Mineral Point tribune. (Mineral Point, Wis.) 1869-1938, 1883-10-25

fair face flushing and paling with
agitation.
Justin gathered up his legs, and
rose laying aside his pipe with lntinc-
/ tive politeness. He made, however,
no movement to greet her.
There was a dead silence At last
Daisy nervously took off her hat, and
unfastened her cloak so that it fell
from her shoulders.
Il have forgiven you, Justin. she
said, gently and tremously, with the
tears rising to her eyes, as she advanc-
ed little nearer.
"Thank YOU" he said, dryly. THAT
1 is kind.
The sarcastic tone took immediate
effect. Her eyes flashed, and she drew
herself up.
'Why do you look at me as if l
were in fault?n she asked, indignant
I ly. 'Do you think ! would put up
with anything! | am weak enough
as it is to come back without SO much
as a word from you.
Her husband looked at her coldly.
What do you expectl Look here
Daisy. You have put me to great
/ Inconvenience by this foolish proceed
ing, to say the least of it. Why did
you go?'
'You know why" she answered,
+ passionately
"Be so good as to suppose that l
don't and tell me.
| came to the studio that afternoon, p"
said Daisy, and the blood rushed to
/ her face at the recollection.
For heavens sake, speak out " he
said, impatiently.
Daisy burst into tears.
81 never thought you could be so
cruel, JUSTINE How can you torture
me sop
Justin was really angry. Ills
color rose, and ne bit his under lip
savagely.
Listen to me" he said, after a
pause. Il have never, to my knowl-
edge. since we were married, done or
said anything that should be as
named for you to know. Before
"Ohl hush Justin; how can you l
think" SAID the poor girl with a
trembling voice, chat ! had better go
back"
Il think you had, was the stern
reply.
She turned from him, took up her
hat and cloak and moved toward the
door. With three strides her hus-
band was at her side.
Cant you believe me, child" and
he laid his hand on her shoulder
Il wish / could" she sobbed "but
/ saw you, Justin-yOu and her
"Herl'
"The model Butt will forget all
about it, Justin, if you will only be
kind to me again.
She was sobbing and crying so hys
terlcally that hetool her in his arms
and petted her like the child she seem
ed.
'There. there Come Daisy, this
won't do. / was too harsh !"
lie drew her toward the fire, placed
her i'm a chair, dried her wet eyes with
his own pockethandkcrchief, finish
ing the operation with his mustache;
and kneeling on one knee beside her,
drew her golden head ON to his shout
der
Now, my darling he said tender
~, tell me what this is allabouts'
II saw you with that woman in
yourarms themodel, she whispered.
"How dare-no, no, | won't be am
gryl but, Daisy, look at me Have |
ever given you any reason to think so
basely of meI
"No. Justin !" she owned.
"Weu, what you did see | can't
think. The model never came that
day; ! had a message to say she was
i'll, and she has not been here since.
Why can it be possible-look here'
He started up and drew back a lay
figure, ife-size, dressed in the costume
Of the lady in his picture.
81 had some difficulty in giving it
the exact droop forward l wanted.
You must have seen me trying to bend
its stiff joints he said not even
smiling at the absurdity of the situ2-
ton, but turning his eyes, full Of
grave reproach, on his wife.
II never thought of that." said
Daisy. humbly. "Oh, Justin, can YOU
ever forgive me"
ION one condition.
"What is itl'
THAT in future you always tell me
hen you mean to run away | have
never had anything fit to eatsince you
went