Waterbury evening Democrat., 1907-03-04

him, she rose quickly before he could come near her. "Mr Louden made most of the arrangements for me-" she replied quietly, before 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 negligentIy 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 ex- cept at table, when he was usually grimly laconic, though now and then she would hear him joking heavily with Sam Warden ;n the yard. or, with evidently numerous intent, grooming at Mamie over Eugene's health; but it had not escaped Ariel that he was on his part watchful of herself and upon his guard.
 He did not answer her question. and it 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 a vain effort 1t proved.
 'You go back to my house"' he burst out, shouting hoarsely. You get back there! You stay there!'
 "No," she said, moving between him and the door. Mamie and are going for drive"
 You go back to my housev' He fol- lowed her, waving an arm fiercely at her. Don't you come around here trying to run over me! You talk about your 'affairsv All you've got on earth is this two for nickel old shack over your head and bushel basket of dis tillery stock that you can sell by the pound for old paper" 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 envelop himself. Least of all did that shaking of his-the quivering of jaw and temple. the tumultuous agi- tation of his hands-evade her watch fitness.
 "When did you find this out?" she said very quickly. After you became administrator
 He struck the back of the chair she had vacated a vicious blow with his open hand. "No, you spendthrift! All there was to your grandfather when you buried him was basketful of dis tillery stock, I tell you. Old paper! Can't you hear me? Old paper, old rags
 You have sent me the same in- come," she lifted her voice to interrupt. "You have made the same quarterly payments since his death that you made before. If you knew, why did you do that:'
 He had been shouting at her with the frantic and incredulous exasperation of an intolerant man utterly unused to opposition, his face empurpled. his fore head dripping and his hands ruthlessly pounding the back of the chair. but this straight question stripped him sud denly of gesture and left him standing limp and still before her. pale splotches beginning to show on his hot cheeks.
 If you knew. why did you do it!'' she repeated. You wrote me that my income was from dividends, and knew and thought nothing about it. but If the stock which came to me was worthless how could it pay dividends?'
 Tt did not" he answered huskily. "That distillery stock. I tell you. isn't worth the matches to burn it."
 But there has been no difference fin mJ income" she persisted steadily "why: Can you explain that to me?
 "Yes; I can." he replied. And il seemed to her that he spoke with a pallid and bitter desperation, Ike a man driven to the wall. "I can if you think you want 10 know"
 T dc.'
 "I sent it.-
 Do you mean from your own
 "T mean if was my own money
 She had not taken her eyes from his which met hers straightly and angrily and at this she leaned forward, gazing at him with profound scrutiny.
 "why did you send it:" she asked
 Charity" he answered after pslfa Lle hesitation.
 Her eyes widened. and she leaned back against the lintel Of the door staring at him increduIously. Char ltyr' she echoed in c whisper.
 Perhaps he mistOok her amazemeni at his performance for disnay caused by the sense of her own position. for as she seemed to weaken before him the strength of his own habit of doni nance came back to him Charity, madam-' he broke out, shouting intol erably. Charity. dye hear: I was friend of the man that made the money you and your grandfather squanlered; I was q friend of Jonas Tabor. I say That's why was willing to support you for a year and over rather than let niece of his suffer
 Suffer she cried Support You sent me a hundred thousand