Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-09-25
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 Gloom was in her pretty face.
 What ails you, Helen, dear?" asked her husband in his kindest tone.
 Tt is nothing, Reginald" was her reply.
 Well, is it my going"
 "No-no. Why, you are often away. Why should that trouble me?'
 Well" said he, T must be off. It will be inconvenient for me to get away until late, and the last train leaves Hallwell at 10:30. That means I shan't get back until tomorrow eve ming. daresay-I shall be able to get here in good time for dinner. Goodby. Helen"
 He meant to kiss her. She put her hands upon his shoulders, and the pleading sorrow in her eyes stopped i him.
 Reginald" said she, you seem very eager to be off. Especially as you won't be home tonight"
 "He must never know" thought she, "how anxious I am that he shall not stay away tonight of all nights 1 l dare not hint at that"
 Now, Reginald loved his wife i loved her very much. In fact, there was no woman in the world, he felt, that he could love so much.
 Well" said he, forebodingly, If you are willing to risk seeing too much of me-
 She laughed.
 "You needn't laugh, Helen"
 You'll come back to-night?"
 "Yes; good-by. I shall not be back fin time for dinner"
 Mrs. Reginald had gained her point without letting him know it.
 Another five minutes later she went out heavily yelled. She went far away from the house, and did not stop till she reached the general post office. Any other place in London was too small for 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 CTS features were hidden, and not the slightest clue was left whereby the origin of the message might be traced
 When she got home the first thine she did was to take letter out o her pocket, put it on the fire ant watch it become ashes. This was how she would have treated such a docu ment before going out, but the ad dress of the writer was so importan thing that she dared not trust t' memory in sending the wire. Sh' feared even now that some mistak would prevent the message iron reaching it's destination. Of cours she read it once again before burning it.
 When I returned to London ant found you married as retaliation upon my indifferent conduct, I knev I should never be happy in this coun try. l determined to leave London straight away But want to see vol T want to see you so much. knoy 1t is wrong, but right or wrong i nothing to me I am coming to talk one last look at you, hear your voic for the last time I have discovers when the hateful being ('That's m husband commented the reader) vii be absent. implore you to let m see you this evening"
 "Ah!" sighed Mrs. Reginald compls gently, watching the last of the lette fin the fire. "A man in love is a shi without a port This man has no nc tion of where he is drifting to. Blu thank heaven, have sufficient con mon sense to know my duty to Reg nald and to decency."
 A little rest soon restored the goo spirits of Mrs. Reginald. She had ju: taken a cup of tea, which cheered he . considerably; and after Jane ha cleared away and lit the lamp. she ss thinking of her eventful day. Tn hour at which the upsetting visit ha been threatened was past.
 Suddenly the door bell rang. an Jane hurried down.
 Mrs. Reginald's best intentions wei frustrated: the man who had cause all her perturbation during tha da was. in spite of all she had done, no ushered into her presence.
 He was young. tall. dark, handson and well-dressed. The intense excit ment of standing before the woman loved. and the pain of seeing her f the last time, gave his face a glo 6 which seemed to surround him Ill the halo of a martyr meeting D doom.
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