Alma record. (Alma, Mich.) 1878-1928, 1905-11-10
Poor BernIel' she cried with a

'And-and afterwards she asked.
oh. never mind afterwards. | in
tend TO make hay while the sun
shines.
She put back her head, looking up
rather pitifully-
How about me, though?' she muir
INJURED.
Bernard bent lower.
4 like to hear you say that he
cried. but Amabel rose abruptly.
L didn't say anything she insisted
And | am going TO send You away
CHAPTER ii.
tmabel was accustomed TO play
second fiddle to her sister. who. for
one reason, was three years Older.
being at present in her twenty-second
year.
But apart from the question OF age.
Pauline was keenly sought after by
hostesses who did not always include
Amabel in their invitations
Amabel looked on at her sister
triumphal progress not entirely With
out envy, but she never for an liz
slant blinded herself to the fact that
Pauline's successes were well de-
served. There could not be two opm-
ions concerning Miss Cathcart: she
was a supremely beautiful woman.
Hers might not be the order or
beauty you most admired you might
prefer a short woman, and Pauline
was 'divinely tall. or a fair woman.
anG Pauline's hair was almost mot
quitel black; but il was impossible
to deny that she was perfect after
her kind.
She was stately and statuesque, her
shape was admirable. her features
were exouisitely modelled, her eyes
deeply blue, whilst her hair fell in
slight waves over low forehead. re-
deeming what might otherwise have
been little severity of outline.
The gods had been very benefcent
to Pauline Cathcart: they had endow-
ed her with a perfect form, with
charm of movement, with a pure
heart and manifold virtues but one
consummate gift had been withheld
they had not bestowed upon her
sense of humor.
She would perhaps have proved an
object of less interest. though scarce
" of less affection, to Amabel, but for
that curious lapse two years ago.
That seemed a human, II a deplorable
touch II seemed to throw a side
light on Pauline's character, which
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extremely interesting problem. For
once the goddess had stepped COR
fallen) from her pedestal.
In deciding to approach her sister
on Gilbert's behalf, Amabel was gov
erned by various motives. II seemed
and she felt a mischievOus satisfac.
ton in studying Paulines psyche
logical development
The opportunity occurred after din.
ner that evening. Pauline was rest
ing in anticipation OF one of the most
brilliant dances OF the season. she
lay on a wicker lounging chair, envel-
oped in a loose white robe, presently
to be replaced by the dress which mad
been especially fashioned for the oc-
casion.
Her window was wide open. and the
May evening was beginning TO darken
as the sun set behind bank of glori-
fed, crimson mist.
L had a visitor this afternoon, said
Amabel Bernard came, she added
In q casual tone.
why have you been so mysterious
about ito asked Pauline.
You know that mother would have
abel And it really wasn't my fault
| couldn't prevent his coming
4 suppose you did not want to pre-.
yelt it,
On, Bernie is a dear boy-and nC
rasses the time,'
Pauline looked at Amabel rather
intentlv
4 sometimes wonder whether you're
quite heartless or whether it's onlj
Il pose, she said i think IL is a
pose
And | think, cried Amabel. It's an
immense pity Mrs. Venabes doesn't
marry again
No woman ought to marry more
than once. said Pauline sententiously
BY the by Amabel continued.
Gilbert was here when Bernard ar
rived. Poor dear Gilbert! Don't you
really pity him. Pauline?'
Very sincerely said Pauline. and
she turned her face towards the open
window, gazing out at the crimsoning
sky.
Now. I wonder. exclaimed Amabel.
whether yours is the pity that's akin
TO love
Pauline slowly shook her head.
I DON'T don't know, she said.
You don't know whether you love
a man or notl'
Whether | love him well enough to
marry him. i imagine that is what
you mean answered Pauline quietly.
Gilbert seems anxious concerning
the strength of your memory said
Amabel.
What about7'
'Well-about Mr.. Warehouse. said
Antabel sYou SOC che added he