The San Francisco call. [volume] (San Francisco [Calif.]) 1895-1913, 1895-03-24

gether."
Calder looked at him.
''Well, you are good chap. Dashed if I
don't. Yes, will. Well enjoy ourselves
like thunder. But I say, Merceron. II
ought to write to her, oughn't I?'
II am just going to write myself"
Toto say good-by, eh?"
Eyes"
~ shall write and break it off,
Come along. Wen go to your rooms
and get the things done, and then catch
the train. My luggage IS at the station
now"
sit won't take me minute to get it."
Wentworth, I'm glad to be rid of her"
''Eh-oh, well-so am t. said Calder
Late that evening the butler presented
Miss Agatha Glyn with two letters on a
salver. AS her eye fell on the addresses
she started. Her heart began to beat. She
sat and looked at the two momentous mis-
sives.
'Now which, she thought, "shall l read
first? And what shall do if they are both
obstinate?''
There was another contingency which
Miss Glyn did not contemplate.
After a long hesitation, she took up
Charles letter and opened it. TWAS very
short and began abruptly, without any
words of address:
II have received your letter. Your ex-
cuses make it worse: Icould forgive every
thing except deceit. l leave London to-
day. Good-by. c. NJ"
"Deceitl" cried Agatha. "How dare he I!
What horrid boyr'
She was walking up and down the room
in state of great indignation. She had
never been talked to like that in her life
before. 1t was ungentlemanly, cruel,
brutal. She flung Charles letter angrily
down on the table.
81 am sure poor, dear old Calder won't
treat me like that she exclaimed, taking
up his letter. It ran thus:
Ny Dear agatha: hope you will believe that
L write this withoutany feeling of anger toward
you. My regard for you remains very great
and ] hope we shall always be very good
friends, but after long and careful considera-
ton, have come TO the conclusion that the
story Lord ThTapston told me shows con-
clusively what I have been fearing for some
time past, namely, that have not been so
lucky as to win real affection from you, and
that we are not suited TO make each other
happy. Therefore, thanking you very much
Tor your kindness in the past, think l had
better restore your liberty to you. l shall hear
/ with very great pleasure of your happiness
| leave Town today Tor little while in order
that you may not be exposed to the awkward
! ness OF meeting me. Always yours most sin
cerely, CALDER WENTWORTH
Agatha passed her hand across her brow
then she reread Calder's letter, and then
Charles. Yes, there was not the least
doubt about it! Both of the gentlemen
had--well, what they had done did not
admit OF being put into tolerable words
With little Shrek Agatha flung herself
on the sofa.
The door opened and Lord Thrapston
| entered.
well, .Aggy. what's the news? Still
bothered by your two young men? Hullo +!
what's wrong?"
- Read them"' cried Agatha, with gest-
/ Jrnr fNxy-e ard 4ol,l
"Eh! Read what? Oh, see.'
He sat down at the table and put on his
glasses. Agatha turned her face toward
the wall; for her also everything was over.
For time no sound was audioleEsave an
occasional crackle OF the notepaper in
Lord Thrapston's shaking fingers. Then.
| to Agatha's indescribable indignation
there came another sort of crackle-a dry,
] grating, derisiye chuckle-from that fiinty.
hearted old man, her grandfather.
Good, monstrous good, pom my life u
said he.
lyon laughing at me?" she cried, leaping
up.