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the color of her hair An accidental
meeting evidently; but they went on
in the same train together. perhaps in
the same car. If friends undoubted-
~ they rode together. Well, what of
that? Friends meet each other at
every turn. Her husband might in the
past have done the woman a kind
ness or some little service. 1t would
be like him. He would tell her all
about it on his return
She should be named Gree" said
Mrs. Hamilton, lightly NO other
name would be so suitable for a beau
tiful green-haired woman. I will ask
Mr.. Hamilton about her. She must
have a history"
All women have. have they not -
asked Miss Talbert, brightly. 1T
would need Howells. though, to write
them up. some Of them are so tame.
But / think you are right about Mrs.
Anderson. She must have a history
strange one. She has a sad look.
and she seemed frightened. or. at least,
nervous. Did not you say so, Miss
Chaser"
Nervous. perhaps, and anxious to
go on. She told me this morning that
she expected to go through to Coati-
coke without stopping"
To meet friends?"
so she said.
That would explain it, perhaps. 1t
is so annoying to have to stop over.
Must you go. Mrs. Hamilton"
I think 1 must
But you will come again. soon, will
you not?'' asked Miss Talbert, cor
daily. While Mr.. Hamilton is away
you must let your friends see you
often"
Thank you, and you must run in
TO see me often, Miss Talbert. We are
getting TO be too ceremonious in
Grovedale."
yes, quite citifed. Mother and I
were saying so, yesterday. /, for one,
mean 10 battle against it. Conven-
tienality in country town is dread
full TO consider"
| Miss Chase, Mrs. Hamilton went
away.
She called at the Savings Bank in
passing. and Tony Osborn, with his
pen behind his ear came at once to
speak to her.
Good morning. Tony; very busy, 1
suppose"
Awful, now Ham-Mr. Hamilton is
away"
Did he tell you just when to ex-
pect him back-what day. I mean p
asked ATS. f1dullAlOl.
No. In a week or, two, he said.
But it's all a joke about my being
busy. you know, for everything was
put in shape before he went. A lot of
stun was sent to Boston 10 the de-
post vaults. l can take my best girl
riding every day if l like" he said,
with the happy impudence that be-
longed to Tony Osborn, but which no
body minded, for he was considered d
thoroughly respectable and reliable
young man.
I'm glad to hear you are not
driven" said Mrs. Hamilton, rejecting
that her husband always cleared the
way for others, but took the toughest
path himself. And then she went on
her way. She met Mr.. Henderson,
who stopped to speak to her. and to
ask when her husband would be back.
only. been away six hours and we
miss him already, No one can man
age like Vane. In a week or two?
Yes. that's what he told me. But, by
Georgel he never told me where he
was going. Strange! Always goes
of in May. OF course you know"
She murmured something about
Boston and rest.
He needs it. by Georgei Hope he'll
get it. 1 shall need a rest when he
gets back. Our business grows. Mrs.
Hamilton. It's double what it was
two years ago. Didn't realize it while
Vane was here"
He works too hard" Mr.. Hender-
son."
Il know it, Your uncle and I am
old fogies, and lazy to boot. We put
too much on his shoulders. told him
so this morning. Carter says I,
'Vane's been working too hard. II
know it, says he. 'Vane has lost
twenty pounds lately.
rs that so?" asked Constance,
startled.
so your uncle said. S'posed you
knew it. Well. this will never do,
stopping to talk to pretty women when
business is booming at the mill, and
the jolly mill-owner passed on, leaving
Constance to pursue her way home
ward.
How hollow the house sounded,
How still it was! What would life be
without husband or children? Grim
walls, staring pictures. lifeless furni-
ture do not make home. she realized
forcibly as she sank into a chair and
folded her gloved hands on her lap.
Matilda had gone home for an hour,
her mornings work being done, and
there was nothing to prevent her mis-
tress from INDUCING the thoughts that
came to her. And she sat there, bon
neted and gloved. for a long time in
her own sitting-room, wondering
about the green-haired woman and
the extent of her acquaintance with
her husband. Was her name Lenora.
and did she know where he went
every year In the month Of May
Constance would have given worlds to
be able to pierce the distance with her
vision and to see her husband at that
moment. what he was doing, with
whom he was talking. Coaticoke,
The woman must have taken the
northern train and he the southern!
Why had she not thought OF il before
Their meeting was purely accidental;
she may have mistaken her husband
for an acquaintance. Why had she
not thought OF that. too? Constance
arose and shook the few remaining
vapors from her mind. took of her
gloves and bonnet. and went about her
sewing, humming lively air.
Two weeks pass so quickly" she
murmured. Sometimes / can scarce
" realize they have passed. When
he comes back shall ask
him all about a. have never
done 10. but ! VIII now. Secrets ought
not % come between man and wife.