Weekly Trinity journal., 1878-02-23
THE DOUBLE LESSON.


you talking with upon the bridge ?-the
whole truth, remember"
"Ycs. indeed. indeed, Reginald" she
exclaimed lookingat him piteouSlv. with
her forSet-me not ewes swimming in
tears, and her little childish hands clasp.
ed in supplication.
II wish I could believe you, but I
dou't" groaned Reginald Trevor, start
ing mp and beginning to pace the floor
angriv, while his Fragile little wife sob
bed aloud in her excitement and terror.
"If you did not meet that man by ap
pointmcnt. what made you pretend to
have a headache to get rid of coming
down to tea ; and what made you, when
we we're all seated at the table, 60 steal.
ing out the bnck way instead orthe front,
and walk straight there and nowhere else!
And what made you look so frightened,
when you saw me Tell me that, will
you ?"
"I-I thought the air would do me
good, and I didn't want to disturb you.
Indeed, indeed, it is true, Reggie, dear"
"And what made your polite acquaint
ance turn and go off MS Though he had
been shot out OF n gun the moment he
saw me coming? No, no, Lily, it won't
do. Your very terror now contradicts
your story. VIII you tell me the truth,
or shall | wiring it out of the man p
Lily rose to her feet, trembling, her
calm.
"Ifyou will let me, will 20 back to
my aunt, Reginald. That is the best
place for mo now."
Reginald Trevor's stern, handsome face
grew shade paler, and his hand clench-
ed and unclenced nervously. If he
could only believe her this little snow
drop, that he had sheltered in his bosom,
and whose purity and truth he would
have sworn to.
viii you toll me that mans name,
Lily ?" he asked, more ongrily.
"No, Reginald," was the firm reply
You have doubted me. will not put
it in your power to question another con
cerning me-"
81 will find him, nevertheless.
should know his sncaking, handsome
face among thousand,' cried Reginald,
passionately, as Lily, pale, but stately ms
little queen, swept past him to the
door.
She was back again very shortly, dress
ed for going out, and looking like n
snowy waterlily in soft white furs, with
her dove eyes and coorless face. She
paused before the door.
Have you any objection to my going
to my aunt's ?" she asked
Reginald strobe across the room, with
his back to the door. He did not answer
She crossed the apartment, and just
touched his arm with her goved hand.
Have you any objection to my goinf
to my auntst" she repeated.
Will you tell me that mans name p
A faint tremor crept round Lily's lips
but she looked him steadily in the face
and answered !:
"No.n
The sooner you go to your aunt 's
then, and the longer you stay, the bette
| shall be pleased" he said, with cole
bitterness.
With n deep inward sigh the wife turn
ed swiftly away, nor paused till >h'
knocked ut the door OF handsome resi-
dence few streets off.
A sprightly little lady, whose resemb
lance to Lily Trevor marked her for tina
aunt who had almost sihce her baby hoOC
supplied mothers place to the orphan
rose eagerly rom under tho glow Of the
chandelier at Eht Of her.
"Why, Lily ~ WAS her dismayed
ejaculation.
Dear aunty, don't question me,
please. I've quarreled with Reginald,
that is all, )" Lily said, hystericalIy.
"But Lily"
"Aunt Maria, it can't be helped now
and dare say l was just as much &c
blame as he was. Let 1t settle itself,
won't you ?"
Aunt Maria looked as though she
doubled the chances Of such an event
but she said no more. She knew some
thing of Lily's frmness.
The matter, indeed, did not seem in
clned to settle Itself in II hurry. Lily
waited in vain for some sign from her
husband. She sent for her trunk in .he
course OF the next day, and it came with
out word.
A week passed, and though Lily grew
paler day Ly day, and Reginald more
desolate, neither gave one sign 10 the
other. As Reginald was returning from
his club one evening, he found himself
behind two men, who were talking in a
! low but sufficiently distinct tone. 1t was
some moments before he took enough
note OF .heir conversation to discover that
they were talking oi him.
Disgracelul p sald one." :" should
think so and haven't II single doubt,
myself, that Trevor is the one to blame
He WAS always II naughty, jealous, ty-
rannica fellow. Lily Ramsay was II
great deal too good for him."
81 don't know about that. Trevor
has his good qualities-a trihe too proud
perhaps, and inclined to be jealous, we
used to think F; but II god fellow"
@ wouldn't swear by the goodness Of
any fellow that could quarrel this way
with a girl like Lily Ramsay within six
months after he'd married her. When
man takes a woman to love, cherish