The Yale expositor., 1907-04-12
! MAINWARING'S REVENGE {
BY EBEN E. REXFORD
BY EBEN E. RExFORD
Copyright. by Daily story Pub. Coz

malnWarlns nOtlceu tnal the eyes ol
a good many men sitting in his vicin-
ity were turned toward one of the
boxes, and he looked that way to see
what the attraction was.
"Ah-that Jezabel," he said to him
self, as he saw the woman's face that
was drawing mems eyes like lode
stone. Il might have known without
looking. It's the old story of the
candle and the moth. Poor fools.
They never learn wisdom until their
wings and singed. I've a mind to
paint the picture of a vampire and
put her face into it. She lives in
blood"
AS he gave a second look toward
the box from which the face of Sybil
Leith shone out like a vivid tropical
flower. he turned pale. Two men were
entering il. One of them was Giffith
Deane, the one man of all he knew
whose friendship he cared for. A
young man whose knowledge OF the
life upon which he was entering was
next to nothing. He was bringing to
it faith in all mankind, and woman
kind, as well--a belief in the good
less rather than the badness OF 9th
ers-and the enthusiasm OF boy who
Is half intoxicated with the prospect
before him.
IT'S the beginning OF the end" he
said, under his breath. Il had hoped
he might be spared II she breaks his
heart-and she will il it suits her
fancy believe l could kill her.
He watched the progress OF matters
in the box with the crimson curtains
and his heart sank with a sick fore
boding as he saw the eager look in
the poor boys fascinated eyes.
II was sorry to see you in the Leith
box last night" he said to Deane next
day. Beware of the woman you
met there. Her smile means ruin"
I've heard as much from others,
laughed Deane. But do you know
don't believe a word of it. You don't
know her. I'd stake my life on hel
womanliness."
You'd lose It. then" answered
Mainwaring, as he turned away with g
bitter smile on his face and an ache
in his heart He knew how useless II
was to reason with a man who haC
faith in this creature who had made
q plaything of human hearts for a day
or a week-as long as il suited hei
whim-and then cast them aside like
top.
The end of Griffith Deane's dream
came sooner than his friend had look
ed for. He came in one day with the
look of an old man in his face. Main
waring knew what had happened the
out in a great wave OF pity to the
dupe Of heartless woman's wiles.
Its all over" groaned Deane
dropping his head on the table to hid,
the misery of his face. You wer'
right, John, but couldn't believe you
1 can't make it seem possible. now
But it's true, for she laughed at m,
| for having made fool of myself. God
but that hurt! Say, John"-and TIL
| boys head was lifted, showing tn
| tears in her eyes-"I don't believe sh,
can help it, She's made that way.
don't seem as if any woman would d,
such a thing if she could help II
| does it?"
ITS the devil in her." answere,
Mainwaring. IF only somebody coul'
make her heart ache, and when sh
showed it, quivering with its pain
grind it under foot! That would be
revenge worth striving for. | won
| der"
Mainwaring did not complete tn
sentence. Suddenly he saw before hin
new object in life, and in one swift
moment he had determined to Sc
about its accomplishment