Newport daily independent., 1903-01-19
THAT SABLE CLOAK.
BY E. F. SPENCE.

BY E. F. SPENCE.
 Mrs. Chambers was a charming woman, really charming woman; ev- ervone said so-at least, eyerone save cry one said so--at least every one save one, which happened to be MT. Chambers. who had ceased to say so, did not seem to think so, and, indeed, by his conduct, appeared to assert that she was not.
 The philosopher has observed that, in five eases out of six, the man who abandons his wife goes from the fry ing pan into the fire, and, of course, burns his fingers. This was the case with Mr. Chambers. He met his fire, or rather, his flame, at the Park lane palace. She was a Mrs. Wallace, who, after q brilliant career, as a profess sional beauty, had gone upon the stage.
 It was at Kempton park that the awakening came. Mrs. Chambers had tamely accepted her husbands ex- planation that he was too poor to buy her good furs fit for her to wear. When she was looking at-at what ladies generally study during a race -she said breathlessly to her friend Mrs. Cover Look at that, dear; look at that cloak! It must have cost 1000 guineasw It had-and 8 bit more. Asa--
 Why, : said MrE Cover, in whis- ',r--E p-s-sis :. .4as.a., .s,l4zfaaa lMsi aallace'
 70, she actsp' exclaimed Mrs. Chambers.
 "The critics deny that, "replied her friend, with a hard laugh.
 A moment later, Mrs Chambers gave a cry. Ernest-her Ernest was talking to the sables, or rather to the woman in them, and she was smirking at him impudently; Ernest, whom she believed to be in the office working at wonderful plans for a dock on a difficult coast.
 Since you have seen that" said Mrs. Cover, "you may as we'll know that your husband paid for those furs; he"
 T don't believe it" interrupted Mrs. Chambers, fiercely.
 T know it. You see, they were bought at Priviletsky's. | was there the other day about trumpery lit tfe-muff- and one of the hands came in carrying that fur, and this is what I heard: The manager said: You must be sure to pack that upvery care fully and send it off to Mrs. Wal lace"
 "That does not prove that my hus- band paid for it."
 Quite true, dear; but, minute or two later, clerk came up to the man. ager and said: What about the bill for that fur cloak?' and he was told to send copy to Mrs. Wallace, since she wished to have some record of the cost, but to forward the bill itself to the office of Mr. Chambers, Queen Victoria street. Pull yourself to- gether, dear," she added hastily, and not too soon, for Mrs. Chambers was very pale and rather plain in conse- quence.
 Now, Mrs. Chambers amiably in vited Ernest to take her to the ball, but he declined, for the reasons well known 10 every husband.
 II was about II a o'clock when Mir. Chambers and Mrs. Wallace arrived at the ball. Passing along the corri- dor both of them were startled by the tragic appearance of a masked wom- all in a black domino, who was pacing ID and down like a "zoo" tiger over looked in the distribution of daily food.
 T am sorry" said Mrs. Wallace not usually sympathetic woman for him when he arrives" ]"
 But the woman in the black dom- ino was not waiting for any "him'
 Ii was bitterly cold night and for moment Mrs. Wallace discussed the question of marching :ato the ball.