The Saint Paul globe. (St. Paul, Minn.) 1896-1905, 1899-05-07

tered the little drawng-room.
Don't cry ma'am." whispered Martha.
You know how master hates what he calls
"a scene The brute!" she addict, beneath
her breath
Mavis knew it too. and controlled herself.
Il am going UP TO wash some of this con-
founded dust off; and let me have something
to eat!' and Adrian went upstairs.
Mavis did not dare follow him.
What coming?
vague dread presentiment seized her.
The choice dinner was partaken Of in ST.
lence. relieved only by generalities.
Later on, in the drawing room, there was
also silence-in very truth. Adrian Carolin
knew not how to deal the blow to one so fond
and trusting.
At last he said, and his voice was harsh
and unlike his own
'Mavis. why did you not write and tell me
about-that," and he looked at her signih-
cantly.
In plain words Mavis Carolin was about to
become mother, and at no very distant date
Because-be cause-somehow, 1 thought
you would not like it; that-that-Adrian, it
would vex you; but you are glad? Oh, dar-
ling! say that you are glad"
And she got up and bent over him. as he
lay back putting away at his cigar savageYy
Il cannot say that am glad, Mavis. am
vexed-more vexed than I care to admit You
should have told me-"
In his heart of hearts Adrian was furiously
angry.
Here, indeed, was new and unpleasant
duplication.
Mavis herself might have been managed
portioned off, but a child perhaps a son-an
heir!
Mavis was silently crying
The disappointment was too cruel
Adrian was thinking.
II those few moments of swift thought his
resolution was taken
To his credit however be. it said that he
would sooner have faced the lannon's mouth
than do what he had to do.
'Mavis,' he said, with his face turned from
her. dry your eyes and listen to me. 1 have
done you great-a grevious wrong You
think you are my wife. You believe so, do
you not?"
Yes, Adrian, I your wife-your own
wife" the girl replied, wonderingly.
You are not my wife, because-because I
I have wife already
And then he told her the whole story of
that first marriage truly enough emitting
however, the fact that Lucilla was dead.
1t was the only way out of it, he thought,
and after ALL lie to a woman was not such
breach of faith if told to a man. Such
was his reasoning
To prove his words, he produced some Of
Lucilla's later letters demanding money, and
signed, Your wife-LUCHLA-"
Mavis read as one turned to stone then
| looked up at the man she loved as though
he had stabbed her to the heart and fell
backwards In dead faint.
| Martha carried her to her room When
she came to- she made no moan-only begged
that Adrian might be sent to her before he
E1eft the cottage
| All that night Adrian Carolin paced rest
lessly to and fro.
| His thoughts were unenviable
He cursed his weakness his folly; his
fathers words in the woods of Carolin were
before him
| He simply dared not tell the truth Adrian
was coward. In the morning. early. he
went to Mavis
HIS heart SmOte him as he looked upon the
fair face, so often pillowed on his bosom
| Her calm was unnatural, he thought
Martha had placed her on q couch by the
window, and Adrian noticed with a thrill Of
compunction that her face was whittier than
the wrapper she wore
Adrian" she said, cit was true-all true
what you told me last night? Am l. indeed,
not your wife-or is it all dreadful dream3'
'Tt Is true" he replied in low voice.
| Then God help me and the child"
Her face dropped forward.
| Again Mavis Carolin had tainted. and
Carolin took this opportunity to leave the
house.
CHAPTER x.
| Six months later
In a small room, in a tenement house
situated off the Mile End Road girl was
sitting.
1t was Mavis.
Closely clasped to her breast was an infant
For the sake Of this child who bore upon
his tiny face the likeness of the Carolins
Mavis had remained at the cottage OF St.
Johns wood till she was strong enough. as
she deemed, to face the world
Then one day she had Disappeared leaving
a vague note for good Martha Smith.
She now sat, hopeless hungry. weak; her
beauty dimmed by tears and close stitching
A heavy step outside and the man she
dreaded-her coarse landlord-entered
Now, look ere, miss, Yna'am w. AZ