Griggs courier. (Cooperstown, Griggs Co., Dak. [N.D.]) 1885-1902, 1900-11-08
She had never been more bewi.c,.


self she realized that She had a / val
though it might be only memory
and She put forth all er forces 10
annhlate her. Beautiful. doubt .cssn
Jack would never have cen capt lrct!
by woman who was not good look
ing. And a woman of thu world also?
Jack hated schoolgirls! "Neverlhe-
less. unused Mrs Maxwell. contem-
plating her reflection complacently in
one of the mirrors of the gaming
rooms, II think | ought TO be capa Die
of holding my own against the lady,
really do
The wrong horse came in again, and
again, undeterred by i'll fortune, she
drew Il ticket from the bowl.
AS she lifted her head she felt her
husband beside her give galvanc
start. The next instant, following
the direction of his gaze, she knew
the woman.
plain" she medi:ated; "evidentlv
fallen off. Now, | ,,onGer if she has
charm of manner enough TO make him
lose sight of that. o. if dare venture
on heroic course?
My darling, dor YOU think we've
played this id'otic game long
enough?" said Jack in strained
voice. Let us 90 into the terrace"
So he could not even trust himself
in the same room with her. coulGn t
he? 1t was too bad; really, it was
humilating.
"You go, dearest" replied Mrs.
Maxwell, sweetly. II know you hate
to be here. ald I am much too in
fatuated to ] ave off yet myself Go
and smoke your cigar in peace and the
fresh air, AMI come back for me when
you've finisl ed it. shall be perfect
lv safe, ard I mean to break the
bank.'"
Jack deoarted obediently, and out
of the tai of her eye his wife watched
the Other woman take note OF it.
Now, will she follow him or not 90
she asked herself. Not jns1 vet, I
suppost-it would be too marked.
Patienaa!'
1t WIS ten minutes later when Mrs.
Jernyrham sauntered carelessly from
her pace at the table out through
the glass door. and Mrs. Maxwell
clasped her hands in her lap with sud-
den nervousness. After all it was a
heroic course. Had she been rash and
foolhardy? There was moonlight out :
side and the tapping of waves. Fatal
adjuncts to such a matter. In the
moonlight. too, the creatures appear
anre would be softened and refined.
She had made n mistake, perhaps
SIZE had placed him in temptation she
would have avoided. Should she join
him-rescue him. while there was still
time? No. She would not she would!
sand her chance. Moonlight or no
moonlight, she would risk it. :: y
Two francs more--and the devil take
the hindmost!
They came face to face-she had
planned it so-and her slight gesture
Ct surprise was perfect. 'Mr. Maxwell
yon? Is it possible? ?"
How do YOU do. Mrs. Jernyngham.
I" He was going to say he was
pleased to meet her, but decided
not to.
Il did not know YOU We're in Dieppe,
Have You been here long,"
II have been here. with my wife,
about a month" he answered.
with Your wife? Realty" She
gave a faint smile-a smile lie remem-
bered very we'll. so YOU are married
am | to congratulate you?"
"Thank you" he said; you are very
kind Your husband is"
Hes dead; so don't inquire about
plumbers of that sort She laughed
Il used to correct you in that fashion
long ago. didn't l? You see, l haven t
changed. WE'LL we'll, we'll. and SC
you're married? 1 told You you'd
marry-you didn't believe me then. y
"Ah. but you were right"
n "Of course l was right. Shan't we
Hit down?-or won't your wife let
you? l say, are you henpecked? You
used to be the sort of boy who'd be
henpecked. Perhaps you've improved
since those days"
She leaned forward, and fixed her
eyes on him in just the manner he
used to find so irresistible. Somehow
it seemed less distracting now The
eyes had not altered perhaps. but her
| face was older. and that expression
looked out of place on it. There was
even q sadness to him in beholtling
the change that time had wrought in
her The woman whose memory had
thrilled him SO was gone. He had
thought about her so much. and now
| she did not exist. 1t was pathetic,
and-what was more painful still
this wreck of Nora Jernynham could
not join with him in mourning for
her. He wept alone.
You are not glad to see me-" she
said.
He was not; he was sorry. His very
soul was full of regret. of sympathy.
But he could not tell her so. and ne
listened for ten minutes courteouslv
to her distressing provocations, her
disheartening pieasantries. Then he