The Owosso times., 1900-05-18

can think such thoughts must be rath-
er interesting"
"The disillusion might be disas-
trous," answered Phyllis, with fas-
cinating shrug Of her shoulders. Let
us go and sit down somewhere,
though" she added, slipping her soft
hand upon the mans wrist. "Pm tired
Of standing"
They had wandered into one of the
corridors, and the door of a vacant
box stood invitingly 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 temptingly revealed.
Phyllis felt for the moment that her
husbands allegiance to herself had not
really wavered after all. Then a sud-
den revulslon 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 gow she cried, fearing for
her self control. II ought to have been
home long ago."
"Very well, my little Cinderella" an
swered the scarlet domino good hu-
moredly. "To our next merry meeting,
thap Mav n no coOnW
perhaps sooner than you think" re-
turned the other, with a hard little
laugh. Then she turned and made her
way rapidly to the vestibule, fearful Of
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 perfidy.
That 1t would be impossible to do this
without compromising herself did not
enter into her calculations. All 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 its 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 it
! was impossible to say what was in her
F., mind in the presence of the parlor-
maid. How he brazens it out" she
thought fiercely as she nervously crum.
bled the roll before her. ..tslllS'''.tra'
Without betraylng any surprise at
his wife's coldness Mr.. Heriot settled
himself In his chair and leisurely ex-
amlneu the pie OF letters at HIS slue
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. l didn't go,
after ALL When l got to my chambers
yesterday, found an important brief
there that occupied me until the even
ing. Then went on to the club and
took hand at whist with some men.
AS was winning 1 didn't care about
leaving, so 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"
"Ohw said Phyllis.-Chicago Times
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