The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1900-08-16
Dr.. PRrCe>S
Prescription
Makes Weak Women Sfr0ng
and Sick Women Well.

bowed in silence, though dark color
flushed his face, and he sat down at the
table and took out his note book and
pencil.
pray allow me to save you the trouble
of questioning me- she said, lightly,
standing up straight and slim before
him. interviewing is an old story to me,
and | know the routine. l am Ell route
to San Francisco. From there l 60 to
Molokai to study leprosy. No lam not
at all afraid, the disease is not conta-
gious. That idea is long since explod-
ed. | am interested in the subject and
l always study something. Last year
it was Pahil now leprosy, next year
oh no matter.
My next book is well under way and
it will be romance, pure and simple.
Il like Chicago very much (of course
] must say that, and while have never
been here before ] could not fail to be
attracted by its magnificent situation
and its fine newspaper force. That's
the correct thing. is it not?
My stay here is indefinite. That is
all, | think. oh-mv appearance? That
item is hardly necessary, is it? Every
body seems to know my photographs.
They'll be as frequent as Pears soap adj
NertiSementS, after while. Say that
my hair is red if you like and that I'm
a bue-eyed beauty. but don't forget that
| am five feet, two and three-Quarters
Come ill.," she added, as there WAS a
soft tap on the door.
"What is it, Ceciie:"
"Mademoiselle. Mr.. and Mrs. IIamil]
await YOU said the French maid,
c0urtesying.
Pray tell them that | will join them
at the theatre in few moments she
said you'll pardon me, sir; have
an engagement. Can tell you anything
else?" The gray eyes looked at him.
coldly. almost sternly.
He had written mechanically those
cabalistic signs which mean so much to
men Of his profession, and he rose, say
ing. Nothing, thank you: can | assist
you:" as he raised the gray opera
cloak to her white shoulders.
She said nothing, Shivering slightly as
his hand touched her. but she accepted
his assistance with slight bow of thanks
as she turned to 90.
One more look at the naughty face,
and he snatched the little hand, and.
pressing quick, greedy kisses upon it
he flung it from him as if it stung him.
How dare you she cried, her cheeks
ahlaze.
1t was mine-once." he said. huskily.
Whose fault is it that it is not yours
now" she demanded stenly.
Mine. He could not say more.
There was silence in the pretty room.
will you give it back to me-" he
hazarded at last.
Never" there was a world of mean
ing breathed i'll the word. His face
flushed again. dark, painful flush, and
his eyes deepened until their brown hue
was almost black.
You Shall never marry any one else, "
he said.
Indeed" her voice was cold and
hard. Il shall marry whom | please,
Arthur Barrett. You lost the right to
dictate to me three years ago, when you
thought me subdued to your will. Il
she did not finish the sentence, for he
caught her in his arms.
81 do not wish to subdue you,' he
cried. Glove you, Flora, love you"
She did not struggle to be free, she
closed her eyes, her breath came quick
and fast. Oh. how she had loved him.
She was i'll his arms again, she felt the
quick beat of his heart against hers,
she saw the old light in his eyes which
almost compelled her own to return his
gaze. She would not yield to what all
her best self told her was madness She
would remember the past.
That thought steeled her heart and
she looked calmly at him, saying in a
voice which did not tremble though her
lips were white.
"Will you release me, pleaSe:'
He did not stir: he felt her spirit slip
ping from his, and he Strove to regain
the mastery. He looked searchingly at
her and she met his gaze untlinchingly.
Il think if you knew how | loathe
your touch that you would take away
your arms" How cuttingly she spoke.
His hands dropped to his side and he
moved back, looking at her as he said
bitterly
you have changed, indeed"
''Changed. You dare to speak to me
of change" She turned from him and
paced quickly up and down the room,
then faced him. one hand resting upon
the table which stood between them
Listen to me-" she said. Five years
ago loved you. had no thought in
my heart but of loyalty to you. To be
your wife. to make you happy-tha'
was my ambition. was not to write,
although | had always loved il. sank
all thought of self. You were to he
great and | was to help you. You wer,
devoted enough at first. an ideal lover
Then because you were sure of me you
sought other women. 1t was good
policy you said. and | smiled and triet
to think so. ! was never blind: | saw
your faults. but | loved you so dearl,
that ! wanted to love them too because
they were yours. But you hurt me so,
oh, Arthur. how you hurt me-" Sh,
covered her face with her hands a mo
ment: then went on. That night at tn,
Fanham's dance you left me talking
to the major while you went off will
his niece. You stayed with her an hOu