The Yale expositor. (Yale, St. Clair County, Mich.) 1894-current, 1900-08-17


leaped into those dark gray eyes-one
of mingled pain, apprehension and
dread.
Eyes, met him." she answered. in
her soft tones, with their slightly
Scotch accent. what about him?'
The colonel briefly rehearsed all that
there was to tell. Adrienne, glancing
surreptitiously at Margaret, could see
the expression OF terrible anguish
slowly gathering in the girls eyes. and
to herself AdrienRe said: "She loves
him! oh, how blind | have been! He
had never eyes for any woman but
those that told of friendship-no, not
even for me, although l tried hard to
persuade myself he had. And now /
can understand why-he loved her,
and for some reason they were
parted"
So these two women sat through the
two hours of dinner, each living
through lifetime of agony, while out
wardly they had to preserve the calm
and self-possessed demeanor that So
cial conventionalism demands of the
well-bred.
In the drawing room Adrienne found
herself alone for a little with Marga-
ret and, feeling she night never have
another opportunity, she made a des-
perate attempt to plunge into the sub
ject.
II know Dr. Cleland very WELL" she
said nnif0 Ci11nnnlu falyfnoy
her companion, but her own face was
partly in shadow. I'VE were, in fact,
very good friends. 1t seems to me
terrible thing that nothing should be
done to rescue him, if that is possible.
| feel sure he has been betrayed into
the hands of the enemy"
Margaret's dark eyes looked long
and strangely into the beautiful face
After long pause she spoke.
us there nothing we could do, Mrs.
Breynton?"
Adrienne started. The words had
seemed to her like an echo of her own
thoughts At that moment there was
the sound of a step upon the stairs.
I'VE cannot talk of it now" said
Adrienne hurriedly; but you are his
friend, Doctor Crawford"
Il am his friend" Margaret MUIR
INJURED, in a low voice.
Then, will you come and see me
tomorrow evening? said Ardienne.
bending a little nearer. II feel as
if | should like you to be my friend,
Doctor Crawford, too. l have not
many out here. VIII your"
She stretched out her hand-a beau
tiful white hand, flashing with dia-
monds. Margaret extended hers-one
almost as white, but a stronger, more
helpful hand-such a hand as one toss
ing on a feverish pillow might have
desired to have upon his burning
head. No rings glittered on it.
So the two women so strangely met,
each carrying sad secret in her heart
on which the name of the same man
was written, clasped hands in a friend
ship that was only to be sealed-if
either had known it-by death itself.
The next morning hurried message
came for Mrs. Breyton. 1t was from
the hospltal, and from the principal
doctor there.
Major Rayburn was brought in
here last night" the message ran,
land is sinking fast To-Day. He calls
for you continually. 1t is a case oil
acute typhoid. If you are not afraid,
come at once; no time to be lost"
Adrienne went.
She hardly recognized Philip Ray
! burns in the CHASTITY face whose hol-
Tow eyes sought hers as she ap-
preached him.
At sight of 1t all Adrienne's anger
and bitterness seemed to fade away.
She was in that presence which stills
forever all angry earthly passions and
enmities.
(To be oontinued.)