Wauwatosa news. [volume] (Wauwatosa, Wis.) 1900-1948, 1903-04-11

Humphrey, whose huge person and large
estates were forever at her disposal?
No, nor for any one of her suitors
wealthy and well-born as they were.
But Paul was different.
She began wondering what her life
without him would he like, and it did
not seem Alluring. How eagerly she had
looked forward to his weekly visits, with
what docility she had sat for hours on
end for a picture she did not want. She
knew now what she had willfully ignored
before. She loved Paul, and would give
mp the world for his sake.
The instant the cab stopped her lady
ship jumped out, aud telling the man 90
wait for her. ran swiftly up the stone
steps which led to the artists fiat. The
front door was ajar, and she walked in
without knocking, and through the long
passage which led TO his studio.
Her heart was heating rapidly when
she came to his door, and her breat,,
came quickly. She hardly knew what
she would DO or say. She only knew
she would he weak and womanly. Then
suddenly there came voices from within.
and, surprised, she opened the door soft
~ and looked in.
Paul kest0n was not alone. Near him
very uear-Was Il young and pretty
girl, with whom he appeared to be on
very friendly terms, The artist was not
pale or distraught quite the reverse.
He seemed to be trille anxious, It's
true, but he had by no means the air of
n man who meditated suicide. He was
speaking in a low voice to the girl, and
Lady Patricia strained her ears to catch
the words. Could he be making her a
conlidante."
Rose" he said. I'm going to make
a clean breast of it, You know | have
always loycu you. ever since you were
small enough to carry about in my arms.
Wen, lately | have been subjected to
fearful temptation, and | fell. Rose,
Rose, YOU know how | loved my art!
| found an opportunity who
was wealthy and atiiuent enough to help
me on with my work, She was very rich
and very beautiful. and | thought she
cared for me. Forgive me, Rose, if she
had loved me. | should never have beer
saying these words to You today"
The girls face changed from red to
white, and her hands trembled nervous.
ly For some time after the man had
spoken she made no movements then she
looked up and caught his glance. She
was by his side in a moment
Oh, Paul! Oh. PAUL. She cried In
reproaehtul accents,
My own darling," said the artist
caressing her. win you forgive mey"
Tell me you did not love bert" ex-
claimed the girl. lifting her passionate
face to his. Only that and nothing else
matters
Il care more for yor little finger than
for amy other woman in the world, -
whispered the artist, folding her in his
arms. You believe me. my Roseg"
oh. how bless her for not loving
you!' cried the girl
And Lady Patricia waited to hear no
more. She turned from the door. her
face study in varying oppression
jealousy, anger, disappointment strug
Cling with reneT and contempt. Then
she paused sha could not forego Il pass
ing shaft; the temptation of letting him
know that she had been there. and had
proved his insinceritv, was too strong
for her, She tore one of the pages from
the little silver tablet she wore mt her
waist and scrawled the following words
"Adieu, my artist!
The episode was not So unpleasant
As my imagination conceived. [ came
Just in time to see a pretty finish.
trust You will not be 50 happy with
your consolation that You viii omit to
call either for the remainder OF your
commission money or the picture YOU
put the finishing touch t. a. a remem-
brance. PATRICIA"
This note she folded up and pushed
quietly under the door; then. without
another glance Mt her false lover, she
brushed CLEAN of moisture impatiently
from her eyes, and, walking out re.on.
tered her cab
] Il have many consultations after ALL"