The citizen. [volume] (Berea, Ky.) 1899-1958, 1907-08-01

CHAPTER xx.-cOntinued.

The piano pounding continued and
waited for what seemed an inter
minable time. IL was growing dark
and maid brought lamps. | took
book from the table. II was The Life
Of BenYenuto Celllni' and Marian Dew
ereux was written on the fly leaf, by
Enthusiastically the same hand that had
penned the apology for Olivia's per
formances. l saw in the clear. flowing
tines of the signature. in their lack of
svperhuity, her own ease, grace and
charm; and. in the deeper stroke with
which the *" was crossed, | felt a
challenge, a readiness to abide by con-
sequences once her word was given.
Then my own inclination to think well
Of her angered me. and ! dropped the
book impatiently as she crossed the
threshold.
Il am sorry TO have kept you wait
ing. Mr.. Glenarm. But this is my busy
hour"
Il shall not detain you long. came"
Il hesitated, not knowing why 1 had
come.
She took a chair near the open door
and bent forward with an air of atten-
ton that was disquieting. She wore
black-perhaps TO 1T her the better
into the house of a somber SlsterhoOd.
I seemed suddenly to remember her
from a time long gone. and the effort
Of memory threw me of guard. Stod-
aard had said there were several
Olivia Armstrong;; there were GER
tainly many Marian Devereuxs. The
silence grew intolerable; she was wait
Ing for me to speak. and blurted:
Il suppose you have come to take
charge of the property"
do you?" she asked.
"And you came back with the execu-
tor to facilitate matters. I'm glad to
see that you lose no time"
"Oh!" she said lingeringly. as though
she were finding with difficulty the
note in which l wished to pitch the
conversation. Her calmness was mad
dening.
Il suppose you thought II unwise to
wait for the bluebird when you had be-
guiled me into breaking a promise,
when ! was trapped. defeated"
Her elbow on the arm of the chair,
her hand resting against her cheek,
the light rippling goldenly in her hair,
her eyes bent upon me inq'liringly,
mournfullY. -mournfully, as had seen
them-whsTe?-onc befOrel My heart
leaped ~ that moment. with that
thought.
Il remember now the first time" |
said. more angry than had ever been
before in my life.
THAT is quite remarkable" she said,
and nodded her head ironically.
1T was at Sherry's: you were
with Pickering-you dropped your fan
and he picked It up. and you turned
toward me for a moment. You we're in
black that night; it was the unhappi-
ness in your face. in your eyes. that
made me remember"
! was intent upon the recollection,
eager to fix and establish it,
you are quite right 1t was at
Sherry's. | was wearing black then;
many things made me unhappy that
night"
Her forehead contracted slightly and
she pressed her lips together.
Il suppose that even then the con-
spiracy was thoroughly arranged" 1
said tauntingly laughing a little per
haps. in my brutal impulse to wound
her. to take vengeance upon her.
She rose and stood by her chair. one
hand resting upon 1t. l faced her; her
eyes were like violet seas. She spoke
very quietly.
'Mr. Glenarm. has It occurred to you
that when talked 20 you there in the
park, when ] risked unpleasant gossip
in receiving you in a house where you
had no possible right to be. that was
counting upon something. -foolishly
and stupidly.-yet counting upon it,
You probably thought | was fool"
! retorted.
mo. she smiled slightly. Il
thought believe have said this to
you before.-that you were a gentle
man. | really did. Mr.. Glenarm.
must say it to justify myself. ! relied
upon your chivalry,-I even thought,
when played being Olivia,-that you
had a sense of humor. But you are
not the one and you haven't the other.
even went so far. after you knew per
fectly well who | was. TO try to help
you-to encourage you TO prove your
self the man your grandfather wished
you to be. And now you come to me
IN shocking bad humor.-I really
think you would like to be insulting.
Mr.. Glenarm. If you could"
But Pickering.-you came back
with him; he is here and he is going to
stay! And now that the property be-
longs to you. there is not the slightest
reason why we should make any pre-
tense of anything but enmity. When
you and Arthur Pickering stand to-
gether | take the other side of the bar
ricade, l suppose chivalry would re-
duire me to vacate, so that you may
snjoy az once the spells of war"
stOrmed with growing heat.
fancy It would not be very diff
.alt to eliminate you as a factor In the