The Richmond palladium and sun-telegram. [volume] (Richmond, Ind.) 1907-1939, 1907-06-16

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she calls him Philip" thought Mrs. otway; y
should be hopeful If she had said Phil
However,.
vivien soon re-entered the drawing-room. fol-
lowed by the sallow man of forty-ave He was
well-bfed, rather plain, somewhat melancholy, ana
logged Mrs otway thought the girl fortunate in
having secured such a fance-by every Indication
born TO make a devoted husband and father.
II an expecting an agent every minute said
Vivien, glibly; so will you show Mrs otway the
Square while 1 see him? He won't stay long
Bembridge could but say that he would be too
happy walk with Mrs. otway in the garden.
This is kind of you.' said the actress. when
Bembridge had led her TO some chairs, under tree
Let talk about that dear, clever child. Must
Bembridga's countenance lit up:
II hate the whole business" said he: Il wish to
goodness | could take her away from IL ALL
Cant manage to do that?" said Mrs. Otway
and they began to consider the
CHAPTER VI
her hat-Paget preferred her hatless, he ad-
mired her brow and the shape of her head-before
Paget himself was announced. The sight of his
wifes brougham being driven slowly up and down
the Crescent had given him many misgivings. But
he knew she had number of acquaintances, and
he inferred that she was calling on some one in
that street. That she could be calling Vivien
suspicion which never occurred him. Still.
the coincidence had disturbed his temper and. as
he was shown into the drawing-room. Viven's
semblance TO Cara struck him for the first time.
sGood Lord,' he thought; now ] know why
seem to know her we'll She's a dark. thin.
white, immature Cara The shock of this discov
cry took away his breath and his presence of mind.
TIe stood gazing at Vivien though she a
ghost.
What is the matter with me?" she asked.
II have found out-you are the image-in some
amazing way--of woman / know--a blonde,
utterly different woman with pink cheeks and blue
eyes"
.'You mean Mrs Otway?"
He startled to reply.
Ever ,, one ; says look Like Mrs otway said
that before? And 1T isn't surprising We
sisters
.'Merciful Heavens,"
The human countenance can be so swept by GER
tain inner emotions that it becomes blank Paget
face really seemed o fade before the girls eyes
and she aware only of most unhappy presence
what is the natter" she asked again almost in
1T is dreadful" he said; too dreadful, o. I
am sorry. I'm so mortay. bitterly sorry can
never forgive myself. But It's the fault OF the
type
'.The type" he repeated
She paused a moment before replying
You say that as though was nothing at ALL and
you didn't love any more
Don't try to make me explain Forget all about
me. I'll go on loving you, but must never
you again.
The girl had spent her whole life among men and
women of the artistic temperament She
thought them mad, and she accepted their vagaries
as calmly as the Philistines accept false sentiment
Nevertheless, she fixed her dark yearning eyes
his and said, with sob:
ITS extreme to part forever just because
There other reasons
She shrugged her shoulders:
You have got some idea your nerves"
'.No-its more serious than any idea. Good-by.
dear little girl Sweet little Vivien.'
But she brushed away her tears:
you're heartless, you wouldn't sacrifice
for the sake of fad l must say what think
Al, All the same you made yourself quite i'll You
look nalf-dead. / asked Mrs Otway to walt and
His jaw fell:
rs she here?"
Yes; in the Square. I'll call her up. She
knows you with me-
Before he could stop her. she moved the win
dow and beckoned to the pair in the garden.
Il don't want TO her he exclaimed. when he
could trust his voice. she's the last person want
at this moment
She's my sister, and you've got to her." said
Vivien II won't be treated in this finland, casual
way You must make ii seem though I had
broken with That's only gentlemanly."
But don't you understand. won't you?"
Il can't pretend to understand. STILL you must
let self-respect.
Mrs. Otway entered the room. She was paer
and yet more merry than usual
All it is Mr.. Paget,' said she, holding out her
hand; I'VE rarely meet nowadays
Il vas thinking said Vivien that you could
give him lift in your carriage. He's got a
headache
She had forgotten Bembridge till his form
doomed behind Mrs. otway's in the doorway Mrs
Otwav was all graciousness and concern for Mr.
Pagets headache. Before he could realize the
difficulty the inconceivability. the desperation OF
the situation, he was sitting by Cara's side in heI
How much does that poor little thing know % he
whispered. at last.
Nothing said Cara
Who tell her?n
Mr.. Bembridge"
This reply reused him from the torpor of hh
humiliation.
Who is Bembridge?.'
The man. said Mrs Otway. who has beer
waiting to marry her for nearly five years Ru,
he won't tell her till they married"
Mrs. Otway, who had heart OF tender kindness
nodded her head and looked away from the sufYere,
of the window.
How she deceived me- he said with indfSns
ton
Even then Mrs Otway never smiled sh.
touched his han1 lightly and glanced the sunset
What one expect" she asked. from humar
nature? 1t hurts everybody .sss.