The Saint Paul globe., 1899-02-12

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she had practiced on him.
During the next wait she began to explain.
Mr. Murray you seem vexed with me. 1
oaresay you think need not have continued
to act part-to you 1t was just a whim of
mine to try and personate those different
characters. L wanted the various experiences.
am writing novel, and found L knew abso-
lutely nothing about any sort of life but my
own easy existence. So [ determined to learn
by experience L made my guardian give his
consent. Only he, Lady Warden, and your
cousin were in the secret then. Lady Brad
wardine found me out a few days after you
went away; her sister, Miss Brooke, came un-
expectedly on visit; she and L were old
schoolfellows, and she recognized me before I
could warn her"
Indeed! L hope the novel will prove a
SUCCESS
III IL hope "a. So It is nearly finished but
what is the matter? You look ill!''
| Ill! He felt sick unto death
Not another moment could he endure the
torture of sitting by her. listening to her
Mould be there, and knowing all the time that
ne must go away and leave her to be won by
Tom.
| Good, unselfish Tom,
He had learnt of his cousins love for this
girl, without betraying the secret she had en-
trusted to his keeping, without even giving a
sign of surprise or dismay
He had even pretended that he would
rather see her Murray's wife than win her
for himself.
But his happiness should not be sacrificed.
affection if he-Clement Murray-left her free
to do so.
What was Miss Molyneux to him?
He did not know such person.
The girl he had loved so dearly was called
lsapelle Morton, and she had vanished out of
existence as completely as though the world
mad never known her.
c,al11nl Murmuring ing something about the heat
Clement left the box, and Ida Molyneux
looked in vain for his return
Alter time she whispered to Tom Tre-
ieaven who seemed strangely interested in
MISS Brooke for one who was wholly de-
voted to Miss MolyneuX.
With a start he looked round murmured
something, and vanished, to return five min
utes later, alone.
He must have gone home Miss Molvneux.
If you will make my excuses to LADY War
wrong"
Do" said Ida, feeling more anxious than
she chose to admit-even to herself.
CHAPTER v.
But it was not until the next day that she
knew her anxiety had not been unfounded
On returning from the theater, she had
found a note awaiting her from Tom Ire
leaven, saying he had not been able to run up
against Murray. though he had sought him
at his hotel and his favorite club
| Ida found it almost impossible to sleep that
night; she scarcely knew what she feared
But the mornings post brought Tom let
ter from his cousin
Treeaven glanced it through. and nassed
| it to Miss MolyneuX.
She grew pale she read
My Dear Toni find I made a mistake
in returning to England; life abroad suits
me better just now. Let me know when vour
wedding day is a thing of the past and then
perhaps. L may run home again for a fying
visit. You have my best wishes. Yours as
ever CLEMENTn
"P. s.-The usual address will find me-
sooner or LATER
Her fingers closed over the note. but she
said nothing until Lady Warden rose from
the table; then, glancing at the clock and
satisfying herself that her guardian would
not expect his secretary for nearly half an
hour, Ida murmured to Tom:
Come upstairs, will you?''
He followed her to the dantily furnished
room which known as Miss Molvneux's
sanctum and there, having closed the door.
she faced him bravely.
'Mr. Treleaven you are like very, old
friend [ am going to talk to you as T might
to my brother. if I had one. You-vou Soc
what has happened; your cousin cannot for
give my deceit. l never meant to deceive him.
it only"
MY dear Miss Molyneux, you are making
the biggest mistake, If that is the only inter-
probation you can put on that dear old man
mans note"
Tom blushed little as he thus ruthlessIv
Interrupted her but he was smiling foo
What do you mean?" she asked in great
bewilderment What other Interpretation is
there?''
"Well-er-you are sure you look on me as
brother, for the time being? Because-er~I
have a confession to make which will reouire
I-er-all sisters leniency to-er-to over
look, and all that sort of thing, don't you
know" '
What do you mean?" she said again
Really, don't know how to exnlainr,
Poor Tom tugged at his moustache in in