Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-06-30

grave appear before the public more promi-
nently than during the next few months.
AS London began to fill up again. during
the early part OF October, he gave many
and magnificent entertainments, his name
figured In all the great social events, he
bought q mansion in Park lane which had
been built for royalty, and the account of
the treasures with which he filled 1t read
like chapter from some modern Arabian
Nights. In the city he was more hated
and dreaded than ever. His transactions,
huge and carefully thought out, were for
his own aggrandiZement only, and left al
ways in their wake ruin and disaster for
the less fortunate and weaker spectators.
He played for his own hand only, the
camaraderie of finance he ignored alto
gether. In one other respect, too, he oc-
cupied unique position among the finan-
cial magnates of the moment All appeals
behalf of charity he steadily ignored.
He gave nothing away. His name never
figured among the hospital lists; suffering
and disaster. which drew their humble
contributions from the struggling poor and
middle classes, left him unmoved and his
check book unopened. In age when
huge gifts on behalf of charity was the
fashionable road to the peerage, his attl-
tUde was all the more noticeable. He
would give a thousand pounds for piece
of Sevres china which took his fancy; he
would not give a thousand farthings to
ease the sufferings of his fellows. Yet
there We're few found to criticse him. He
was called original, a crank; there were
even some who professed to see merit in his
attitude. To both criticism and praise he
was alike Indifferent. With cynicism
which seemed only to become more bitter
he pursued his undertaking and deliberate
way.
One morning he met Lady Ruth on the
pavement in Bond street She pointed to
the vacant seat in her landau.
Get in, please. for a few minutes" she
said. 81 want to talk to you. l will take
you where you like"
They drove off in silence
You were not at the Wavertons' last
night he remarked.
'No!'' she answered quietly. 81 was not
asked
He glanced at her questioningly.
Il thought that you were so friendly"
he said.
Il was she answered. Lady Waverton
scarcely knows ME nowt 1t is the begin
ming of the end, | suppose
You are a little enigmatical this morn
ing he declared.
"Oh. no! You understand me very Well"
she answered. Everybody knows that it
is you who keep US going Lumley has not
got quite used to taking your money. He
has lost nearly all his ambition. Soon his
day will have gone by. People shrug their
shoulders when they speak of US. Two
years ago the Wavertons were delighted to
know me. Society seems big, but it isn't.
There are no end of little sets, one inside
the other. Two years ago | was in the in
nermost. today I'm getting toward the
outside edge. Look at me! Do you see
any changer"
He scrutinized her mercilessly in the cold
morning light
You look older" he said. land you have
begun to use rouge which is pity.
She laughed hardly.
You think so? Well. don't want Emily
to see my hollow cheeks-or you! Are you
satisfied, Wingrave?"
Il am afraid L don't understand he
began.
lia ba ipfn tod ,,rtJ Va,
do understand. This is your vengeance
very subtle and very crafty. Everything
has turned out exactly as you planned.
You have broken us, Wingrave! l thought
myself a clever woman. but might as well
have tried to gamble with the angels. Why
don't you finish 1t off now-make me run
away with your
1T would bore US BOTH" he answered
calmly. Besides, you wouldn't comet"
Il should. and you know that 1 would"
she answered. Every one expects 1t of us.
l think myself that 1t would be more de-
cent"
He looked at her thoughtfully.
You are strange woman he said. Il
find it hard sometimes to understand you"
Then you are fool" she declared in a
fierce little whisper. You know what Is
underneath all my suffering. all my broken
pride! You know that 1 was fool enough
to keep the flame fiickering-that l have
cared always and for no one else!
He stopped the carriage.
You the most original woman l ever
met" he said quietly. Il neither wish to
care nor be cared for by any one. Go
home to your husband, and tell him to buy
Treadwells up to six
That same afternoon Wingrave met
Aynesworth and cut him dead Something
in the younger mans appearance. though.
perplexed him. Aynesworth certainly had
not the air of a successful man. He was
pale, carelessy dressed and apparently in
i'll health. W.ngrave. after an amount Of
hoe ic, 1yifI h fi,rp cd
his car toward Battersea, and found him
self, few minutes later. mounting the five
flights of stone steps. Juliet herself opened
the door to him. She gave a little, gasp
when she saw who 1t was, and did not i'm
medately invite him to enter.
Il am sorry Wingrave said coldly, Ito
inflict this visit upon you. If you
alone. and afraid to ask me in. we can
talk here"
Her cheeks became as flushed as a mo-
ment before they had been pale. She
looked at him reproachfuliy, and. standing
on one side to let him pass. closed the
door behind him. Then she led the way
into her sitting room.
Il am glad that you have come to see
me-" she said. Won't you sit DOWN.
He ignored her invitation. and stood
looking around him. There a notice
able change In the little room. There were
no flowers, some of the ornaments and the
silver tri1es from her table were missing
The place seemed to have been swept bare
of everything, except the necessary fur
niture. Then he looked at her. She was
perceptiby thinner, and there were black
rings under her eyes.
Where is Mrs. Tresfarwin?" he asked.
I'm Cornwall" she answered.
Why"
II could not afford to keep her here any
longer.
What are you doing for a llving-paint-
ing still?'
She shook her head a little piteously
They can't sell any more of my pic
lures" she said. Il am trying to get a
situation as governess or companion Or
anything"
When did you have anything to eat
last?" he asked.
Yesterday" she answered, and he was
just in time to catch her. She had tainted
He laid her upon the sofa, poured some
water over her face and famed her with a
newspaper. His expression Of cold indif-
ference remained unmoved. 1t was there
in his face when she opened her eyes.
Are you well enough to walk?' he
asked
quite. thank you" she answered. IT
am so sorry!"
Put on your hat" he ordered
She disappeared for few minutes, and
returned dressed for the street. He drove
her to a restaurant and ordered some din
ner. He made her drink some wine, and
while they waited he buried himself in a
newspaper. They ate their meal almost in
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