Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1904-04-14

/. Then the two went, BERTHE taking
the will with him, and Emily and Joan
were left alone.
"And you are a great lady after all.'
| said Emily, standing beside the sofa
upon which Joan had dropped YEARLY
Il always knew it would come some
how-more than a plain Miss Trevel
yam. And you are an Honorable, and
with all this money. Well, l am very
glad" and she tried to smi,1, but her
| eyes filled with tears ami her lips
| quivered.
you don't look very glad" said
Joan, with a curious smile. "Oh. Emily
Emily, are you so ready to think nj Oh
me?"
I'll? What do you mean, dear
mean Miss Ormsby?'
There, your words have answered
you'll" said Joan. 'Why do you call
me Miss Ormsby and look ct me like
that? Oh, Emily, do you think all this
that has happened will make differ
ence between us?" she said, reproach
fully.
Emily colored, and eyed her side
ways, eagerly, wistfully.
well, of course it must make a
difference. I'm only a burlesque act
ress, as Miss Mazurka said, and
you"
"Just Ida Trevelyan of the Coronet
and you dear, dear sister, now and
always!" said Joan, putting out her
beautiful arms and drawing the mite
on to the sofa beside her. What.
You think l am SO mean and cold
blooded as to give up all my friends
because of this-this hateful money!
oh, how little, how little you know me
after ALL" and for the first time the
beautiful proud eyes shed tears
"Oh. forgive me, forgive me, Ida
dear." said Emily. clasping her round
the neck. 1T is true. | thought |
had lost you. But was wrong. |
know you better now, dear. Don't cry.
Forgive me, and I'll never mistrust
you again! No, not even if you should
prove to be the Queen of England! .
And the two shed those tears which
are the merciful vent to woman's
feelings.
The next morning Stuart Villiars
sat in his room at Meurice's Hotel.
He had come to London at the COM
mand of Miss Mazurka, but why she
had so commanded him he was in
total ignorance
He was so indebted to her that he
would have started to Patagonia if she
| had desired him, and he sat smoking
his cigar in quiet, contemplative resig-
nation.
Since the duel he and BERTHE had
become fast friends.
Without explaining the reason why
he had wanted to put bullet into Stu
art Villiars. BERTHE had offered him an
apology and. though firmly and en-
phaticaTly declining to clear up the
mysterious cause of the quarrel, had
done and said everything else that was
possible to show his friendliness.
1t was evident to Stuart Vil1iars
I. that BERTHE and Miss Mazurka had
some secret understanding between
them. and that there might be some
plot in concoction between them in
which he, Stuart Villiars, had share.
but he was, to tell the truth, neither
| impatient nor curious.
Since he had lost his beautiful Joan
life had become so dreary and vapid
an affair that he did not think it posi-
Bile for anything to arise which should
have any interest for him.
Perhaps BERTHE and Miss Mazurka
were plotting something for his amuse-
ment.
Well. If they were. he thought. with
regretful sigh. he was afraid they
would be doomed to disappointment
He had found nothing to amuse him
since the death of the beautiful girl
he had meant to make his wife, and not
even the duel had reused him out of
the melancholy which beset him.
81 am a cumberer of the earth" he
muttered. as he looked out of the win
dow upon the passersby. "Not soul
of them but has some object. some
ambition in life. But I, I might as