Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1891-10-18

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| to the Kindness of his friends TO remem-
Der tn at any little faults which mig tmar
bisefforts should be charged against him,
rather than to his selection, which, IN
his estimation, was no less good because
it was old. He then plunged Into
ssCatiline's Defiance" with vigor that
| 40 scared a little child that she had TO
be summarily hustled away TO bed.
Donald, having finished his supper,
aud further solaced himself with a
smoke on the piazza, now stood IN the
doorway, absentlY looking on, In his ao-
straction quite unaware that DR.. ana
Mrs. Rogers had entered the hall and
we're standing close behind him. But
how was Anita to know that the trio mao
not Just walked over from the cabin TO-
| rether? With brilliant smile she
| turned to Gray, who sat on ioW STOOL
beside her, carelessly laying her hand on
his shoulder while she whispered In his
ear. AS to what people might think OF
this easy familiarity, she did not for an
instant consider. When one isimpelled
by the egoism of an absorbing passion It'll
as though he looked at the world through
the larger end of a telescope, seeing
society reduced to pigmy inslgnihcance.
Anita saw only Donald.
"Who was it," she whispered, who
said that life would be tolerable but for
its amusements?"
81 am glad to say that never knew
the cynic," flashing gEeteful glance at
her. All this evening she had not
youchsafed him word before. "But he
could never have meant this sort OF
thing. l am enjoying this Immensely;
aren't you?"
"On the same principle that a friend
of mine enjoys her cold shower baths
she finds it such delightful relief when
one is over and she is safely out OF it,
Donald abruptly made his way across
the room. excuse me, Anita, but |
have had long, hard day, and | feel
completely used up" his looks lending
emphasis to the words. 81 am sorry to
disturb you, but really I think L must
turn in"
"What! so soon?" staring up at him
with smiling indifference. "Well, don't
let me detain you"
1t had seemed to Donald simply a
matter Of course that she would go with
him: but, like Byron's Jack Buntline,
"He knew not what to say, and so he
swore," in his heart,as many an oath Is
uttered, while he reiterated with what
grace he might.
When Anita entered her room, a couple
of hours later, she found him still sit
ting in the small, comfortless bedroom
rocking chair, modify tinting the air
of the room blue with cigar smoke.
"What! not gone to bed yet? I
thought you would have been asleep an
hour ago." she carelessly remarked
shifting the air with dainty show OF
scorn.
"I waited for you" he said simply.
"But I'm afraid this smoke is too much
for you. / had not realized that 1t was
quite so bad"
"Oh, it is so kind OF you to speak Of
itr' a subacid Of sarcasm in her voice.
In fact. she did not dislike cigar smoke
in the least, but it suited her mood to
make a grievance OF the matter.
"You mean that ought to have con-
sidered the consequences sooner, in
deed, you are right" with genuine con-
triton. 81 will open the window as
soon as the light is ont. I am awiully
sorry"
"Oh, don't speak Of it," with per-
functory politeness. She was slipping
briskly out Of her clothes. Donald
watched her for few moments in
silence.
"And so you have been putting in
your time flirting with your cousin?" A
dozen beginnings he had framed In his
mind for what he had to say, yet when
he came to speak he bitterly hurled his
thought at her, with no picking of
words.
"Did Mrs. Rogers tell you that?" look
ing up at him with nonchalant smile,
as she sat deliberately brushing her
long hair. "If shedid, ii was some
what curious coincidence, don't you
think, that Gray should have limited to
me, only this evening, that you seemed
to be putting in your time flirting with
Mrs. 'Rogers?"
THAT is not answering my question"
with stern insistence. 81 want to
know"
"Want to know what?" her lips curl
ing in a slow, amused smile. Only she
could know what the effort cost her.
81 want to know II you have been let
ting your cousin make love to you?"
"Oh!" with a soft laugh, mocking, ex-
asperatIng. ''And don't you think-sll
things considered-that such question
from you is rather-well, peculiar, TO
say the least?"
-. In II IN fak
an answer all the same"
"And suppose-to be equally peculiar
Il should turn about and ask II you
have been making love to Mrs. Rogers?"
"Then l should most emphatically
answer, No."
"Ahl I thank.thee, Jew, for teach
ing me that word" Again that low,
hooking laugh. "Then 1, too, answer,
No."
at is a lieI" he retorted roughly.
ssThere is no use beating about the
bush, Nita. saw you before you saw
me, over there In the woods this after
noon, and-it seems impossible even
now-but with my own eyes ] saw your
cousins arms around you, saw him kiss
ing you, and-you kiss him."
For an instant she seemed startled
out of her angry composure, but only
for an instant.
"Oh, did yoR2" she nonchalantly an
svered. "Well, as you once pithily re-
marked when We were discussing your