The suburban citizen., 1902-10-18

he NdIVNS udu HuhtlVHNN'
There was no doubt about 1t.
a prolonged fit of "sulks" in
dulged in by Mrs. Carew be-
,ause her husband had forgotten GER
.ain commission she had charged him
With had eliminated in verbal warfare
following the removal of the cloth af-
ter dinner. and this was followed
shortly after by the removal of the
master of the house. The act had been
prefaced by statement on Harry's
part that if she was going to sulk all
the evening hewould 20 out and amuse
himself, and then, hardly giving Mile
time to get in q last word Mr.. Carew
had dashed into the hall. snatched hat
and stick and quilted Laburnum villa,
closing the front door behind him with
a vigor that shook the whole house.
when perfectly convinced that she
had driven him off the premises. Millie
repcnted with the thoroughnesS that
marked all her actions; she ran. into
the hall ana opened the front door. in
the vague hope that Harry was within
calling distance, but there was nodling
hut darkness to he seen and she reiuc-
family closed II again.
And Harry had gone out without his
great coat-he would catch cold. he
very i'll, perhaps die, and she would be
responsible; the tears came into her
eyes at this train of thought, and she
felt herself the wickcdest woman in
London.
As She stood remorsefully gazing q,
the garment Harry ought 10 have been
wearing she saw 1t lacked the top but.
ton, and remembered during dinner
Harry had said something about but
ton coming Off his great coat. Mile
carried the coat into the dining room
and fetched her work basket The but
ton should be put on At once. She laid
the coat on a table for greater conve-
nience, and as she did so a letter sid
out of the inside breast pocket
Millie picked it up. Henry Carew,
Esq. Acanthus Club, Earl street. w.
c., was the inscription. in feminine
hand, and the postmark was on that
day. and Harry's excuse for fOrgetti. g
his commission had been pressure OF
work at the office; yet he had found
time TO visit the club. Who was his
correspondent?
He certainly ought TO tell me: it
doesn't look like business letter" said
Mile to herself, aud then somehow
the letter came out of the envelope
She was only looking for the signature
but the heading first caught her eye
and it was, "My darling Harry" AT
ter that it is needless TO say she read
the letter The address was 6, Queen
Anne Villas, Wellington Road, Kensei
Rise.
MY darling Harry Your bracelet
came 10y this mornings post; it's JUS
lovely. But you mustn't be so eXtrav
CANT. BE sure and come this evening
10 be thanked and scolded by your lON
ing sweetheart, Doris Forbes
Milly turned very white and held hel
breath. What did it mean? She looked
again at the address, at the envelope
examined the postmarks There cOulC
be no mistake; the letter was genuine
addressed 10 Harry, received and reaC
by Harry Harry, who had marie,
| her a little over a month ago.
| Presently she rose to her feet, shak
! ing with emotion. That was where h
had gone, to see this Doris Forbes
well, she would follow him. expos
him 10 the innocent girl TO whom b
was obviously passing as Q single man
Sternly repressing Il longing to cry
Mile went upstairs and put on her ha
and cloak; she would not let hersel
think Of the future, but kept firmly b<
fore her the thought of exposing Har
to The girl he was deceivlng. With In
evidence Of his double dealing in lie
pocket she came downstairs. and leaN
ing the great coat still lying on tn
table. lacking its top button sh
opened the front door and slippe
quietly out Of the house.