Abilene weekly reflector. [volume] (Abilene, Kan.) 1888-1935, 1906-01-18
HIS ONE LAST
LOOK
lcep,rIEht. 1925. y Joseph .. porl..l
By JOSEPH HEATING

IL ID uOIulubJ AeObANANI
reply, which, Of course, meant at that
moment: "It," whatever 1t was, was
everything.
aWas there anything in the post this
morning that"
aThe post!" she cried. "How can
you think that?"
"Well, Is 1t my going"
"No-no. Why, you are often away
why should that trouble met"
"Yet you grew serious as soon as
mentioned 1t just now"
"Did 1? oh, no; 1t 10 not your 60
Ing. Still, Reginald, you seem very
eager to be of. Especially as you
won't be home tonight"
Reginalds turn came now for eva
sions, =,
upon my honor, Helen, one would
think from the very way you said that,
that was always anxious to be away"
mo. But can't you come back to-
night?"
Impossible"
"You are trifling."
"Trihing!"
She had reused his indignation.
She smiled.
"Well," said he, forebodingly
"You'lI come back tonight?
eyes; good-by. shall not be back
In time for dinner"
Five minutes later Mrs. Reginald
went out heavily yelled. She went far
away from the house, and did not stop
till she reached the general post once.
Any other place in London was too
small tor the telegram she had to send.
"You are quite wrong. There shall
be no one last look in my history.
have insisted upon my husband being
home this evening. Take this to mean
definitely you must never dare COM
municate with me again."
There was no signature. The send
er's features were hidden, and not the
slightest clew was left whereby the
origin Of the message might be traced
"That is definitely settled" said she
10 herself, outside the building. III
there IL one proof Of Reglnald's being
fond Of me, 1t Is the fact that he IL
still Jealous Of the man to whom
was once engaged. The mention Of
bis name sends him into an absurd
rage. What would happen II he knew
be had written me letter? Then \
It ever came to his ears that he had
actually been to see me in Reglnald'i
own house! And II they were to meet
therel"
When Mrs. Reginald got home thu
HrSt thing she did was to take lettel
out Of her pocket, put 1t on the hr'
and watch 1t become ashes. OF cours'
she read It once again before burning
1t.
when I returned to London an(
found you married as q retaliation up
on my Indifferent conduct, l knew
should never be happy in this country
I determined to leave London straigh
away. But want to see you'll wan
TO see you so much. l know 1t Il
wrong, but right or wrong is nothing
to me. am coming to take one las
look at you, hear your voice for tn
last time. have discovered when tn
hateful being CHATS my husband
commented the reader) will be absent
implore you to let me see you thi
evening"
Perhaps 1t was because Mrs. Regi
maids common sense was 80 pro
nounced that she decided not to tel
her husband anything about the letter
"Why should | do anything to hur
bis feelings. to arouse bad blood!
might forever make his life and min
unhappy. Besides" she added, wit
the generosity that women extend +
men whose extravaganza takes tn
form of this personal alteration, "thi
poor fellow could not help himself,
suppose. No; instead Of causing an
unpleasantness, have done the wises
thing. l have put decided stop I
the mans antics. He was always gooC
looking and well-dressed, too" sh
commented, irrelevantly.
A little rest soon restored the goo
spirits Of Mrs Reginald. She had jus
taken q, cup Of tea, which cheered he
considerably; and after Jane ha
cleared away and lit the lamp, she 81
thinking Of her eventful day. tn
hour at which the upsetting visit ha
been threatened was past.
Jane, II anyone calls, send the
up"
Eyes, NM" said Jane.
The door bell rang. Jane hurriG
down.
Mrs. Reginald's best intentions we
frustrated; the man who had cause
all her perturbation was now usher
into her presence.
He was young, tall, dark, handson
and we'll dressed The intense exclt
ment Of standing before the woman
loved, and the pain Of seeing her (
the last time, gave his face a gle
which seemed to surround him like Z
halo Of martyr.
But anguish also found home
the heart OF the woman.
"You viii not speak to me. Helen
said the man.
MIR. Greatrex," she returned with