The morning news. [volume] (Savannah, Ga.) 1887-1900, 1889-06-23

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| painful expression on Sir Arthur Beaton's
handsome features as he read Col Kenyon's
evidence OF his perfect trust in his wife's
| affection, and new how that trust had been
betrayed Frances was sitting opposite TO
him, beautiful, smiling, and all his sur
roundings were fair and pleasant; yet a
sharp pang darted into the young mans
heart when he remembered the genial hist
at Sudley. the kindly gentleman TO whose
true hand-clasn ne had been false.
What are YOU rearing that makes you
look so croSsr asked Frances, in her usual
halt-Jesting, half-careless way.
Sir Arthur did not speak for a moment;
he arose hastily and went to one of the
open windows of the room and stood look
ing vagely out at the blue sea beyond. He
had taken for a season this white. sunlit
| vllla-a lovely spot. with the waters Of the
Mediterranean tapping the cliffs below, and
the gardens around it rich with flowers and
golden with orange fruit. Monte Carlo de-
lighted Traces, with its beauties, its ex-
CT ements, aud easy moralties She liked
risking her money at the gambling tobles,
and was enchanted when she won, and took
her losses very calmly, seeing they were
always repaid by the lavish hand which
had surrounded her with luxury and
wealth.
What is the matter, Arthur she asked
again, as ne sto5d still by the window, push
| Ing back the green sunblinds, SO that the
bright beams fell on his uncovered hair.
Nothing" he answered, without turning
round.
II am certain that you have been read
ing something in that paper which has an
noyed YOU" continued Frances, and she rose
and went to his side. LET me see-what
IS it," and she would have taken the news
paper from his hand, but he held it fast
"Don'6 read it, Frances he said sit is
the report of the divorce case"
rs that allp she answered calmly. "Let
me read it, Arthur. F."
Then he gave it to her, aud stood watch
ing her beautiful face as she read the pitt
| able words that Col. Kenyon had spoken in
the court, and something in her expression
as she did so-a hardness, an indifference
| vaguely shocked and distressed him.
We'll, I'm very glad it's over" she
| said, after she had finished reading it, lay
| ing the paper down on a chair which was
near. How soon can We be married now,
| Arthur?
"rll write to the lawyer fellows to in
| ouire to-day" he answered. "You have to
wait little time, L know, or there's some
thing about the queens proctor interview
| ing; however, Fshall soon hear"
Won't you be glad? And she laid her
hand upon his arm and looked into his face
with her shining hazel eyes.
| "Of course he answered, but that was
all; and presently he strolled out to smoke
cigarette on the terrace, and Frances lay
| down on couch and began tanning her
self with a large blue feather fan, the exact
tint Of her tea-gown, and thinking as she
did so that the worry of this business would
| soon be all over now.
"They WON'T give the cold shoulder to
Lady Beaton," sne thought, with con-
temptuous smile. Ruth, at least, need not
| have acted as she has done; but I'll soon be
| whitewashed.'
And of what was the young man think
! ing who was pacing on the terrace below
from whose heart during the last six months
| gradually the glamor of his first deep pas
sion and love had been fading away Sir
| Arthur Beaton, impetuous, erring though
he might be, had yet high and noble in
stincst, and these, after he knew her WELL
had chafed against certain characteristics
of Frances, though with the generosity of
his nature he had always tried to hide this
| from her knowledge. There was nothing
| that she had wished for that he had not
granted, and no attention nor devotion,
| that he had not given her; but still he
| knew his love was not as it had been, and
that the woman for whom he had sacri-
| feed his honor was not worthy of the
price.
But he had never for a moment faltered
| in his intention to marry her as soon as the
| law would permit In vain his mother had
written to him again and again entreating
| him not to make so great a sacrifice.
IF my heart did not bid me do so, my
| honor would" he had ans wered, aud moth
served to alter his determinatioU 81 am
| doubly bound to herr he told himself. as
he walked idly up and down on the terrace,
smoking endless cigarettes and plucking oc-
| casionally one of the brilliant blossoms
| ,,xit 4bo
| blue sky melting in the distance in the deep
| blue sea. He felt restless and somewhat
uneasy, sitting back certain feelings which
| would rise within blm-feelings of doubt
| and dissatisfaction, for he would rather
have seen Frances beautiful face pale and
stained with tears when she had read the
! report of Col. Kenyon's touching words,
than the look of smiling, Indifferent con-
tentment which had crept over it, when
she actually realized she WAS free.
Presently a step sounded on the terrace
behind him, aud turning quickly round, to
his great surprise he recognized Maj. Aud
ley approaching him.
''You here, AudleyF he said, advancing
to meet him with out-stretched hand.
''When did you arriveT
''Only last night; / came on purpose to
see you, Beaton," answered Audley,
gravely.
"And,n askel Sir Arthur, with sudden
blush, sis your wife with your
mo, my wife has left me-" replied Aud
ley, darkly. :.
LEFT you"
Eyes, I'll tell you afterward-I have
something to say to you first"
"And what have you to say"
81 left England the moment / heard that
Col. Kenyon had obtained his divorce; |
came to try to save you, Bsaton, from great
dishonor."
Sir Arthur drew his tall, slender form up
to It's fullest hight, and a hauty expression
passed over his fac features.
Maj. Audley, permit me to tell you" he
said, "there are some subjects on which no
man has right to speak to another"
''As a rule grant you, but not on this"
''You will forgive me if repeal that l
have no wish to discuss the subject"
"You mean to marry Mrs. Kenyon thenr
Certainly / mean to marry her, could
you for moment doubt itm
81 guessed as much, and SO made jour
ney to save you. Nay, Beaten, listen to me
for minute; you shall not at least run
bliud-fold into disgrace and shame"
81 fail to follow your meaning, Maj. Aud
lev" said Sir Arthur hautily.
81 have some claim upon your patience,
at least, but for me you would have shot
yourself for the sake of a worthless
woman"
~ will not hear her abused quite
admit your kindness to me long ago when /
was 50 foolish, and anything p rsonal that
you have to say to me | shall listen to, but