Burlington weekly free press. [volume] (Burlington, Vt.) 1866-1928, 1907-05-09

Uds kept secret from me-"
her eyes ms she looked at them seeing
the tragedy of labor the old man had
expended upon them, but she felt the
recompense. Hard, tight. literal us
they were. he had had his moment Of
JOY in each OF them before he saw
them coldly and knew the truth. And
he had been given his years of Paris
at last and had seen how the other
fellows did it,"
A heavy foot strobe through the hall,
coming abruptly to a halt in the door
way, and, turning, she discovered Mar
tin Pike, his big Henry VIII. face
flushed more with anger than with the
heat His hat was upon his head and
remained there, nor did he offer any
token or word of greeting whatever,
but demanded to know when the work
upon the house had been begun.
THE second morning after my re.
turn" she answered
Il want to know" he pursued. why
want to know quick
Secret" she echoed, with a wave OF
her hand to indicate the noise which
the workmen were making.
Upon whose authority was 1t be-
gum"
"Aline. Who else could give it?'
Look here" he said. advancing to-
ward her, don't try to fool me. You
haven't done all this by yourself. Who
hired these workmen:"
Remembering her first interview with
him, she rose quickly before he could
come near her. Mfr. Louden made
most of the arrangements for me-" she
replied quietly, "bcfore he went away.
He will take charge of everything
when he returns. You haven't forgot
ten that I told you intended TO place
my affairs in his hands?"
He had started forward but at this
he stopped and stared at her inarticu-
lately.
You remember she said, her hands
resting negligenty upon the back Of
the chair. "Surely you remember"
She was not IN the least afraid Of
him, but coolly watchful Of him. This
had been her habit with him since her
return. She had seen little of him e1-
cept at table, when he was usually
grimly laconlc, though now and then
she would hear him joking heavily
with Sam Warden in the yard, or, with
evidently humorous intent, grooming at
Mamie over Eugene's health; but II
had not escaped Ariel that he was on
his part watchful of herself and upon
his guard.
He did not answer her question, and
1t seemed to her as she continued
steadily to meet his hot eyes that he
was trying to hold himself under some
measure Of control and vain effort
it proved.
you go back to my houser' he burst
out shouting hoarsely. you get back
there! You stay there.
NO" she said, moving between him
and the door Mamie and l are going
for a drive"
"You so back to my housew He fol.
lowed her. waving an arm ficrcely at
her. Don't you come around here
trying to run over me, You talk about
your affairs" All you've got on earth
is this two for nickel old shack over
your head and a bushel basket of dis
tillery stock that you can sell by the
pound for old paperw He threw the
words in her face the bull bass voice
scanned and cracked with falsetto. "Old
paper old rags, old iron, bottles, old
clothes! You talk about your affairs!
Who are you? Rothschild? You haven't
got any affairs"
Not a look. not word, not motion
Of his escaped her in all the fury Of
sound and gesture in which he seemed
fairly to cnvelop himself. Least OF all
did that shaking Of hls-the quvering
Of Jaw and temple, the tumultuous agl-