. Jean Roussel was but another of the many
names under which the notorious Ballmeyer, a fugitive from France, tried to hide himself.
Monsieur Stangerson did not know of his identity with Ballmeyer; he learned that the
man was simply undesirable for his daughter. He not only refused to give his consent to
the marriage but denied him admission into the house. Mathilde Stangerson, however,
had fallen in love. To her Jean Roussel was everything that her love painted him. She was
indignant at her father's attitude, and did not conceal her feelings. Her father sent her to
stay with an aunt in Cincinnati. There she was joined by Jean Roussel and, in spite of the
reverence she felt for her father, ran away with him to get married.
They went to Louisville and lived there for some time. One morning, however, a knock
came at the door of the house in which they were and the police entered to arrest Jean
Roussel. It was then that Mathilde Stangerson, or Roussel, learned that her husband was
no other than the notorious Ballmeyer!