Waterbury evening Democrat., 1888-02-10
WATERBURY EVENING DEMOCRAT FRIDAY FEB. lO

her neck, with huge locket shaped like a paolocs, mad suggestions, too, of sort, he i,1icleu' Ine girl would hardly have liked If s.io hau thought of them. He glanced at her oiiVe cheeks, and the slightly oblique eyes, s-la the voluptuous fullness of her form. Low could an American village have pro- duced so perfect an odalisque7
 did not wish to interrupt your honey Elo2a. lie seated himself again.
 Sile was looking oddly at him, as if curious whether he had forgotten her indiscreet visit, when sne had told him of her own broken heart.
 Philip suddenly met her eyes as she sat op- posite him. "The truth is. Mrs. Ellings- worth, l have hardly been in the mood for polite calls of late I suppose you under soand."
 "llow should I?' She elevated her dari, brows rather unpleasantly as if to dismiss, once for all, any further condolences with hin. Philip smiled, in spite of himself, at her tactics
 Do you know where Bertha is?n he asked, simply.
 \ sudden flash of color lit up her cheeks. II hate the very name of her," she exclaimed, as she rose if to leave him. She was not yet Wonted to the customs of her new rank
 Don't go," he urged, II am so anxious to know where she is No doubt you have cause to be angry with her." Philip did not notice the growing passion in the girls eyes, put you surely would not have her starve to death. or suffer and die alone"
 Perhaps not" Jane meant to smile, but she only produced tho effect of showing the cruel white of her teeth Hasn't she got" tao word stuck in her throat, 'shimn'
 "WhT, didn't you know," cried Philip brc23nle3;ly, "she has left hi1n2 She is alone ,;2.:a where, for all we know, in want; think 0l it, and she too proud to"
 "Lcft her -husband?
 eff he was her husband didn't know" he .,.:'.:cd o.1, as if afraid of the answer that ..o-.;i como; 'I never heard, and I didn't Ek l., asl."
 ,j.2 lad seated herself on the pink satin bc3i'?c him and caught his hands as she bent .J-. ard him to read his thought5 before he .>o..;e.
 Did you hear they were not married7n she .,-:Z1ost b.@Ssel at him.
 ~ ,ay-, yes, that is-" he looked away in .--5 ;-!st:ae. "It was told about tho village, -J-st yo,, know better, of course" He tried to .-;,lJl, then grew sober again. Glow vile of ten to whisper it, and it was vile of me to ,o9 even the taint of a fear into my mind"
 But a-->o did not answer him yes or no Her ,Jcs lad grown prcternaturally large and ,-acrc wa; q happiness in them as if sho looked .iSht into the gates of heaven. All the com non expressions were gone from her face Oae could read there now nothing but purity ,.-ld s1Fectnccs, such as make up the substance ,f dreams of love.
 And he is alone. Oh! where is hea I lust li1ow. l must go to him. It cannot oo true" The angelic look fitted, the ex- lli.s..1o dropping at the corners of her mouth .vc5 gone.
 If you havo dared to lie to me-" Philip vas perfectly astonished at the sudden cl2nSc la her face and voice. Her black yes blazed ungovernable passion into his Alc quick transition from the height Of oii3sful hope to the depths of deep despair 5oc1nod to bear her over the line of humanity. ''Icl mo, have you lied to make Q show oi tac:"
 She tremhled for an instant, like wild 2rc2ture before spring, then she clutchcd with her hot supple fingers at his throat, ;.la;G .iliiscont as tigress and in every motion ] perfect, terrible grace. Philip threw her ion him aS lie would some untamed animal: .J was hard to remember her womanhood .lcl.
 She sat where he had left her, as if just awo,1e from terrible nightmare, her fingers parted and curved and moved spasmodically as if she yet held him by tho throat. Then she buried her face in tho cushion in a looC. Of tcar5.
 ''I didn't know what I was doing,' she sobbed. ''Don't remember it,' was n1ad.' She rose tre,nblingly to her feet and camc forward covering her face with Lor hands. She might havo been an abused child, so gentle and sweet she seemed TOW. She took down her hands from Der face; what mar could be so cold and hard as to stand against such eyes as hers looking through their tears.
 But she was alone.