The sun. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1833-1916, 1897-10-24

relRate had quite recovered his usual demcun.
or; only IN daylight the lines on his face and
tho horrible weariness. Of his eyes wero more
marked than in the light by which mon gener.
ally saw him.
y sec you, don't remember me-" no said with
. smile, as he pulled OF his gloves. And yet
l was your guest hero last night, Mr.. Bailey
by JovoiirI exclaimed the young gentleman,
bbppHSRRs'y some ne fsIIox " h dim r ,ef,R that
beastly club, and then"
supplemented Richard Fclgnte, ROWING. 80.
DAY have called 10, apologize for my conduct
btnI bit ~ y r at al" H. l dare say wO kicked up "
You mistake my meaning, replied Felgate.
SG0 Sn y v nd 40 hni not suggest Tint an apology is
= "fi i Wv WHAT "H' arc IS your your s'siSEir at,. cried the
other, roughly; 81 suppose / can manage my
3wn affairs, What's my sister got to do with
"dll speak plainly, my young friend. You
o orS"e of lb mS wd an pitS, stranger, picked up Pill, IN
YOU lat night. We were both, / SUPPOSE, in;
tnXicattd; You certainly were. Suffice it
MAT we disturbed a lady, whom ] accidentally
here after you had fallen asleep"
lame out hercf' gasped Bailey.
Wow, my dear MI. Bailey Rouehton. You arc
very young. Lifc-as l know it's a sealed
o opSn it, TO- bSSS Su' Motives tGfiy 'H are F SsSa LiSn in %SS nsSS.
savG to those in whose breasts they srrang. I
shall not ATTEMPT TO explain mine to you. Suf-
nee IT. that you. placed me in IA false position
last night. To-day l como to set myself right
n On you can't do that, you know" broke In
Baliey Roughton. Last nights affair Is done
with. we all have a spree sometimes. But
last night isn't this morning; You CANT cx-
pect to push yourself in In this fashion, Mr.-Mr.
~Fclgatc.' lie got up as he spoke, and spread
his legs and shook his head agKresSively.
Fclgatc's face had flushed foi u moment, and
he made an involuntary movement toward the
younger man. Then his arms fell to his side
and lie turned away.
understand he sud. slowly. For that reason
wont make the attempt. However, 1 am
here 10 see Miss Ioughton."
And l say YOU can't see her. Confound 1t,
sir. who are your
That is u matter you should have decided
last night. ! might be the greatest villain un-
hung, and yet you brought me here and left it
to your sister 10 turn me out Of tho place. il
stand that one cannot slip out ofthings SO easily
as you desire to do. 1 am here to sec Miss
But but what is your objecti'
purely that of courtesy, II necessary apollo
Ey..a desire to set myself right in the eyes of a
as u blackguard."
-! don't see that it is necessary"
He was so cool and determined about the
matter that no gained his point. even to the
fN!tn It OF 1a ia'g pemsTt@E lt the , EepnTs o wS0 $fa Gn nlonei
CHANGED. The easy, ipsoience was gone, al
hhopt- p'lbAS llit oOul huu upOn w
My brother tells me there is something
you have to say to me. sir" she began, standing
- ask but a moment" he replied gravely.
You, would not let me speak last night; ain
grateful that you should give so gracelcss, a
here last night under u wrong impressions: I
haIT Gom9 to- crave your forsiyeness;r w..
told me you came as a chance acquaintance of
my brother-a stranger. l hal hoped you would
Tho words were more deliberately cruel than
she had intended. After all she had seen this
man only in an hour when he had stood as the
companion or her dissolute brother: tho leader
Of that brother, in the sense that he was a much
older man; TO that conclusion her woman's
thought; her brother stood as the injured lamb.
Richard Felgate bowed and moved toward
the sI d0GT sn ths soPr was 6 n,r seis, a sigh signs on c his lips. Of
course, understand that such a man as 1 am
should feel any contriti9n-any shame. -.
a little. that's ali. There was u mad feeling in
m my Iy,I he@ Ha,, that yoqIwho are pure " and good
it matter what i hoped, Once again. an
sorry. Good by"
He was gone, 1t was only when sho fully
time that her dignity relaxed. She ran to the
wind9 Ss and pser,edd ont a., with something mi,h e Of any
With that smah event began, the curious
srsas hs er 5eains IN F RsE T IN the si firss pisce sea sb &c
rackcd her gentle bosom with accusations fol
t heT unjust Urea treatment ne fts Of him.; and; IN In Air. Go con
less fellow who had accepted her treatment OF
him-iust or unjust-.with so much Of meekness;
Under ordinary circumstances she would
have been content TO allow the. matter to be
FORGOTTEN. as an unpleasant incident; but now
it in her memory: half in the hope that she
might learn something Of hip--perhaps even
her attitude toward HIM had been correct.
She was soon 10 hear something. At the
house Of a friend one afternoon the name OF
! rhn ri RlIls Nrn nam n ~ n N -fnaanl fp0r ~
,uous accompaniment with which wo speak Of
STho is the NAM ~ asked }EseiAliir little Mi: Miss Rough
ton; 81 seem TO have heard his name"
every very onS has shea heard his fn' name4in nth the Wrong Wrong
fashion, Immensely clever, my dear. but {
thorough scamp. Very, charming man.,thos'
fashion-,which we won't specify. A creature
absolutely without any guiding principle il
and that impulse usually the wrong one
. "Mhat Is hGi| asked kkSefdth the giTi again. . ~
great things OF him. But now he does an,
work which will bring him in n scanty liveli
hood. 4 scamp my dear, with but one ending
The words haunted the girl; stirred agail
self Whatever road this most unworths MAJ
might be travelling, she hated the thought tina
her hand should have thrust him a step or tive
on the despairing journey.
Quite by accident, or by fate's ruling-f 70
what We deem accidents are often but the care
full planning Of fntc-she heard where Richar
Felgate lived; With. her courage in boil
hands-with the sublime beauty OF her limo
ccnce shining in her eyes and glowing in he
face-she went to see him.
1t was n bold and desperate measure, but sh,
had been rendered bold and desperate by ,hos
growing self.accusings, and by her pity for thi
%outcast. His suggested inlquity frightened
her, but his suggested doom was still NOR
the memory of his pleading voice when he ha'
begged for her forgiveness. the remembrance
of the weary, reckless face.
There can be nothing wrong in it. she sat
to herself. There can surely be nothing wronI
in anything which is done for pity-which ha
good for is ultimate aim"
He was sitting alone breeding, with his hea,
neglected studio. He started up. staring a
though ut a ghost. She rushed to her mission
with hurried words, fearful of delay.
Mr.. Felgate.' . she said. holding out her hand
to him, you came to me a little time ago, and
refused to hear you. ! am sorry. Win you be
He took her hands. looking into her eyes In
credulously. I'm afraid l don't understand,
he said. "Who sent you to mel"
THAT Is ungencrous of YOU"
"Ah, forgive me-" no cried quickly. 81 an
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