The Washburn times. [volume] (Washburn, Wis.) 1896-1976, 1900-10-17
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nIV Lii III HILL IIlll!uO.
When they parted be had fallen at her
feet and kissed the hem of her dress.
How ridiculous a demonstration it APP
peared to him today, and yet he dreaded
to meet her again. She had treated him
atrociously he had considered at the time.
Englished, she had amused herself with
him, and then given him his congo. She
was a married woman and he had been
boy.
He recalled every incident Of the fare
we'll A youthful passion it may have
been, but-he could not dispute it even
now-it was passion that left its mark.
There had been conservatory open
ing out of the rooms she occupied. Ii
was in the conservatory that he had
made himself the most absurd-there.
and for a moment at the piano, at which
she had seated herself indifferently, and
where he had knelt to her like lover
in "The London Journals She had
strolled along, shifting at the flowers. say.
ing cruel things to him in her new and
careless voice, and he had followed her
wistfully like a whipped dog, pleading to
be readmitted to favor. A spray of fern
that she had dropped had been captured
by him passionately-she had touched 1t
in their last moments together. She
shrugged her shoulders with a sheer, and
his eyes filled at her cruelty
What do you suppose there was IN a
boy like you to hold a woman like me?'
she had asked
1t was the harshest thing she could
have said, and he remembered that at
that he had broken down altogether.
Good heavens, how prep0sterous he had
been-how wrongly he mad gone to work,
always being pathetic and repr0achful.
ST Ia jeuneSSe Sayait. 81 la vicillesSe pOu-
vat
However. it was over. He had not
''found balm for his wound in six
nine years he had married, and forgotten
her existence entirely until it was re-
called to him by the sight of her name in
the visitors list.
Now the recollections rushed back to
him, and while he laughed at his former
self as a fool he was conscious of a
strange tremor at the prospect of seeing
her once more.
He loved his wife sincerely. Twelve
months ago he could have contemplated
meeting Mrs. Jernyngham without mis-
giving. But he had been married twelve
months. The time had not lessened his
love, but it had naturally dispelled the
romance. After all, to be Sin love- with
woman is greater safeguard against
others than to ''love her" He was bound
to acknowledge to himself that he was
frightened at the thought of seeing Mrs.
Jernyngham again. He had, as a mat
ter of fact, avoided the Casino since he
knew she was in Dieppe
He put down his paper, and looked
across at Nellie reading Tauchntz nov
ell. How pretty she was, and how trust
full! What would she say, could she di-
vine his present mood? Sinless as it
was, it would cut her to the heart. Bah.
he was fool-Why should that ma Ike
him afraid to venture out of doors. He
was not fond of her still-of course he
was not
The Tauchnitz novel dropped to Mrs.
Maxwell's lap.
What are you thinking about, darl-
ing?' she asked
L was thinking how charming YOU
look in that frock, my DEAR" he an
swered. He preserved the habit of MAX
ing graceful speeches to his wife Cyni-
cal bachelor friends said he forgot who
she Was-that it was the force of habit.
She shook her head doubtfully.
There was a nasty black wrinkle be-
tween your eyebrows, Jack, and you
were tugging your mustache, as YOU al
ways do when you're put out / do
look charming in this frock, I admit it
but you weren't thinking so'
He obeyed a sudden impulse.
Nellie, come here. Do you remem-
asked me a question? You asked me if
had ever cared deeply for another girl
than yourself"
L remember" said Nellie ''Yes?"
l told you what an internal idiot I
had once made of myself over married
woman. L asked you, too, never to use
q certain scent because it reminded me
of her You know all that?"
Il know; [ know; go onr'
We'll, she's here, that's all, and-con-
found tim rather sorry"
"Oh!' said Nellie And then there
was pause between them. She was
the one to break it.
Tits quite all over. Jack? She
couldn't, she daren't attempt to?
You're married-you would simply have
to bow and pass on. Besides, by your
own account she was-well, she didn't
care for you any more Why should you
mind seeing her?
81 don't know he muttered. irreso-
Iutely; I'D rather not that's all. Any
how, let's talk Of something else We
are leaving Dieppe the end of the week:
as a matter of fact, dare say 1 shall
never come across herp'
Mrs. Maxwell, however, was not salts
fed. For one thing, she wanted to re-
main longer in Dieppe than they had at
first proposed, and for another, she OBJ
:jected on principle to her husband be-
ing nervous of rencontre with any wom-
an in the wide, wide world
Come for walk" she said, "and
don't be such a stupid boy. One would
think you were in love with her now, to
hear YOU talk. You'll make me jealous!'
And she made mrthless pretense at
laugh which would have deceived no liv-
ing soul but a husband "Get ready,
I'm going to put on my hat-and if
you're very good you shall come and
watch me lose ali our money in the Ca
sino.'
She had never been more bewitchng or
coquettish in their courtship than she
was during that evening. Far more
plainly than the man himself she realized
that she had a rival-though it might be
only memory-and she put forth all her
forces TO annihilate her. Beautiful,