The Montgomery advertiser., 1904-08-27

ono treat redeemfn8 feature or nei character was her faith in her hus- | bands love, and her love for him was no less than she believed he lavish ed upon her. And he certainly always gave evidence of being the model af- fectionate husband. notwithstandins the frequent visits he made to the H. brary to watch the progress of his stepson. II <
 Why Rosina remained in the house. hold after the studied indignities of the mistress had commenced to make her life miserable was not readily apparent, but perhaps It could be ex- plained as the refusal of soldier to retreat when under fire. Possibly the growing attentions of Dorsay were a recompense. though the more she ac- cepted his homage the more deep In l her heart there was rebellion. He had rached the stage where he would dis miss little Reginald bfore the lesson l was completed, that the remainder of l the time might be q tete-a-tete with Rosina. From harmless topics of It, erature his conversation rapidly ap- preached those of love
 One day Mrs, Dorsay Was about to leave for an afternoons visit with a | friend. She had been more heartless 1 in her manner toward Rosina lately than ever. and on this particularly day she had taken every opportunity to make the young woman suffer. As she | was giving some last instructions the butler entered with a letter for Ro- sina. It was another one with the same tawdry envelope as before, and | it again caught the eye of the mistress At that moment Dorsay came into the room and his wife. with a sardon- ic laugh. indicating the missive said "Rosinas correspondent is senti- l mental, but I suppose even govern 1 ess can find a sweetheart"
 1 Turning to her husband her man. ner changed. She gazed at him ad- miringly, kissed him passionately and as she departed exclaimed: Herbert. dear. If you should wan, ! me this afternoon phone the Van | Kirks. I will be there.
 Dorsay. strange to say, did not view | his wife's absence for an afternoon | with alarm. He smiled meaningly al | Rosina and dismissed little Reginald with the announcement that there | would be no more lessons for the day | There was a peculiar expression in Rosina's face when later they sat side by side on an ottoman. Never before | had she offered him any encourage | ment, but now there was coquettisl I ment.
 1 Dorsay knew he had conquered. Fol a long time they sat close to eact other. he holding her hand, she lis. tening eargerly to his words of en. dearment, responding with tantelizins smiles or frowns. | Suddenly, when he was about tt clasp her In his arms. she arose ab
 ruptly and said3
 Pardon me. MT. Dorsay-aerbert- must go to my room. I will return In moment
 But she did not go to her room She went to the telphone and hurried ly rang up a number. It was val kirks. She asked for Mrs. Dorsay ant got her. In excited tones she cried:
 Mrs. Dorsay! Mrs. Dorsay! You
 husband is sick-perhaps dying-ii
 the library. Come quiok"
 shriek of anguish from the wo
 man at the other end of the line wal the only answer. Rosina hung ul the receiver and in another minut,
 was back in the library nestling clos' to the gallant MT. Dorsay. With lesl restraint than before they mutual! | exhanged caresses.
 Rosina pausd as if to listen. Sh, heard a noise, a muffled sound iron the hall. Passion seemed to suddenl, l overcome her. Throwing herself mad ly in his arms. she whispered: | Darling! darling!
 His arms held her tight. He smoth
 cred her face with kisses. In a voic, trembling with emotion he answered
 My angel. my love. my life for you I love you better than--''
 The portieres flew open. Another woman was in the room. Breahtles. and frantic, she heard and saw. Tn, face of no human being ever mad, such sudden transformation. Fear | anxiety, terror became something no to be analysed. She stood paraIyxed.
 The lovers all at once became awar, Of her prsence. With a groan Dor, say released Rosina- She arose slowly to her feet. stepped away and calmly surveyed man and wife. Silenct
 reisned for a second, all three re
 maining mute. to be broken by a mer ry, tinklin glaugh.
 It was Rosina. and then she spok, to Mrs. Dorsay. A sneering, pent-uy
 hate sounding in her voice:
 | T toss him over to you'-she point
 ed to the collapse on the ottoman 1 would not have such a thing of putt, for plaything. Bah! You shouit
 konw a fioorwalker. governess when she finds a sweetheart. he is {
 man. Hay haig lightly her iaugi
 tinkled again as she disappeart
 through the portiere.
 Then the clang of the street door
 and Rosina was seen no more.