El Paso daily herald. (El Paso, Tex.) 1881-1901, 1900-05-19

can think such thoughts must be rath-
er interesting"
"The disillusion might be disas-
trous," answered Phyllis, with a fas-
cinating shrug of her shoulders. Let
us go and sit down somewhere,
though" she added, slipping her soft
hand upon the mans wrist. "I'm tired
of standing
They had wandered into one of the
corridors, and the door of a vacant
box stood inviting1y open. Without
word her companion paused on the
threshold and, guiding the other with
in the shadow, quickly closed the door.
Then, placing his arms around the
girls slim figure, he drew her sharply
toward him and, raising the lower cor
ner Of her mask, shOwered half doz-
en- kisses upon the ripe, red lips that
were so temptfngly revealed.
Phyllis felt for the moment that her
husbands allegiance to herself had not
really wavered after all. Then sud-
den revulsion of thought swept over
her, and she realized that her COM
panion's embraces were offered In ig-
norance Of her Identity. White and
trembling, she pushed the man away
and sprang to the door again.
LET me goY' she cried, fearing for
her self control. 81 ought to have been
home long ago.
every well, my little Cinderella" an
swered the scarlet domino good hu-
moredly. ITO our next merry meeting,
then. May it be soonv'
Perhaps sooner than you think" re-
turned the other, with a hard little
laugh Then she turned and made her
to fl,o foor RIA ,P
pursuit.
1t was with mingled feelings Of rage
and despair that Mrs. Heriot drove
back through the hushed and deserted
thoroughfares to the Pont street mai
sonette. How to meet her husband she
scarcely knew, but wild thoughts of
instituting proceedings for a separa-
ton against him coursed through her
brain as she lay back in the corner Of
her hanson. Half formed resolves to
leave him Immediately arose, only to
be dismissed in favor of waiting until
the morrow should give her an oppor-
tunity of taxing him with his perfdy.
That it would be impossible to do this
without compromising herself did not
enter into her calculations. ALP she
knew was that she had been very bad
ly treated, and the one thought that
possessed her was that of revenge.
1t was a very sad faced and heavy
eyed Mrs. Heriot who the next morn
ing sat opposite her husband at the
breakfast table. She did not hear him
come in, for, although she had laid
awake throughout half the night, sleep
had at last gained it's hold upon her.
Consequently they met now for the
first time since the previous morning.
She returned his greeting mechanic
ally, for, although anger struggled In
her for the mastery, she saw that 1t
was impossible to say what was In her
mind in the presence of the parlOr-
maid. "How he brazens it outv' she
thought fiercely as she nervously crum-
bled the roll before her.
Without betraying any surprise at
his wife's GOODNESS Mr.. Heriot settled
himself in his chair and leisurefy eX-
amined the pile of letters at his side.
Then he put them down and medita-
lively stroked his mustache.
"Well. Phyllis he remarked at
length, looking up at his wife with a
smile, you don't seem so cheerful as
you ought to be considering that you
had your own way, after all. last
night
My own way! what do you mean,
Arthur she exclaimed, startled out
Of her self possession.
"Why, dearest, about the Covent
Garden affair, of course. I didn't go,
after all. When l got to my chambers
yesterday, 1 found an important brief
there that occupied me until the even
ing. Then / went on to the club and
took a hand at whist with some men.
7 Il
leaving. so l lent my mask and domino
to young Ferrars. He's just my build,
SO the costume suited him capitally.
It's pity you don't know him. as he's
rather a nice young chap in his way"
"Ohp' said Phyllis>-Chicago Times
Herald.