Waterbury evening Democrat., 1906-11-08

k-~..- ... s.!lu@fau", two visa wis at the back, offering pleasant possl bilties of q tetea- tete.
 The park-and drive slowly" Lillia, ordered as she stepped inside. motion ing Chilcote to tho seat opposite.
 They moved up nond street smoothly ana rapidly. L,l.lan was absorbed in the passing traffic until the Marble arch was reached; then, as they glided through the big gates, she looked across at her companion. He had turned up the collar of his coat. though the wind was scarcely perceptible, and buried himself in it to the cars.
 Tt Is extraordinary she exclaimed suddenly as her eyes rested on his face. It, was seldom that she felt drawn to exclamation, She was usual ly too indoient to show surprise. But now the feeling was called forth be fore she was aware.
 Chilcote looked up. Whats cxtraor- dlnary?" he said sensitively.
 She leaned forward for an instan, and touched his hand.
 ''Bearw she said teasingly. Did l rub your fur the wrong way:" Then. seeing his expression, she tactfUlly changed her tone, I'll explain. IL was the same thing that struck me the night of Blanche's party-when you looked Ut me over Leonard Kaiae's head You remember" She glanced away from him across the park to where the grass was already showing greener.
 Chilcote felt i'll at ease. Again he put his hand to his coat collar.
 "Oh, yes" he said hastily; 'yes." He wished now that h. had questioned I.o- der more closely on the proceedings of that party. It seemed to him on look ing back that Loder had r!cntioned nothing on the day of their last ex- change but the political complications that absorbed his mind.
 'I couldn't explain then" Lillian went on. T couldn't explain before q crowd of people that 1t wasn't your dark head showing over Leonard's red one that surprised me- but the most wonderful. the most extraordinary likeness She paused
 The car was moving slower. There was a delight In the easy motion thraryl, tba fracb a,rlv air Prt Chi1. cote's uneasincss had been aroused. He no longer felt soothed.
 What likeness?" he asked sharply.
 She turned to him easily. Oh. q likeness have noticed before" she said. "A likeness that always seemed strange, but that suddenly became in. credible at Blanchc's party
 He moved quickly, 'Likenesses are an Illusion he said. "a mere imagi. nation of the brain" His manner was short; his annoyance seemingly out of all proportion to the cause. Lillian looked at him afresh in slightly inter ested surprise.
 Yet not so very long ago. yourself" Y she began.
 "Nonsensem he broke in. I've d. ways denied likonesses. Such things don't really exist Likeness seeing is purely an individual matter-a p-econ- ception." He spoke fast. He was uneasy under the cool scrutiny of her green eyes. And with a sharp attempt at self control and reassurance he al- tered his voice After all, we're being very stupid" he exclaimed. Were worrying over something that doesn't exist"
 Lillian was still lazily interested. To her own belief she had seen Chilcote last on the night of her sisters recep- ton. Then she had been too preoccu- pied to notice either his manner or his health. though supe-fcially ii had lin- gered in her mind that he had seemed unusually reliant, unusually well on that night. A remembrance of the irn- precision came to her now as she studied his face. upon which impercep- tibly and yet relentlessly his vice was setting Its mark, In the dull restless ness of eye. the unhealthy sallowness of skin.
 Some shred of her thought. sorIe sGg- gestion of the comparison running through her mind. must have shown in her face. for Chllcotc altered his posi- ton with a touch of uneasiress. He