The Worthington advance. [volume] (Worthington, Minn.) 1874-1908, 1885-04-23

when hs comes Into tie room. ~ and ]
shall see such blank disappo'ntmlnt On
his face "a. he looks in vain for Susesta
--Susetta, who i enjoying herself 81
the races in company with those obiec-
tionable Fioldwicks. "a
I 60 to the piano, but rise from the
music stool in very few minutes, and
take up book, then, throwing it down,
begin to walk restlessly 70 and fro, for /
can settle to nothing.
Presently hear Trevor knocking at
the hall door. ! know his rat tat tat 20
we'll, and an instant later he il in tho
room asking eagerly for Susetta.
Was abe not pleased to get my tele-
gram ?" he continues. ~. =. .,s.
"She was far from home when il
came" I say, trying to appear at my
ease, $50 I opened it,"
"Quite right, sister Addie," returns
Trevor. looking . little disappointed,
where is Susetta ?"
"She is spending the day with some
friends, I answered, with a foolish
desire to put off telling the truth al
long as possible.
Trevorls handsome face darkens, and
his eyes fash ominously, as he says: ~
"Adeline, she has never gone to the
races ?-she would not do that after
what I have said. But you don't answer
mo. She has gone, then 2" ~
am still silent, and Trevor begins to
pace up and down the room in state
of the greatest agitation. He is terribly
put out, and makes no attempt to hide
it from me.
''And I shortened my stay in London,
and hurried back for this, he says, Bit
terly, coming to standstill before my
chair. "Addie I am beginning to won
der whether Susetta is worthy of all
the love I have lavished upon her"
Nonsense, Trevor" I say quickly.
"You must not speak like that of my
sister. She is foolish, I know; but
there is not q better girl in the whole
world"
He gives me quick glance as finish
speaking, and signs impatiently.
II know one thing" he says, after q
pause; "she could not have had better
sister. Why is it you always take he1
part, Addie? Have you no sympathy
for me?"
He puts his hand on my shoulder a.
he speaks, never dreaming how that
light touch thrills me, and how hard il
is to steady my voice, as I reply:
Il sympathize with you both. Ahlii
you would only take Bear and forbear'
for your motto!"
"Have I not borne enough already ?"
demands Trevor, with another sigh.
addict" he cries, suddenly, and the
blood rushes to his face, "she has not
gone with the Fieldwicks. She has
Then, by Heaven! Twill never forgive
her."
flush, Trevor!" I say, soothinRly,
"You will be sorry for talking like this
when your anger is over. After all,
she has not done anything desperately
wrong" -. -
"Would you have done it, Addie?"
hesitate for moment, scarcely
knowing what roply to make; but
must say something in my sisters de-
tense, and I answer, gently:
"You forget how different we are,
Susetta and I. She is so fond of pleas
ure, and have ever been home bird. y
'What fortunate man your husband
will bel" says Trevor. ''You are the
woman to make mans homo happy,
and fill his life with sunshine"
But men love beauty" I soy, with
faint smile.
'Then men are fools,". exclaims
Trevor, forgetting that his remark il
scarcely complimentary, and he, at any
rate, has not been proof against thu
fascination of pretty face. Il mean, u
be added, quickly, "That man who is
wise will seek wife who is good, as well
as beautiful
"The man who Is wise will not marry
at ALL" I observe, laughingly. "He
that takes a wife takes trouble and
care"
But Trevor is not in the humor tc
laugh at anything. He hates the idea Of
Susetta associating with the Fieldwicks,
and is deeply wounded that she should
have gone to the races, in defiance Of hi.
| wishes.
Trevor and are in the garden when
the four-in-hand dashes up to the gate
and notice with horror that Mr.. Field
wick shows evident signs of having had
too much champagne.
He wears false nose, and presents {
wholly comical appearance. Atany 9th
er time should find it impossible mo-
to laugh, but now can feel not hing bu
dismay.
Susetta is helped down by q young
man with light hair, and stands at thl
gate as the coach bowls along the road
She has not seen Trevor yet. Whe1
she does, her cheeks lose little of thei1
rich bloom, and hslf-frightened, half
defiant look comes into her eyes.
"You here, Trevor" she says, hold
ing out her hand.
"You did not expect to see me-" h,
observes, coldly.
IF had, I should have stopped q
home" she answers, and then slip in
doors and leave them alone.
Presently Susetta joins me, but with
out Trevor. They had quarreled, i
seemed, and parted in anger.
"Susetta," say, entreatingly, "yo,
have not sent him away"
HE has gone, my dear, she answers
and begins to sing, but I fancy her voic,
trembles little.
ooh, Susetta, say, "pray, think O
what you are doing! He loves you so!
"He says he never wants to see M,
face again" she answers. and then con
tinues her song.
It is growing dark, but fancy cal
see figure lingering near the gate
Can it be Trevor?
"Susetta," I say, ''do you know Ire
vor is gong to leave England"
It is an awful fib, for he had nevel
said so; but it is what imagine he viii
do if his arrangement with Susett'
continues, and I cannot bear to SCI
these two people, who love each other
spelling their lives from sheer obstinac,
and ill-temper. love them 80 desrl,
that I would fain see them happy.
''Going to leave England because
went to the races, Isuppose You mean,
saws Susetta. "Weu. let him 20