The Denison review. [volume] (Denison, Iowa) 1867-current, 1906-12-20

cnan8e-SOIten, 0ar0e0! why Ol0 MS
hands tremble SO? It was over In an
instant; yet had caught glimpse of
his secret understood.
1T was nothing" he said II was
glad to do 1t. was deeply pleased
when that message came this morn.
Ing"
you've been kinder to me than de-
served" she said; and more than half
agreed with her. How. With his eyes
before her, could she fail to under
stand? Perhaps she did understand. l
was never sure
I'm the iirst place, then, Miss Croy-
DON" he went on, in different tone,
how did your father succeed in get
ting your sister away from 'rremaine?''
"They had gone to Paris" she an
swered, land in two or three days
Edith had awakened from her dream.
She saw something in the man which
terrified her, and she wrote pitiful
letter to father. who went over to
Paris at once and finally succeeded in
buying the man Off Father paid him
$4,000 francs. believe. Perhaps it was
the fact that he knew he was not really
Edith's husband. that he himself had
committed n crinl,, which made him
take it. He agreed to leave the coun-
try, and in the following December he
wrote father that he was about to sail
for Martinique in a ship called the
Centaur. He said he intended to buy
n Y,1o ntof of ;,,;~
that his home. In February we learned
that the Certaur had been lost, with all
on board. After eight years it seemed
certain that he was dead, and Edith
felt free to marry again.
WAS Mr.. Delrcy informed of this
early indiscretion:'.
Certainly. and forgave it, as any
good man would
pardon NE for asking the question.
Miss Croydon; but it was necessary.
When was ii you first learned that Ire
maine was still alive?"
Zone night nearly two months ago
Edith brought his letter to me. She
was wild, distracted, ready to kill her.
self-that is what have feared every
day since. She loves Mr.. Delroy, Mr.
Godfrey, and yet she believed herself
the wife of another man. He demand
ed that she meet him in that apartment
house. l knew she could not bear such
meeting, and yet he must be seen.
l offered to go in her stead. had
some wild idea Of appealing to his
better nature, of pe;suading him
She stopped, silenced by her own
emotion.
That, of course, would not have
altered the fact that your sister was
his wife," observed Godfrey.
mo, That was tho terrible part of it.:
nothing could alter that. There must
of course, be a separation. but we
thought we would solve that problem
after we had settled the other. So
went. He opened the door for me.
l had never seen him, and confess
his appearance and manner were not
ut oil what expected He did not
look in the least like scoundrel, or
did he act like one He listened to me
with attention and seeming respect
He even appeared moved. oh. know
now what hypocrite he was. l know
that he was laughing at me; that he was
planning sn,nething deeper. more vii
famous. had brought $1,000 with
me-all that we could gather together
at that moment-and pressed it upon
him, urging him to take it and go away
and we would send him more. He pre-
tended to refuse the money. to protest
that that wls not in the least what he
wanted, but compelled him to take
it. And just as was hoping that
had prevailed with him the door Of
the bedroom opened and horrible
drunken man staggered out.
Well, Vic he, cried, so this is tn
gal, is it? She's likely piece.
wouldn't give her up, Vic, no, not fer
ten thousand
Go back to bed, you drunken
brute. cried ,rremaine, and took him
roughly by the arm.
But the other shook him off.
Don't lay your hands on me, Vic!
he cried. Don't dare lay your hands
on me-
II saw a very devil spring into Ire
maine's face. He looked about him for
some weapon and picked up piece Of
pipe that lay beside the radiator.
Thompson saw the action and lurched
heavily toward him.
Coin t use that on me, Vic?' he
asked you'd better try it, And he
made pass at Tremaine and tried to
snatch the pipe away. You try it on,
am I'll blow your game like did once
before down ut Sydney
He struck at Tremaine again. but
the latter srrang away and in an in
slant had brought the pipe down upon
his head. Thompson fell like log;
then that fendish look flashed into
Tremaine's face for second time; he
snatched out revolver; dimly un-
derstood what was coming indeed.
Fad my own revol-ts. in my hand. and
nred at him, but my shot went wild,
while his
She stopped and buried her face in
her hands, overcome for the moment
by the terrible spectacle her words had
evoked.
She controlled herself by an effort,
fOOly down ba. l,o ,,Ie