Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1907-02-24

Miss Wlnstanley, seated alone upon a mar
BILE bench in niche of glossy green. wip-
ing tears out OF her eyes, like naughty
dryad put in a corner for punishment
AT the same moment, ascending the hill
from the town, came another young man,
whose destination also was the orange walk,
where Posey sat disconeolate. John Glynn.
finding at the last moment In New. York
that he could get a quick passage to Genoa
by an ocean greyhound put On for an occa-
sion. had returned to Europe several days
before he was expected, and neglecting to
wire from Genoa. expected to take his
from the station. entering the villa grounds
from the lower gate. 1t seemed to him
something queer was inspiring the forces OF
nature that afternoon. A strange. weird.
sunshine wind to provoke and condone
any act of nervous irritabilfty. Glynn felt
glad to take refuge from its fury by paus-
ing under great eucalyptus at the foot
of the garden and resting there awhile.
All during his quick eight days passage
across the southern route Of the Atlantic
he had been alternately drawn and re-
PEELED by the consideration Of his forth
coming marriage. At the idea of his bene-
factor. the maker of his fortunes. the dear
confiding old man whom he could never
repay for benefits conferred. he felt ready
to march up to the church door and sur
render himself to Posey without look
behind. But 1t was different when the
reverie centered upon the young girl whose
Innocent thoughts were translated into
words as fast as her impulse gave them
succeeded each other like ripples on q
summer sea; he wondered II he had right
to make Of her an unloved wife.
For since that fateful hour when he had
sat close to Helen in the railway train. and
since their meeting at the wayside chapel
on the hill. their hearts pulsing together.
their thoughts yearning each toward the
other, stern resolve forcing them apart, he
n would
love Helen had not made 1t any better with
him, as far as the only woman he had
ever desired to marry was concerned.
Absence from her. voyage to and from
America, tough work which he had sur
mounted successfully, negotiation so
skillfully concluded that it had saved Mr..
Winstanley grave loss. none OF these cir
cumstances had lessened his passionate
yearning for her whom he had first held
in his arms and kissed as his future wife.
When, after one of these outbufstS OF feel
ing for Helen, he thought of Posey. 1t was
always with keen shame and abiding pity:
1t did not seem to him that he was playing
fair''-and yet, here he was, back again
at Cannes. the day Of the wedding was
shortly to be set, and, as Posey's hus-
band, he was to enter upon career in his
native country. the breadth and magnitude
of which would surpass the fondest dreams
of his ambitious boyhood.
So strong had been the current of In
clination turning him from his destined
way that he had actually come afoot from
the station, and sent his belongings by a
cab, rather than expedite his progress to
Refine des Fees by driving. He had no
idea that Helen hal become temporary
inmate of the establishment. His one letter
received from Posey during his swift run
home had described her friend as having
sailed away on the Sans Peur," in COM
pany with that utterly odious Mrs. Car
stairs" and looking so sad and spiritless
it wrung ones heart to see her"
Helen in Naples or Sicily, even If he knew
her to be far from happy, was better than
Helen in Cannes, looking on at his wedding
with Posey!
If Glynn could have suspected that at the
identical moment. when he was sitting I'M
der the eucalyptus tree trying to screw his
courage to pushing boldly up the hill. Miss
Carstairs was at the writing table in her
room, inditing with hot hands and desper-
ate resolve a lettereto Mariol, telling him
she would be his wife!
But he dreamed of none of the threads of
Destiny weaving together that day and
f}Sar while the mistral blew fiercely around
villa RENE des Fees. He only thought he
would tarry a little while longer, his legs
and spirits feeling weighted as If with
lead, before announcing himself at the
house, the hero of the HAPPY event to
come.
third unexpected visitor to the garden
now also advanced from the direction Of
Villa Julia, and moved furtively behind the
hedges toward the Triton fountain.
AS Ruby had found herself in the lane
about to get into her carriage, with Rosa
in attendance. she had caught sight of
his evident destination the gilded iron grille
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