San Antonio daily light. [volume] (San Antonio, Tex.) 1886-1907, 1890-08-29

tenton might be indlsposed on account OF
her going every morning to the residence
of DR.. Tompkins."
Going every morning to the residence
of Dr. Tompkinsw repeated Mr.. Fenton.
81 don't know what you mean"
you don't, reallys" said Miss Vincent,
her eyes sparkling little in anticipation
of the effect her news was likely to pro-
duce
mo, think you must be mistaken"
But am not, Mr.. Fenton. see Mrs.
Fenton pass our house every morning, and
past our side window have-quite by &C
cident, assure you-seen her, for several
mornings running, enter the house Of DR..
Tompkins."
"Did you notice how long she stayedH
asked Mr.. Fenton, beginning to feel de-
cidedly queer.
From two to three hours" said Miss
Vincent. Yesterday morning she stayed
two hours and thirty-five minutes by our
clock"
Mr. Fenton was getting decidedly jeal
Gus, or he might have wondered at the
accuracy with which his wife's call had
been timed.
"At what time does she 90 there'" he
asked quickly.
"At about o'clock"
'Do you think she is there now9"
eyes, saw her go there just before
came away" said Miss Vincent. But
really l thought you knew all about it.
It's little mystery of your wife's prob
ably" and she simpered and marked with
pleasure the mental disturbance upon the
face of the shopkeeper. But really l
have stayed longer than intended.
must be going"
He'll go over to the doctor's," thought
Miss Vincent. "Ill see if I've don't.
wonder if they'll fight? / shouldn't won
der, for he looked as mad as hornet.
Well, it's none of my business, that's a
comfort. What sight of troubles mar
ried life brings with it, to be sure
Miss Vincent might congratulate herself,
such being the fact, that she was never
likely to experience any of the troubles in
cident to that state in life, for it is very
much to be doubted whether there was
any one, having once seen her vinegar
visage, who would have ventured to form
matrimonial plans having her for their
object.
Miss Vincent was right. She soon had
the satisfaction of seeing Mr.. Fenton pass
her house hurriedly on his way to the
house of DR.. TOmpkins.
II wish | could see them meet" thought
Miss Vincent. Il wonder whether she'll
faint, or what he'll say"
Miss Vincent could not crafty her
praiseworthy curiosity, but we fortunate
ly can do 50. Before Mr.. Fenton's arrival
we will eXa.line the interior of a room on
- -, 81 H. - l.,
A woman neatly but plainly dressed
stood before an easel, on which rested a
picture CT large size, now nearly completed.
1t was evidently, even to an unartistic
eye, painting of rare merit, and the art
ist' eye GlOwgI with interest as she gave a
few skillsUl touches and then drew back to
witness the e.iC~t
When Ir. F2Gton reached the door he
rang the bell hastily. He thought the SER
Want looked oddly when her eye rested
upon him.
SIS Mrs. Fenton here?" he asked hastily
eyes, believe So" she said hesitarngYy.
"Lead me to her at once" he demanded.
The woman hesitated a moment.
do you hear me-" he exclaimed, stamp
ing his foot Il demand to be led at once
to the presence of Mrs. Fenton."
. ''Of course, if you wish it,"
81 do wish it,"
"Then follow me-"
She led the way upstairs, and Mr.. Feuton
followed. deeply agitated.
Isis the doctor at home?" he asked.
"No, he hasn't been at home since break
fast" said the servant.
That seemed strange. There was some
thing Mr.. Fenton didn't understand.
"She is in that room." said the servant,
indicating door
THANK you, that will do"
He moved softly to the door, opened it
gently and gazed at his wife.
She was standing in the center of the
apartment, her back turned toward him,
a palette and brushes in her hand.
He moved forward so stealthily that she
did not hear his step and grasped her arm
with unconscious force, so that with start
she dislodged the easel from its position,
and it fell fiat upon the floor.
OH" she exclaimed regretfully.
Turning she met the stern gaze of her
husband =,
so you have found me out" she said, in
some surprise.
''Yes, madam" he answered sternly, II
have found you out"
"But you needn't look so angry about it;
surely have done no harm"
You have disgraced me" said Fenton
huskily.
'Disgraced your" repeated his wife, won
deringly. How can my painting pictur res
disgrace you?"
1T isn't that. Have you not been in the
habit of coming to visit DR.. Tompkins'"
She smiled.
IF so / have been very unfortunate in
my calls, for never find him at home"
is this true?'