Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-04-28

and with it came expression which might almost
have been of relief. With quick movement she
Il think l understand dear" she said sympa-
thetcally at last. Under all circumstances, don't
know that | can blame you either. Mr.. Devore
must know that you don't love him.
We'll, if he doesn't it isn't because | haven't
told him so, goodness knows!' replied Miss Farrar
Miss Langham laughed lightly, and her eyes
fected some strange, born light, gnmer of
'Poorfellow!' she mused And he is so devoted!
Il don't want his devotion!' blazed Miss Farrar
The mere sight of him is ntoerable to me. It's all
just like-lke was being sold to him. It's perfectly
hideous, and | WON'T WON'T won't!
Defiance melted into tears of anger and mortifica
ton, and Miss Farrar lay against Miss Langham' S
shoulder while her slender figure shaken by
storm of sobs. Miss Langham stroked the crisp
brown hair back from the white temples, and con-
tnued to stare dreanly out of the window.
Even my father and mother and brother
spred with him against me-" Miss Farrar sobbed
after a time. They insisted on the marriage from
the first, merely because Mr.. Devore happens to be
wealthy. l don't know why 1 agreed, unless it
was just desperation. deest the man, and yet the
members of my own family, knowing that could
only think of the brilliant match the money, and
social position which marriage would bring.
'To-morrow it was to have been,' unused Miss
Langham VaCantlv.
Yes tomorrow. For weeks and weeks it has
been nightmare to me, and last night, somehow, |
seemed to go all to pieces The sight of the wedding
gown made perfectly furious. All to-day 1
thought of it, and thought of it, until my head
L
stand it longer; II ran away. | suppose
it's horrid of me- and know my father and mother
will never forgive me for the scandal it will cause
but don't care. They've made me almost hate
them. I'm going to my aunt in Albany and re-
main there for few days OF course, my father
will be furious, and will try to force me to return
but she's dear loyal soul and won't let them take
away. Then | shall decide about the future"
Il can't imagine worse fate than marriage with
a whom you don't love- said Miss Langham
after pause. Il don't blame you at all But re-
member, my dear in giving up your family you will
have to look out for yourself-perhaps earn your
own living?"
Il don't care, continued Miss Farrar passion
ately. have fifty sixty dollars now, and before
that is gone surely | can get place as teacher,
governess or something. | will do something
And | have doubt that everything will come
right Miss Langham assured her She raised the
tear stained face between her hands and printed a
kiss on each damp cheek. And now, my dear, you
need repose Lie down and rest for awhile
With the obedience of a child Miss Farrar lay
across the berth, and after awhile with Miss Lang
hams hand clasped between her own, closed her
red, swollen eyes in sleep.
1t was perhaps half an hour later that Miss Lang
am pressed her call button beside the door. A por-
ter appeared.
What is the next stop?" she inquired
East Newlands,' was the reply.
Can | send telegram from there?''
Yes ma'am'
Miss Langham gently detached her fingers from