Wheeling Sunday register. [volume] (Wheeling, W. Va.) 1882-1934, 1895-11-24
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She pushed him O'caU
the chatter Of an idle woman compared
with it? And YOU are right. An be
happy. my friend, that You have tnat
which can absorb You, to the exclusion
Of everything else
He went from her with the feeling
that he had LEFT much unsaid. And yet
what could he say? She was on enigma
he was as yet powerless to solva.
AS he walked UP the path he saw Jen-
ny locking from the window. She
turned away aJrup-ly, brit not before
he saw she had been weeping.
Mrs. Larremcve was one Of those
women who never shirk tears or tner
traces. She let them roll in slow Pre-
ccss.ou down her cheeks, and when th1y
b1tstered her nose and sWellcd her eye
lids She looked glad CT II.
What was the use Of being miserable
IF all the world didn't know IL? As TO
s3bbing. she had reduced it TO fine
art. Hugh often thought q great emo
ticral actress had been lest in mis- wife,
the supply Of her laclrymal glands was
SO tnexhaust. bic and responded so easily
20 her call
She was sobbirg now as he entered
the house He could not control the
slight smile that fingered for a second
on hts lips as he went toward her, Wen
der.ng # f. were an in fitting gown th!S
time or if she had cut her bang too
short
whats the trouble, little woman?
Dear me. VIVA, quantity OF tears!
What are they al about?'
with brisk sympathy he drew chair
to her side and laid his hand on hers.
She pushed him away and rose with an
attempt NJ intense scOra.
Matter enough, How dare you ask
me what's the matter? On! 1 wish
mamma we're here" And she collapsed
again.
ANY effect her words might have had
was spoiled by the intensely comic lus-
ter Of her nose. and her pale eyes seem
eli TO have reyea.ed into little pink
cavcrns under her brows.
Hugh looked @. her helplessly. She
was elreged at som ching what?
He could think OF nothing he had done
10 warrant her reprCaches and so wait
ed in silence for the charge.
yes. you DO well TO say nothing
more" she cried on. suddenly Ask
ing me what's the matter indeed, Hugh
Larremore. do you think me blind?
Have / no feelings rs q wife? On, it
didn't require Mrs Ellst0n or Mrs.
Mabie to show me the turn affairs were
taking. I have my private opinion Of
scme people, and l knew how j. would
be from the first
Did you?" asked Hugh, with in
tense weariness. rising and walking a
little way from her Then perhaps
you'll let me know, too. What do you
mean? I am completely IN the dark as
10 what YOU are driving 81
A triumphant. malice liz up Jenny's
eyes and she went close to him, her
small hands clinched.
II mean that you are in love with
that SRI nsXt door, came slowly. fierce
lv from between her qu.vering lips. Il
mean ,hat she's been leading you On.
What Is she anyhow? We don't know
anv.h.ng about her. But she's making
q feel of YOU and @ jest of me- You are
parading your infaua.ion TO the whole
town. / won't stand Il.
Then something in his look made her
draw back. She had been prepared for
denial. for r.dicule fer anger. but not
fer that deadly p1llor that slowly set
tied On his face until e was like mar
BE mask, not fcr that fire in his eyes
under which she felt herself grow hot
with shame.
"Well-well-isn it uue?" she
trcmblingly asked, trying not to be
frightened.
Come here"
He held out his hands with a gesture
she dared net d!sCbey. lie drew her
close to him, and roughly, and looked
into her abashed face.
"You have sa.i something it VII be
hard for me to forgive"
Then his expression changed convul-
sively. and he looked past her. an alb
rupt angry laugh breaking from his
lips.
It's a lie, There is not a vestige Of
truth in i--a lie-do you hear?-a lier
And he went away.
Tn his study. with the door closed up
on the world. he sat down at his desk
and tried 10 write But It was impossl-
bic. The place had grown sitting, his
heart was beating 10 the verge Of sufo-
cation. and an unconquerable desire TO
get on. under the sky. into space. light
and air made him seize his hat at last
and. stepping over the low threshold of
the window into the garden, take the
path that led into the country.
He walked rapidly until the limits OF
the town were reached and stretches CT
young grass broken by the turnings Of
/ o railroad rack took the place Of houses
and shops The distant putting of a train
sounded through The soft, spring even
irg and the Oft recurring tinkle OF q
/ bell from a home going COW.
He was alone in the twilight. but the
/ Deace ne craved would not come. His
heart was on fire. Questions came
crowding on him that filed him with
/ fear. The words his wife had spoken
| rang IN his ears, and his answer:
/ q, Is a liel'
Il was. IL must be. But still a turb-
= ulant unrest chilled him and made him
| sad
( he had always held. that the man