Waterbury evening Democrat. [volume] (Waterbury, Conn.) 1887-1895, 1893-10-27

Pm making an dtCful mess Of this"
THAT scarcely needs confession" replied
Judith. You did not think to ask Mr.,
Kavanagh If l were here?"
"Oh, remember, he said you were here"
stammered the honest fellow, but my
! thoughts have been so absorbed by some
thing else. Hang it! l don't mean that"
1T would be quite eNcusable if you did"
she retorted, with slight inclination OF
her head as she turned to address me.
There was something painfully ludicrous
in the embarrassment of this big, awkward
man-something which tinged the expires
sion of Judith's pretty face with sadness as
well as mirth. He submitted to be dragged
away by the children to the group where
Taras was chatting with Mr.. and Mrs.
Charles kavanagh.
Il have been a long while anxious to
! make your acquaintance" said Judith in
her good French as we slowly walked to-
ward the party. Il have heard so much
about you from Mr.. Gordon-so much that
| if l were not quite sure of his consistency
might feel jealous"
could not find word to say in reply to
| this advance-not one / was not yet an
| adept in hypocrisy. and my tongue obSti-
nately refused to make any profession OF
| friendship for this girl, whose happiness
might be turned to misery by my act.
! Judith spoke to me again / was intro
| duced to Mr.. and Mrs. Charles Kavanagh
| but what was said, how behaved, is lost to
me now like the incidents of long past
dream. Ionly remember looking at Judith
Bell, fascinated by her prettiness and pic
| turing the change in that bright face which
! would come if Gordon fell.
| must have appeared incomprehensibly
| odd and i'll hammered or exceedingly stupid
| to her and the kavanaghs, for after a vain
| attempt to engage me in conversation they
abandoned me to Gordon, who, gauging my
| feelings by his own, stuck to me Loyalty.
The strangeness of my behavior did not es-
| cape the notice of Taras. More than once
on our way home found him regarding me
| with curious interest from his corner in the
compartment, and in saying good night"
| there was a GOODNESS in his voice and man
ner that chilled my heart.
He must have thought Gordon guilty of
Inconsistency to Judith Bell and suspected
me of being party to his treachery.
| What does it matterf' exclaimed as
threw myself on my bed. IF Taras is saved,
that is everything. would sacrifice myself
and the whole world for him."
| expected to see Gordon that morning,
| but he did not come. While we were at
lunch a clerk came around from the pottery
| to ask il he was with us, showing that he
had not put in an appearance there. Taras
made no comment, but 1 saw him glance
| nlc dS lAS WAS 1
| kept my eyes down that l might not be-
tray what was in my mind. There was
significance in Gordon's absence which was
| obvious enough to me. Kavanagh had
| warned him to hold himself in readiness,
and he was staying at his chambers for the
call which was now certain would soon
| be made.
Nothing occurred during the forenoon,
but we had scarcely finished dinner when
Kavanagh's light knock at the door caused
my heart to leap. The next minute he en-
tered the room. His hands were gloved
l sat in choking suspense as, in compli-
ance with TaraS' invitation, he seated him
self and slowly unbuttoned his gloves, talk
ing airily about some topic of the day as he
leaned back in his chair, one leg crossed upon
his knee and his elbows resting on the arms
of the chair, so as to place his hands we'll in
my view. He slowly drew off the left glove.
The ring was not on the finger of that hand
not where he was to have worn it If moth
ing could be done. But waited for more
decisive proof. the signal which was to bid
| me act.
Slowly he drew the glove from his right
hand. The ring was on that finger, and as
he nicely folded the gloves on his knee, pass
ing the hand with the glittering ring over
them, he cast a swift glance at me to make
sure that the signal was understood.
WORLDS Fair Attendance.
CHICAGO, Oct. 27.-The total paid adnias
! aions to the fair were 102le4a