The Princeton union., 1897-04-22

different very different and her heart
swelled as rush Of memories came
upon her. She answered her part
ner's not very abtruse remarks me-
chanically. 1t was doubtless bad form,
Dut her eyes sought her husbands fig
ure; he was waltzing with Laura-it
seemed to her that he was always
4 Waslltzlng with Laura. But, then, per-
maps Eric might be thinking the same
thllng OF her, for she had certainly
danced a great many times with this
vi NJ !. Dobson- Dodson-s she was not at
all sure Of his name, and she really
4 dld not care at all who was her part
i ner. The Darshire hunt ball was not
amusing, she thought, and it was
little embarrassing that SO many peo-
\ PIE noticed and admired her bangles;
she touched it doubtfully, twisting it
on her arm so that the diamonds
hashed In her eyes. It was very pref
4 ty, but L. sf mi
Maggie seems to be putting in a
very good time tonight" observed
Lad Lady Carew as she strolled into the
conservatory with Eric Fawcett; ttshe
4 appears to be enjoying herself tre-
mendously."
Not half as much as am,'' replied
Eric, with laugh. cit is quite like
4 old times, isn't it?'' he added, draw
ing low seat forward for his COM
& panion 5fE aEI
o.. my dear Eric, don't try to be
sentimental! But, really, I begin to
think my warning to Maggie was not
uncalled- ---- ----- =
1 "Eh! what warning?"
d Well, it rather seems to me that the
Old Adam is returning, my friend; !;
that domestic joys are palling, and for
hidden fruit is becoming terribly at
tractive.''
is that challenger"
Not at all; besides, Maggie is my
cousin and my friend, and I think it's
right to warn her.
!, Are you in fun or in earnest? What
DO you mean by warning herr"
Lady Carew broke into laugh.
: Only that told her to beware OF
: husbands presents-that a magni-
hcent diamond and emerald bracelet
oIten meant more than met the eye
: when 1t was bestowed a propos de
bottes.''
= Really, haven't the smallest idea
> OF what you meant
= Mean? Why, the lovely bangle yor
gave her yesterday!"
II gave Maggie bangle yesterday?'
" Certainly. She is wearing it to-
night" .-.... ...
: You must be dreaming" ,...E
: Lady CareW looked into her com
panion's face with frank astonishment
Il am very sorry she said quietly
: II am afraid I have been indiscreet
= but how was to guess? o, what ar
:, = you going to do?"
:. For at that moment Mrs. Fawcett en-
tered the conservatory on the arm Q
: her partner, and Eric Immediately ros
= to his feet. Laura caught his arm.
: Eric, don't be ridiculous, it is som
= absurd mistake! I'LL take that MAJ
r away. Speak to Maggie. but for heav
: ems sake don't look like that!'
l. But, in spite of Lady Carews effort.
as it was not so easy to "take that ma
Of away" and while the futile, frivolou
Ii conversation rippled on, Eric stood b!
le bewildered and stunned. Maggie, th
soul of truth and simplicity, had tol
a lie There was not the faintest dout
s that Laura had spoken the truth, an
I spoken it without arriere-pensee. Th
stones of the mysterious bracelet gil
tered maliciously before his eyes, an
y yet, had not his attention been draw
Al to it, most probably he would n,
wi have noticed it. The details of an
Nv other woman's dress were always mol
Nj obvious to Eric than those of his wife
y and Maggie might have presumed G
: that rs
J But Maggie!-he was very much
z, love with her when he married her. b,
he was uncomfortably conscious th
he had paid very little attention to b,
of late. But then, Maggie-who wou
have dreamed
, At last the music struck up, ar
Lady Carew led off the intruder. ha
:, ing succeeded in persuading him th
I'll his calculations were out, and that
20 was precisely this dance she had give
eu him.
~ Maggie rose, too, but her husba,
~! laid his hand on her arm.
~ "No; stay here. I want to speak
an you"
- "But---'
~ =, II can't help engagements or an
: thing else. must speak to you now
What is it?" asked Maggie, lookil
~ up at him. why, Eric, what is t
- matter?'
ls lns .I wish to know who gave you til
.: - bangle"
:, - The color flew over Maggie's thro
" W and face, and her lips trembled.
-. ~ "I-I can't tell you.
a. ~. 80 I suppose, or you wouldn't ha
'us lied to Laura CareW about it,
eea gssIIr; i,' irh ,s&ss