New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1893-10-22

the truth. That Is. II was not d '""
OF the feminine nature. ,, o,.x,
About that forgery now IL wac Pv $3.50
things wild az" come out ali right He had only
to love and to be patient. Ana ne iei. a poul'u-
less capacity both for loving ana iol paIehce.
1t was when the two were waihii'S NOME warn
i'm the clear cold of the evening that Salomt
told her companion of her nleeuns WIN Mis
Bradford and of the first situns loI ,ile poi-
trait. II seemed to her that tneS ii'i ~
so happv never so thoroughly IN sympathy as
now, as they walked under the sai,el iaiips
There was an elation OF when Saiome was
kcenIy conscious IT would have been inpossi-
Bile that she should not sometimes nave thought
with draf d Of the time when Moore would learn
all the Incidents connected WIN their marrlage
Now he knew and he still loved her. They were
still one. ILL.,, ,,,
She hung upon his arm. She talked rapidly OF
Mrs bradford and of how Mrs. BRADFORD was
the kind Of woman she hkcd. n"u pe,n .,.s ~,
had been given for Moore To Nisit the STUDIO IN
"Ab, There sh, is now. in that carriage-right
here. The woman in the while , iul vioak. nic
sees me- Randolph. don't you IKE her smile
Why. she is going To speak To me.
The carriaCc stopped and Mrs. Bradford, evil
IDENTIFY in opera dress, leaned ,oa waru ah n,,ane
a gesture which Salomc obcycd, going To the edge
of the sidewalk Moore remaining pace in the
rear.
Il was going to send a messs &c TO YOU Mrs
Moore" said Mrs. Bradford, but as l saw you
I couldn't resist the wish to stop you Don
come tomorrow morning; | shall be away; but
come the day after.
Yes" said Salome.
Mrs Bradford still remained leaning forward
slightly. looking at Salome and smiling as one
smiles involuntary at sight OF IA radiant race.
Directly however. she drew back. The carriage
went on Saome gaZed after II an instant,
drew long breath. then looked up at her hus-
band as If FOR his approval OF TINS woman VINO
had Just left them
you see I'm quite proud that she wants TO
paint me-" she said.
81 should think you would be-" was the re-
cot ffp.lts
out Of reach OF common mortals If she wanted
to RANT me. Perhaps mine isn't the kind of
beauty that takes her fancy; and perhaps she
doesn't paint men,
Moore stroked hi beard and laughed. He also
was I'm what she would have called in noher
dangerously good spirits" He could not under
stand IL in the least.
Later. when he woke In the night and lay with
wide open eyes apparently not thinking of any
thing there suddenly sprang at him the words:
ON | wish she cared for the truth
why should those words have cone to him
now when he had been 50 happy few hours he
fore? And then there rose in his mind vivid
picture Of Salome's face as II had been mat Tune
when he and she were walking on the Florida
sands and she had told him that he could not
respect hcr Respect her? lie must respect her.
lie must.
He lay utterly still his hands clenched per-
spration coming on his forehead How was he
going to know when she telling him the
truth? How could he expect her to tell him the
truth always? And what should he do If he dis
covered another falschood? Now and then, as
time went on. should he detect her In a lie? He
shuddered. Even man whose life is not upon
high plane as Moore strovc that mis- should
be- could not help strong repulsiOn at the
thought that hisH wife was not truthful.
Whatever he Is himself. a man desires that his
wife shall be upright
II Is not when wakes In the dafkness that
one has hopeful views Of any trouble or per-
pleXity.
Noorc's thoughts ran On IN painful confusion
until At last be fell asleep again. lie was sur
pris Cd that in the morning he should be able 10
regard that hour OF darkness almost as If II had
been "A dream. only IA the days went by. Their.
wcr, moments when IT seemed as If that hour
had left a shadow. Eut yet he could easily
escape the shadow. II could hardly come when
Saome was near him. and he could turn and
look In her face
Go be cOntnued)