Fairhaven herald. [volume] (Fairhaven, Wash.) 1890-????, 1893-05-14
A MYSTERY.

AND TRULY"
you're too ridiculous, Phil" cried Mrs.
Lorimer, laughing. "As lady's maid you
are not success. Go and smoke your
cigarette on the balcony, and I'll be ready
in a second"
Mr. Lorimer obeyed with the submission
and alacrity of a newly made spouse, and,
moreover, waited with patience and resig-
nation only to be found in man whose
married life can still be counted by weeks.
Il haven't been long, have II" asked his
wife, with delightful conviction, when she
returned after an interval; and, oh, Phil
don't you think this is the most perfectly
lovely place on the face of the earthf"
Mr.. Lorimer's answer was somewhat
wide of the mark, and by no means worthy
OF record, but certainly Eden-on-Sea was a
very delightful spot. 1t was not by any
means one of those YEARLY romantic places
where bride and bridegroom can live
''the world forgetting, by the world forgot"
80 that before the first quarter Of the
honeymoon is fairly over they have rubbed
a considerable amount of the gilt off life's
gingerbread So far from that, Eden-on-
Sea did all its tiny best to initiate London,
Paris or New York. The ambition of every
woman In the place was to appear in as
many different gowns as possible during
the "a hours, and except for the display Of
picturesque bathing costumes TO ignore
the sea as far as might be- Consequently
1t was an ideal spot for honeymooners who
possessed respectively large trousseau and
a good banking account.
Its delicious" repeated Mrs. Lorimer
ecstatically; but come, Phil, Pm quite
ready for my drivel Oh, therel my shoe is
undone. Do tie it up for me-"
Philip was kneeling at her feet, and she
was laughingly instructing him in the art
Of tying a shoe lace, when, 20 the unutter-
able confusion of both, the room door
opened, and stranger stood in the door
way.
Excuse me, am afraid | have made
mistake"
Mr.. Lorimer jumped up, glazing at the
intruder savagely.
II thought this was my room, No. "a"
This is 24A," growled Lorimer. Your
room is the next on the left"
THANK you-a thousand pardonsr' end
with a courteous bow the stranger with
drew
"Idiotr' began Phil, but Mrs. Lorimer
interrupted him.
"Oh, did you ever see such handsome
mani He had face like an archangell"
"Archangel be-pulverizedl think peo-
pie might take the trouble TO see that they
don't blunder into other peoples roomsl
Come along Blanche. The carriage is wait
ing"
Pills temporary surliness was, however,
quickly dissipated by his wifes coquetry
and the pleasure of the drive, and when
later on he saw his visitor of the afternoon
near them at the table d'hote he scarcely
bestowed a second thought upon that indi-
vidual.
The evening passed pleasantly enough,
and when toward its close Mr.. and Mrs.
Lorimer lOunged upon their balcony in the
moonlight it seemed as If there could be
nothing TO mar the delights Of this best OF
all possible worlds. Suddenly terribly
discordant note was struck.
"Listenr' whispered Blanche.
"Eh, whatF" said Phil, whose whole at
tention had been engrossed by his com
panion, and who, unlike her, had not the
feminine knack Of doing two things at the
same time.
Don't you hear some one talking in the
next roomp whispered Blanche.
"Wellf"
But they're quarreling; listenr
mot II Why shouldn't they quarrel If
they like? Let's 90 in"
But at that moment a woman's voice,
low and piteous, reached their ears:
"Oh, Frank have you no PITY"
"There, didn't you heart" whispered
Blanche in awestruck tones
Eyes, and | cont mean to hear any
morel Come in, Blanche"
"How stupid you are, Phil They are in
the next room, tell youp she reiterated
impatiently.
"What of itp'
Mrs. Lorimer gave little petulant
stamp.
"There was no one with that gentleman
who came in here this afternoon, and he
was alone at table d'hotel Now do you
understand
Phil gave a low whistle, but before he
could make any remark the wailing voice
reached them again.
frank, don't force mel / cannoti will
not. It is too awfuln'
Phil drew his wife quickly into the room
and closed the window noisily.
"But, Phil, amt you going to do any
thing2 Suppose
"Stuff and nonsensep' interrupted Phil
gruffiy; ''it's no business of ours But your
archangel does not seem to be very ami
able personl"
"But don't you thing
II think it's time TO turn inr' replied her
husband decisively.
Blanche, on the other hand, was a true
daughter of Eve, and she determined to dis
cover, If possible, whose voice 1t was that
she had heard, and what was the meaning
of its piteous appeal. If possible, but how
was Il to be doneY
Il u. -.
was quick to seize Having gone up to her
room after bre.. fast next morning, she
found the chambermaid still busy with her
dnsting.
''Oh, you can go on, she said, smiling,
as she seated herself by the window. The
maid was clearly the very person to en-
Tighten her But how TO come 70 the pointl