The Salt Lake herald. [volume] (Salt Lake City [Utah]) 1870-1909, 1891-01-25

She had the air of trying to make him
take some step or comprehend some
thing which he refused TO do OF under
stand. AS they passed the young man
glanced for a moment toward Helwise
and nodded recognition. The lady did
not turn, nor evince consciousness of the
presence of any third party. They
slowly traversed the length of the ter
race and disappeared through the gate
way at the farther end.
''She knows how to DRESS" remarked
Bellingham.
"And how to walk" added Helwise
s'She must have learned that on the
stage"
IAN actress, then, you Think"
Yes; OF an opera singer, perhaps.
Well, what do you think is the natter"
'tHe hasn't money enough, maybe, -
said Bellingham; cor perhaps she likes
him too well to marry him. A woman
like that knows that an ounce Of imagi-
nation is worth a pound of reality
both to her and to him.
'You have studied women since I
knew you last" remarked Helwise with
smile
''If l have" replied Godfrey, ''they
have only taught me to disbelieve the
little I ever thought I knew. Come, lei
us be moving
That night Bellingham dreamt vivid
ly of Mile. Mariana, and his dream
awakened him before dawn III great dis
Of 10 hot l,o
was walking across the Brooklyn bridge,
which on this occasion extended from
the roof of the opera house in New York
to the parapet of the terrace where he
had sat with Helwise that afternoon.
The bridge was unfinished, and he was
obliged to make the transit, on series
Of precarious planzs irregularly disposed
When midway across the Atlantic, whose
angry roar reached his ears from the
Unreasonable depth beneath, he saw
walking before him the figure of WON.
an, In whom he at once recognized Mile.
Mariana. He FASTENED to overtake her,
for she seemed in imminent danger of
falling.
Just as he was on the point of reach
ing her, however, the plank on which he
stood gave way, and at the same mo-
ment she whom he had meant to save
tottered and fell. He closed his eyes for
an instant; then he felt his arm seized
by some one from behind, and, looking
round, he found himself standing on the
stage of the opera house, with Mariana
herself before him in the costume OF
Marguerite, with bunch of daisies il
her girdle. He heard the applause OF
the audience, like the roar of the sea-
and perceived that the performance was
going forward and that he instead of be
ing properly attired, was in his every day
dress. 1t came across his mind also that
the figure he had mistaken for Marana
was Mephistopheles, disguised to mis-
lead him. He looked at Marguerite; he1
face was deathly pale. She said below
her breath, You did not believe in me
do you know who Her voice dice
away, the lights were suddenly extin
guished, and in the silence and darkness
Bellingham awoke.
Too much disturbed to sleep again
for the dream, grotesquely extravagan
though it was. had seemed absolutel,
real to him-he got up, lit a pipe, ant
sat smoking at has window Watching
: the dawn slowly illuminate the eastern
l sky.
He took an early breakfast and wen
for solitary walk along the coast, ant
from the summit Of lofty headlant
: saw a great ocean steamer pass west
ward through the gray sea. She wa
bound for New York AS he watched
her diminish and vanish in the distance
till only a faint plume Of smoke remain
ed on the far horizon, for the first tim
> since his journey began he was consciou
: Of an urgent longing to return-to return
: at once. The unfinished question in hi
dream kept ringing in his ears, it assum
= ed momentous importance; he mus
. know what it meant. He laughed at hi
. own absurdity, but the longing remain
l ed. At last he returned to the inn.
He found Helwise painting in til
room he used as a studio; he was in hi
!, shirt sleeves, slippers down at the hee
D were on his feet. and he wore an oil
, straw hat to shade his eyes from til
. light. He was whistling softly to him
- self, and would turn his head on on
, side after putting Il touch or the canvas
''Did you hear any noise last night:
he asked after they had chatted for
while.
q Il had bad dream. What was it,"
y ''That young fellow who calls hinse
Edwardes. His room is next to mine
He came i'll a little later than usual las
night, and by and by fancied I hear
> him crying. I was debating whether
u ought to go in and see what was til
= matter, when lie knocked at my doo1
' He looked badly cut up. made hin
l sit down and gave him some whisi
! !, and cigarette. He seems to be in
u scrape"
Il Ibid he explain the mystery"
:, "Well, he talked somewhat. Fe fe
u in love with this woman in Moscow
- = From what he said judge she is an &C
~ ress OF a singer, as we were saying We
. terday. She is a public character {
= some kind, and has had adventures b.
= fore this. She took a great fancy /
. him, so he says, and ! believe him b
=" it seems to have been somewhat as yo
y suggested: she liked him too well I
} let him have his way. She wouldn
% risk a establishment; perhaps h
} heart had never been touched befor
!. She would not marry him. eithe
y for that matter, I suppose the OF
. > thing is about the same to her
u the other. But she did an odd thing
3 she offered to suspend her career. wha