Daily Republican., 1884-08-21

through the South, and delayed Their
return There she Is now, with Edgar,
on the promenade.
Barry looked and saw Q frsil, delicate
looking woman leaning on the arm OF u
young man, q woman whose face wore
the impress Of sorrow, though she was
remarkably handsome.
"She is the aunt with whom you
/ visited Monte Carl asked Barry.
Jean assented with o flush that
(, always appeared at mention OF that
place. 1t was evidently not pleasant
subject.
~ am going to speak with aunt
Clare" she said, aud glided away.
He did not see Der again until even
ing. The spacious parlors were flooded
with light, flowers decked the walls,
and strains of music hoated on the per.
fumed air.
Jean Ellis, regal and beautiful as
ever, elicitsd admiration from every
one, ss, with handsome Barry Warne
bes ide her, she elided through the brill
liant assemblage.
| Her costume Of pale cream satin WAS
massed with lace, and rows Of costly
pearls encirolei her white arms and
shapely throat.
Barry was unusually silent. Now that
the time had come for action, he shrunk
from l. ,guiltily.
Standing near one Of the low, open
windows, he heard his name spokeni n a
woman's soft voice.
" Barry Warne ? Oh yes, he IL Miss
} Ellis most devoted admirer."
Miss Ellis-is she here met her
two years ago at Monte Carlo. She was
quite notorious there"
Is 1t possibl. ?"
Then followed the story Barry knew
too we'll. 1t maddened him to hear
these two people lightly discussing his
: friends fatal love and subsequent
death, and all thoughts OF pity were
banished for the while.
] He went TO Jean Ellis, smilingly. She
had just finished a dance. and stood
! near one OF the windows, languidly
: swaying q fan to and fro.
cit Is warm here" he said. d" Shall
2 we go outside for awhile ?"
: She took his proffered arm with a
smile, and together they went do wa the
long salon.
The time had come for Barry Warne's
revenge, when he should stir the
woman's heart with at least one pang o.
the anguish she had caused Roy Ars
dale, when she should know how the
t man she had learned to love scornet
! ard hated her. =.
81 An hour later they would be less than
strangers, sundered forever, but Roy
Ard ale's death would be avenged.
g This thought crushed the pity and re
greet rising In Barry Warne's heart, AND
9 with a strange feeling he could not de
y fine, he went on, not daring to look q
il the pure, beautiful face beside him, thu
), lclear, truthful eyes that seemed to re
e proach him even in their unconscious
% ness OF his design.
ol On the very threshold he paused ir
resolutely, and at that instant ltttl'
/. hand fe Il on Jeans arm.
oil 1t was . white, jewelsd hand; Barr,
saw that, ere lie raised his eyes to tn
70 face above. :,
d A sparkling, piquant face with smil
.. ing, red mouth, and dark, pansy blu
leyes, that wore q look Of mingled shy
4. ness and defiance
l. Clouds of rose colored cause fioate
re about a dainty, petite figure, and th
glistening, yellow hair fell in ringle'
Of on the low, white brow, and was ma
4 sed In cluster Of curls at the mech
that WAS clasped about with row {
@. glitter nc jewels.
~ Shr k-d at Barry with o half a.
O. I0ltir rtnll6 anu tncu tuIhou w II
I'd Ic,it tniun.
want my fan, Jean, that is all
,e :. e said. In light, silvery tones
n Then a. Jean gave her the satin trit
n. he unfurled it with a gay, little lang
and f,uttered away, with a last arc
n look AT Barry from under her lon
an dar k lashes.
v. Barry looked after her with inqui
a, ing psze. Somehow that brilliar
" piGuant face seemed familiar to him.
was one that once seen could not
ne easily forgotten Jean saw the look al
pg read 1t Alright.
10, "You have seen her beforef" 81
ne said, with low sigh. "She Is n
cousin"
10 "Your cousin ?" he repeated, wo
nS deringly.
hu eyes come out here, and l will Il
70. you of her. have refrained from me
g, tioning it before, for the subject is n
"a; o pleasant one but now l think 1t be
I'D that you should know the truth.
And seated with Jean Ellis In Il
os evening darkness, Barry Warne heal
, az the story of Roy Arsdaie's death;
lat But somehow it all seemed ne
re- TO him. The woman beside him W
not the guilty one, but her gay cousi
l,n
ne He wondered then how he ev
ne could have suspected her, and Il
q wild thrill of gratitude that he 81
'u- discovered his error ere 1t was
20 late. !.
81, though she is 30 reckless" said Js
gu Ellis. "She has broken my aun
heart with her folly. l thought II
u Arsdale's fate would be warning to b
as but she seems as gay and heartless
=, ever. / was sorry for him, he loved
W. so we'll"
=, Yes, too we'll - answered Bari
~, bitterly.
ier Then Roy Arsdale and the gay I
quette ware forgotten, aud there, whit
81 he had thought to wreak his revenI
D. Barry Warne won for his bride t
woman he had always loved, desp
"u hisvows of hatred.
And the ring That was q gift fro
len her cousin, Roy Ellis.
~; Geneva Ellis pursued her recklt
leu way, unmoved by pity or rem orse, !
'ho there were times when she envied |
cousins happiness, that complete bs
'on pipess that Jean found when she ga
,us herself into the keeping of Barry War
leu who, thought he had lost his reven
, u, had won treasure that was dearsr
II the treasure Of Q noble woman's love
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