Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1884-03-08

~oe Jug savage iosoAs" way, AWys " uo,
"Tnea won't you k,ss.me. JACK, Is you did
Tom LETT herwith . bound, ana seized Spencer
"You abominable william! !" he cried
this bottle on your head
Wilkinson gradually relinquished hts hold.
asked navs so1 you 10 seans
| experiment ?"
Tom" said Spencer earnestly mo one could
be more surprised at the way things have turned
out than am; it is consrary to every scientific
| law-1 can't explain it." a.
| But you shall explain 1t; I've are no longer
| friends-we are rivals" 2. -
Il deny it," cried Spencer 81 deny that I
aspire to the affections Of Miss Durant. There
Is some incomprehensihIe mystery about this;
| eyes, we will; undo your miserable spells"
| Spencer proceeded to 60 through the usual
process by which mesmerized persons are re-
stored to their normal condition. For some
manned unconscious
In spite of Spencer's efforts to conceal his
anxiety, Tom soon discovered that all was not 60
Ing properly. When some minutes had elapsed,
| and no sign of returning consciousness ap-
| peared it would have been hard to say which
| was the more alarmed.
''ShOut in her ear. suggested Tom.
1t was tried without effect. Willing" seemed
|
in vain by the frightened lover, who would have
been ready to murder the operator on the spot,
but for the knowledge that If he couldn't wake
| her no one could.
Try some water" suggested Spencer; "throw
Tom seized the bottle, and was on the point
Of deiuging her when her eyes gradually
opened.
Where am 12' she asked dreamily.
o IN my room" replied Spencer reassuringly;
hA riYhf TOM
81 remember now. you were going to mesmer-
| ize me. Did your"
| take" Az A'0
1--WE been having such funny Dreams" said
again."
wilkinson whispered to Spencer.
II Thought you told me they never remem-
bered what had happened?"
Spencer could only look puzzled
BY this time Amy was completely recovered.
ana Tom thought it best to get over the neces-
sary scene as soon as possible
Miss Durant," he said, 81 am sorry must
ask you few questions, rendered necessary by
what you said during your trance. Did you dance
with either Mr.. Bartlett or Mr.. Spencer at the
| Kestertons?"
"Ol course-you saw me; why do you ask such
did you meet this man by moonlight one
evening last week." asked Tom, fixing his eyes
on her.
Amy drew herself up
II refuse to answer" she said.
| II nave asked Spencer" went on Tom; che
denies it. but believe falsely. ask you tor the
| last time"
II will not lower myself by replying to such a
question:" returned Amy, moving toward the
"Ah, you cannot deny it," burst out Tom.
ION, Amy, you have basely deceived me, you
nave confessed unconsciously in your sleep
| huff hot
own what you call your heart. Now know
the truth, and resign you and happiness for
ever"
VERY WE'LL" replied Amy calmly. .af YOU
choose choose to sct so stupidity without cause, you
Without cause" calculated Tom, sarcastic
cally.
Without cause" repeated Amy. "Can YOU
listen TO reason for amoment? though you don't
deserve to have it wasted on YOU. When Mr..
Spencer thought he hal mesmerized me had
simply shut my eyes to induce the trance [
| therefore heard your conversation, and gathered
that was to be made the subject of an expert
ment TO crafty your jealousy. need not say
ala my best to pay you both for your unwar-
rantable proceedings. hope frightened YOU
of yourselves p
Spencer was the first to reply.
Miss Durant, have beeh a most uncom-
promising scoundrel; there is my arm, kindly
return the pinch gave you with tenfold in
| terest."
Tom stood silent; it was not so easy for him
to speak. At last he decided to throw himself
| upon her mercy.
| Amy. what can say in extenuaton of my
| conduct?'
That, sir, is for you to discover; it is not my
| part to find excuses for you"
Il have none," said Tom humbly 'Will YOU
| forgive me?'
'Perhaps- condtionally."
ANY conditions you like" said Tom ear
nestly.
THE first is you are never to be Jealous
again.
Never" cried Tom. "What else?"
THAT you are to forgive me if / have given
you cause for jealousy" whispered Amy. 81
won't do so again"
why, my darling you are turning the tables
Perhaps, after all, y she said softly. "table-
turning Is better than mesmerism. AL the
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