Edgefield advertiser. [volume] (Edgefield, S.C.) 1836-current, 1902-11-12

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dulgcd in by Mrs. Carew be-
cause her husband had forgotten GER
tain 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 q statement on Harry's
part that if she was going to sulk all
the evening hewould goout and amuse
himself, and then, hardly giving Mile
time to get in last word Mr.. Carew
had dashed into the hall, snatched hat
ard stick and quilted Laburnum Villa,
closing the front door behind him with
q vigor that shook the whole house.
When perfectly convinced that she
had driven him off the premises, Millic
repented with the thoroughneSs that
marked all her actions; she ran into
the hall and opened the front door. in
the vague hope that Harry was within
calling distance, but there was nothing
but darkness to be seen, and she reluc-
tantly closed it again.
And Harry had gone out without his
great coat-he would catch cod, be
very ill, perhaps die, and she would be
responsible; the tears came into her
eyes at this train Of thought, and she
felt herself the wickedest woman in
London.
AS she stood remorsefully gazing al
the garment Harry ought to have been
wearing she saw it lacked the top but
ton, and remembered during dinner
Harry had said something about but
ton coming off his great coat. Millie
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 table for greater conve
nience, and as she did so a letter slid
out of the inside breast pocket.
Mile 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 forgetting
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
NIillie to herself, and 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, "N1y darling Harry" AT
ter that it is needless to say she read
the letter. The address was G, Queen
Anne Villas, Wellington Road, kensel
Rise.
"My darling Harry = Your bracelet
came by this mornings post; it's just
lovely. But you mustn't be SO extrav-
CANT. Be sure and come this evening
TO be thanked and sco!ded by your Low
ng sweetheart. Doris Forbes"
Milly turned very white and held her
breath. What did it mean? She looked
again at the address, at the envelope,
examined the postmarks. There could
be no mistake; the letter was genuine,
addressed to Harry, received and read
by Harry - Harry, who had married
her little over month ago.
Presently she rose to her feet, slak
Ing with emotion. That was where he
had gone, to see this Doris Forbes;
WE'LL she would follow him, expose
him to the innocent girl to whom he
was obviously passing as single man.
Sternly repressing longing to cry,
Mile went upstairs and put on her hat
and cloak; she would not let herself
think Of the future, but kept firmly be-
fore Der the thought of exposing Harry
to the girl he was deceiving. With the
evidence Of his double dealing in lier
pocket she came downstairs and leav-
Ing the great coat still lying on the
table, lacking It's top button, she
opened the front door and slipped
quietly out Of the house.