Rock Island Argus. (Rock Island, Ill.) 1893-1920, 1896-03-11

SYNOPSIS OF PREVIOUS CHAPTERS.
Chapter marian Trent and Mrs.
Ventnor turn their backs upon upper
Bohemian society in New York and
retire to a nearby town. It is .
fad Of Marian's and distasteful to
her companion. Their house is twin
to an adjoining one. II-Dr. Hugh
Larremcre lives next door. Return
ing late one evening, he stumbles
into the wrong house and comes upon
. vision OF loveliness-Marian a
snow white wrapper by q glowing
crate fire. He retreats. after an
apology. which is received with .
pleasant smile. At his own fireside
he encounters nagging, petulant
wife. III-Mrs. Ventnor Summons
DR.. Larremore for herself profession
ally. The call develops into social
visit. Marian acknowledges herself
blase and miserable. She is rich, but
unsatisfied. DIR. Larremore tells her
that the best medicine for her dis
ease is to go about doing good. Nv
Marian devotes time and money to
n newsboys' home. but she is still I'M
happy and without a high motive.
Larremore becomes interested. His
vile is jealous and makes scene.
V-The DOCTORS bosom friend, Mark
Thorne, returns from the missionary
field. A stroll in Marian's garden.
The Doctors religion. VI-The doc
tor and his wife. Mrs. Ventuor and
Marian accompany Thorne to a mid
night mission in the Sums. Larrc-
more makes an appeal from the plat
form. Marian's soul is touched by
it. Vl1-Marian, in tears, seeks DR..
Larremore to confess that she is n
sinner aud morally no better than q
creature Of the slums. The doctors
wife overhears all and denounces
Marian with terrible vindictiveness,
insisting that she is treated rs an
outlaw. Love for the unfortunate one
springs up and masters him. DIR.
Larremore's wife abandons his home.
Mrs. Ventnor and Marian decide to
go away. The husband pleads with
his wife to return, but she is obdur-
ate. A stormy and passionate inter-
view between Marian and the doctor
follows. Repentance is now i'm
possible. love you," she says. At
last Larremore goes with ThOrne to
n distant mission field as an example
to Marian Of exalted sacrifice. II
took your faith from you. l give it
back"
In the room where he sat down to
wait the dust lay thickly. The roll of
wheels, the voices of children, came
through the open window. Some music
he recognized as Jenny's lay on the
piano. A picture Of her in her GRADUATE
ing dress hung ON the wall opposite.
The roses she carried and against which
her diploma rested with girlish awk-
wardness had been his first gift to her.
He noted all these things with a one
sided consciousness while listening for
q footstep in the hall and wondering
how it would all end.
The children outside the window had
grown tired Of their game, and he had
become familiar with every detail of the
untidy place before the floor creaked
under q heavy tread and stout woman
in a widows cap swayed into the room.
Mrs. Walton had never liked her SON
in-law. He had won Jenny at time
when there was every promise Of q pros
porous marriage to churcbgoing young
man with fortune in the coal business.
That a struggling medical student
had captured her darling had ever been
q thorn i'll Mrs. Walton's heart, even
after he had indicated himself Ly
proving his ability to support his wife
independent Of her mother.
She stood in the doorway now, her
breath coming in puffs, her blue eyes so
like Jenny's save that they We're set in
q protruding framework Of flesh, gleam-
ing with anger and accusation.
Good evening, DR.. Larremore.
thought it was you." and her tone was
rs icy as her short breath permitted. II
said to myself: That's him. Nobody
else / krow'd be ashamed to give his
name.' II il amt too much to inquire,
may ask why you've come here:''
ITO see my wife. made that re-
quest ON entering"
Mrs. walton's gaze swept him from
neau 10 1OOt.
Like your impudence. You took my
daughter from me once, but yen shan t
again. All, had she listened to me then
but there's no use going over that.
only she'd be riding in her carriage now
with servants to wait upon her What
didn't she give mp for you? And what
did she get for it: My poor child! II
you'd come when she finished telling
me her story, I'd not have received you
30 mildly, ! can just tell You. But I've
thought it over. and since she's of the
same mind with me you can hear the
truth and So My daughter'll never go
back to you." she said, placing her
hands on her knees and leaning forward.
Never! She's done with you. You
needn't try to find her or to force her.
She's not in the city. Thank God. she's
far away"
"You misunderstood me altogether, T"
Hugh said quietly, unmoved by the IL
rade, eff you think Iwant to force your
daughter to anything. Is it her wish to
avoid me, or have you sent her away?
merely want to know her mind. Iwant