The Montgomery advertiser., 1905-06-06
Our Daily Sport Story

both be delighted to see her. Forum
 ately, my husband Is not of the senti-
 mental, nor sensitive kind-consequent-
 ly, there is no awkwardness whatever
 to be apprehended from meeting.
 Hastily and arfectionately.
 It was the first time in Katherine
 selwyn's twenty-four years that she
 had ever been guilty of anything ap-
 preaching innuendo, and the role snt
 awkwardly upon her. Still, she had
 no intention of going back, now the thing was started. Anyway, the whole
 affair was more than half jest, so why should she feel any misgivings? She made her toilet much earlier than usual, and with a more particu- lar eye to personal adornment. Luck fly, Miss Wethereld had not spoken to anyone but herself about the engage ment for that evening, and Seiwyn would naturally be off guard, thinking his wife safe in bed with sick head ache.
 And if the truth were known, Kitty Selwyn's head did ache most distract Ingly and she would far rather, at the last minute, have been safe in bed than where she was. But she mus tered her courage and went down full of determination to see the thing through at whatever cost. At the I very WOTSLt Shc COulus HI SeoO OA eS | lection, pass off everything as a huge joke
 She waited quietly till the last guest | had settled to his or her respective lamusement, the half-hour prior to din- ner. Then, as Selwyn went out on the veranda for his afternoon paper, she glided swiftly past him, dropping her | fan by the seeming merest accident. | The fan was an old one that belonged | to Miss Wethereld and bore her name on one of the worries. Selwyn stopped | quickly and picked it up, examining l the inscription with curious express sion. The next moment, he descended the veranda steps and followed the | owner of 1t down wide gravel path
 that led to the sycamore lane. You dropped this. I believer It was quite dark now; only just | light enough to distinguish the tall form of a young woman in familiar white dress,
 She held out her hand. bare of rings, and took the fan. Thank you, she said. bit under her breath. Selwyn appeared to hesitate mo- ment before he turned to go. "Dick!" This was a wild hazard, but she dared it.
 Selwyn turned, somewhat coldly, a nd moved back pace. "Well?" Have you orgotten-everything That would, think, be the wiser course for-both of us." The young woman did not reply al once, Keeping her face steadily avert | ed. "A mans prerogative," she an- | swered after a little, in low, concen- trated tone.
 q offered the only reparation in my power" he returned shortly, and that, you would not accept" At this juncture. sudden stage l fright overcame Mrs. Selwyn, and she turned and fled ignominiously, if with outward dignity.
 Selwyn stood where she had left him for several second; then he whis- | tied in a soft, amused little way, and | started back up the lane. When Mrs. Selwyn reached her room, she was out of breath and the | prey to maddening emotions. What | had he meant by-reparation? What could have been the significance of his
 stiff attitude? A thousand questions assailed her as she rapidly changed her gown for one of pale pink and | went downstairs, notwithstanding the
 sick headache. Selwyn was the first
 to greet her. T thought ne com
 menced-
 q am perfectly well now" she in- 1 terposed shortly, '"-
 Selwyn captured both her hands and
 held her off at arms length for an in | stant. you're as white as death," he said sternly, what have you been doing to yourself? You had no busi- ness whatever to get out of bed" | Then Mrs. Selwyn did most ab- surd thing. She broke into storm oi l sobs. and made a clean confession of | her masquerade.
 | Her husband made no comment for l some time. Many different emotions 1 were depicted together on his grave
 clean-cut face. Finally, he laughed In
 a little inscrutable way that belonged
 to him and said. T knew 1t all
 along"
 | But to the present day Mrs. Selwyr has not ceased to speculate.