Ladysmith news-budget. [volume] (Ladysmith, Rusk County, Wis.) 1907-1927, 1907-05-09

cook was sick and the dinner failure;
her dressmaker had disappointed her in
not finishing her dress for the great ball
at Mrs. FitZ Noodles, that evening, and
Annie. her maid. was down with one
of her nervous headaches. and she
would be Obliged to send for hair
dresser
Louis Castrani was a guest in the
house, by Archer's inyitation-for the
two gentlemen had become friends,
warmly attached to each other, and
Mrs. Trevlyn could not help fretting
over the unfortunate condition of her
cuisine
She was looking very cross. as she
sat in the back parlor, adjoining the
tasteful little morning room. where
she spent most of her time, and where
the gentlemen were in the habit of TAX
ing their books and newspapers when
they desired it quiet. If she had known
that Mr.. Castrani was at that moment
lying on the lounge in the morning
room, the door of which was slightly
ajar, she might have dismissed that un-
becoming frown and put her troubles
aside Mr. Trevlyn entered, just as she
had for the twentieth time that day
arrived at the conclusion that she was
the most sOrely afflicted woman in the
world, and his first words did not tend
to give her any consolation.
81 am very sorry, Mrs Trevlyn. that
l am to be deprived of the privilege of
attending the ball tonight. 1t is par
ticularly annoying"
What do you mean, Mr.. Trevlyn?"
81 am obliged to go to Philadelphia
on important business, and must leave
In this evenings train. l did not know
of the necessity until a few hours ago"
Mrs. Trevlyn was just in the state to
be wrought up by trifes.
Always business" she exclaimed
pettishly. Il am sick of the wordr
Business before pleasure, Mrs
Trevlyn. But, really, this is an impor-
tant affair. 1t is connected with the
house of Renshaw & Selwyn, which
went under last week. The firm were
under obligations to"
Don't talk business to me, Mr.. Trev-
Ign. | do not understand such things
neither do | desire to. | only hope it
is business you are going for!''
Mr. Trevlyn looked at her in some
SURPRISE.
You only hope it is business?" he
said, tnquiringly. Il do not compre-
hend."
Il might have said that I hoped it
was not woman who called you from
your wife"
The moment the words were spoken
she repented their utterance. but the
mischief was already done.
Mrs. Treylyn, | shall request you to
unsay the insinuation conveyed in
your words. They are unworthy of you
and a shame to me-"
And l shall decline to unsay them
! dare affirm they are true enough"
What do you mean, madam l
am, | trust, a man of honor. You are
my wife, and l am true to you. l never
loved but one woman, and she is dead
to me-"
The allusf0n to the old love was ex-
JiCuISly ulIAOl just at ILLS liulG
for Mrs Trevlyn was just sore enough
to be deeply wounded by it, and angry
enough to throw back taunt for taunt.
"a man of honor" she calculated
scornfully. Honor, forsooth! Archer
Trevlyn, do you call yourself that?'
Il do; and 1 defy any man living TO
prove the contrary answered Archer,
proudly.
You defy any man! Do you also defy
any woman? Tell me, If you can,
whose glove this is?" and she pulled
from her bosom the. blood-stained glove
and held it up before him.
He looked at 1t. flushed crimson and
trembled perceptibly- She laughed
scornfully
Archer Trevlyn, your guilt is known
to me. 1t has been known to me ever
since the fatal night on which Paul
Linmere met his death. l was there
that night, by the lonely graveyard.
saw you kiss her hand! l heard the
dreadful blow, listened to the smoth-
cred groan, and saw through the
gloom the guilty murderer as he fed