The pioneer express. [volume] (Pembina, Dakota [N.D.]) 1883-1928, 1907-05-03

mother both desired that it should
take place in the fashionable church
where they worshiped, but they yielded
to the wishes of Mr.. Trevlyn. He de-
served some Difference, Mrs. Lee de-
clared. for having behaved so hand
somely. His presents to his bride
were superb. A set of diamonds, that
were little fortune in themselves, and
settlement Of three thousand year
pin money. The brown stone house
was furnished, and there was no more
elegant establishment in the city.
Trevlyn House, the fine old residence
Of the la.e John Trevlyn, was closed.
Only the old butler and his wife re-
NAMED in the back wing. to air the
rooms occasionally, and keep the moths
out of the upholstery. For some rea-
son, unexplained to himself, Archer
never took his wife there. Perhaps the
quiet rooms too forcibly reminded him
of the woman he had loved and lost.
Alexandrines ambition was satisfied.
At last she was the wife of a man
whose love and admiration she had
coveted since her first acquaintance
with him. From her heart she believed
him guilty Of the murder of Paul Lin
mere; but in spite of it, she had mar
ried him. She loved him intensely
enough to pardon even that heinpus
crime.
Her husbands admiration Alexan-
drine possessed, but she soon came to
realize that he had told her the truth,
when he said his heart was buried too
deep to know resurrection. He was
kind to her-very gentle, and kind,
and generous-for 1t. was not in Ar
cher Trevlyn's nature to be unkind to
anything-and he felt that he owed her
all respect and attention, in return for
her love. Her every wish was graf
flied. Horses, carriages, servants, dress,
waited her command, but not what she
craved for more than all-his love.
He never kissed her, never took her
hands in his, or held her to him when
he said good-by, as he frequently did,
for several days absence on matters
Of business. He never called her AL
exandrine-it was always Mrs. Trev-
Ign; and through the long winter eve
nings, when they were not at some ball
or party, and sat by their splendid
Preside, he never put his head in her
lap and let her soft fingers caress his
hair, as she had seen other husbands
do.
In September Louis Castrani again
appeared in New York society. His
appearance revived the old story of his
devotion to Margaret Harrison, and
people began to wonder why she had
staid away from home so long.
AS soon as he heard of Castrani's ar
rival Archer Trevlyn sought him out.
He thought he had right to know Il
his suspicious touching Margie were
correct.
Castrani received him coldly but
courteously. Trevlyn was not to be re-
PEELED. but went to the point at once
"Mr. Castrani." he said. II believe
I have to deal with q man Of honor,
and trust that you will Do me the ia
vor OF answering the questions may
ask, frankly
Il shall be happy 70 answer any IN
quiries which Mr.. T5evlyn may pro-
pound, provided they are not imper-
tineot," replied Castrani haughtily.
Trevlyn hesitated. He dreaded to
have his suspicious confirmed. and he
feared that II this man spoke the truth
such would be the case. NJ.
= am listening, Mr.. Trevlyn.' said
Castrani.. So 8. Il III \
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