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drawn her on at night with arguments.
and strange statements. OF anything but
fact. to reveal herself fully to mo In the
excitement that the dark hours often
bring In their train. Yet she Is still. to
some extent, a riddle. II ! could know
what she prays for I could know what
she II. Our secret desires are our souls.
Nevertheless. I have an instinct that tells
me some day the soul Of Enid will be laid
quite bare to me. shall understand her.
1t IL only q question OF time All! what
would It bel to me to discover being with
soul that could never understand! How
I. bored and cold. and modern as ! am.
could love It."
For q moment his eyes glittered with o
fire Of excitement. He got up restlessly.
threw his cigar into the fire. and turned
the staring photographs with their faces
to the wall.
You tire me-" he said wearily. Every
much."
He paused In front Of the hame. with one
foot resting on the fender edge.
shall I ever get rid of this absurd ten
dency Of mine toward the follies brought
about by the workings OF the imagina.
tion?" he thought. III the world knew Of
my desires. Of my hidden sensations,
surely It would call me child instead OF
cynic. child-or possibly, being kind.
~ speaking world--a madman. Why am
really 50 detached from people. SO swift
ly moved, at moments. by inanimate
things, BY a sound. scent. the patter OF
a shower among slippery laurel leaves,
the pose Of a figure in an old picture?
Sometimes l have fancied that I shall fall
in love with an echo, or be enthralled
by an orchid with q history In Its lus-
trous, spotted petals. Sometimes l have
dreamed that ! shall beat out my life
against stone personality. that will con-
jure up fancies. and own no voice with
which to dispel them"
Iv.-Obviously q Degenerate.
A coal falling into the crate snapped
the thread OF Denison's meditation.
'Riddlesr' he murmured. "Riddiesr'
Those who are dumb can never tell their
secrets. And We, In society. do everything
with view to what We call conversation.
What masquerade OF maniacs 1t all IL!
Yet, II sane man got card for the mas.
querade. made the dancers unmask and
showed to them their real faces, the ball
would break up In confusion. and the
hostess, Mrs. 9rundy. would deny to him
the sacred name Of gentleman And,
stripped Of that name, one 10 but con-
vict-a mere number"
: He lit his candle and turned out the
lamp.
ut Is absurd to have an aim In life. I'll
suppose" he said to himself. ''Hut II I
had one II should be to send Mrs. Grundy
into Mysteries in the midst Of the prepos-
ferrous puppets whom she calls her
guests"
v.-Curiosity Queuehed.
Enid and Denison, or more truthfully
speaking, plaything and owner, sail for
Egypt, and when We find them there,
the author tells US:
Mrs. Denison had never succeeded In
losing the fear Of her husbands smiling
cynicisn, which she at the same time con-
sidered GodlIlxe and most alarming. But,
then, she was one Of thosO women who
think that diety must have a good deal
of the bogey about him. and who vaguely
confuse Providence with the personality
of the scare-crow, Frightening human
sparrows away from sin by dint Of an
immovahle uglIness that implies illimit-
able power Her secret fear of her hus-
band had spurred within her the actress
instinct that lives. although perhaps DOR
mant. in every female bosom, and she
had. almost unconsciously. kept his GU
riosity about her at bay by the use Of little
ssI, ann,,.t t,..,a .e,s ne
go. sxa".,... .'.n Va n'n .'cessan'
~. ,, 10 WI, Sn aou'y wnch
t;nn far ~ ~" CIR ',ame e. y. MS curious a1ec-
ss III ~. "si. one wus very 'ovey' ana ne
standing her. Nature had gifted her with
mysteriously dark eyes and pretty trick
OF Vagueness. The beauty and the vague
ness caught benson and he appropri-
beauty appealed certainly N nj. ESTATE
sense, and to the body which he be,;eved
himself to despIse, But II was the vapue.
ness which hooked that wavward ash hi.
mind In It he found a riddle. He enent
his time in trying to guess n. no doubt
because the guessing Of n woujd 40 no
knew. slay what no chose n call nj. 49,.
tion for Enid.
His mistake Law In supnos,np that tbers
was a. riddle To- guess. Mrs Den,son,s
eyes were much deeper than was her
soul. She did not CORRESPOND. mentaiiv
TO her physiuue MANY NJ n. IA not anS
that is probably why the uplv word
"hypocrIte" oririnaiiv came into nee tn
face ia az often tho sh,,ta. 10 ~. .o,,i =.
the window. and the vis,bIe ,onno,,,,.,
rudely gives the lie 70 Tho inv,s,h,e
What was visible Of Mrs Denison sre.
auently contradicted what was inv,.ih,.
of her hut the world had mn tine ,o haaS
the so,,abble Mr., Denison had t,,na hut
At present the cotton.wooJ ~ novaIt,,
ai,od lie aor. % a,S uon".v".' IT.. vi LOVELY
deaf '"' ''""'
The COTTONWOOD, however. was |
dn0Ynnd otlt
sionmer,t occurred in this wise. one dav
beside the lake:
,,,,
Harry she began. with q gentle alb |
Iup'ness' 'nat was ratner ep!iepuc' "tnere
eah never pe periect love Wthout perfect
''amkness, .,, can thereF n.
many people say 30, Enid"