The Detroit times., 1908-06-17

deal together. and as Monte Carlo is
the happy hunting ground-so We are
told-of certain darkcomplexioned
Purveyor OF Mischief. their Intimacy
gradually became a fruitful topia OF
conversation.
George Lisle. apparently uncon-
scious OF what was going on. mean
while pursued his-way- seFeiiely TuHtl
Juliets whole being became possessed
with a madjening sense OF impotent
wrath as all her EFFORTS to rouse her
husband into display OF jealousy
proved unavailing: aud the more so
as she became aware of the fact that
there were plenty OF women. young
and charming as herself who found
the society OF the handsome. clever
baronet decidedly attractive.
You have quite forgiven my lapse
OF good manners. | hope. Juliet" ask
ed Stephen one evening. as the two
stood together in the moonlight on
the terrace after dinner. looking out
over the most beautiful sea In the
world.
Lady Iisle was watching her hus-
band. who stood at little distance.
the center of gay group She was
MS SAdlWhIl Hkult, MS easy
carriage. even the sprinkling of sill
yer In his hair. II was with little
impatient sigh that she replied:
"Of course have. knew you were
only talking nonsense
A light laugh came from the group
around George Isle. A very pretty
woman. exQuisitely gowned in white
and silver. had her hand Familiarity
resting on his arm, which she tapped
every now and then with her fan. He
was looking down at her admiringly.
stephen Joyce noted the intenseness
Of his companions gaze. and said,
laughingly;
"Old George is enjoying himself.
isn't he9 Quite wakened up at last.
| He's having desperate Irritation.
Charming woman. the Baroness Dink-
eistein. and the most out-and-out CO
Quette living Isle seems regularly
smitten."
He does" answered Isles wife.
bitterly.
Il always knew be would go the
pace II he once got regularly reused
up" went on stephen. lightly; come
along. Juliet. there is the most de-
lightful seat down among the trees
yonder: or do you want To stay and
keep watchful eye on the recreant
| husband?"
I Don't be an IDIOT" She answered.
| shortly Her heart was throbbing
\ hercely with some sentiment 10 which
she declined TO give name. even TO
herself: her hands twitched nervously.
| the savage instinct OF the primitive
woman was awake within her, and
she would have liked 10 strike the
I fair face of that creature whose
hand was resting on her husbands
arm. She turned abruptly and fol-
lowed Stephen down the marble
\ steps.
| He held back the branches OF a
clump Of trees, showing a rustic seat
I'VE can have a delightful talk
here" he said, this is an ideal re-
treat"
Juliet swept In and sat down impa-
tiently. Her eyes were clouded, her
lace scarf trailed unheedej on the
ground. Stephen Joyce glanced at
her with an evil smile lurking under
/ his heavy mustache.
Well. Juliet. confess that | was
right"
AhA6hNs oht QdtilCu, NOO InuCu
sorbed in her own thoughts TO pay
much attention TO him.
Yes, How much do you suppose
the inestimable husband cares for his
wife, when he leaves her to her own
devices while he fiirts with another
woman"
IF you are talking OF George"-be-
gan Juliet, rousing herself from her
abstraction.
Il am. though upon my soul don't
kno why | should when there is some
thing far more interesting to talk
about How am I TO thank you for
your adorable kindness to a poor beg
gar, who only a fortnight ago thought
he had offended you beyond forgive
ness?"
"My-my-kindness? she stammer-
ed.
Confess. Juliet; confess. my little
cousin, whom | have loved all my
life long. that you realize now what
a mistake you made when you chose
for your husband the man who
80 "Oh, hush. How dare you?" cried
the girl. shrinking away from him.
You don't suppose that have let
you walk and talk TO me as have
done because liked doing II. do
your"
He had risen, and stood looking
down upon her
If you didn't mean me TO believe
that you cared for me, why did you
act as You have done?" he asked.
harshly.
"Because-because couldn't bear
people to hink--he-neglected me:
and | wanted to make him--jealous-
and show people that he really did"
she went on. incoherently. bursting
into tears, but going on as well as her
sobs would let her. II always bel,ev-
ed he did really care, but now"
She sat sobbing heart-brokenly: he
beside her.
Juliet. my darling" his voice was
vibrant with passion "let me take
you away from all this misery, Trust
your future TO me, the man who
adores you, Why should you trouble
yourself about a man who cares moth
Ing about yeay white here beside you
is"
Don't you think"-and George
Lisle parted the boughs and looked
composedly In upon the pair. that
the hour is little late. and this de-
lightful retreat little damp TO choose
for the propounding OF abstract ques-
tons? have brought your cloak. Ju-
liet," turning TO his wife, who had ris-
en- and stood speechlessly before him;
"a cool wind Is blowing
She was passive as he put the wrap
round her shoulders. though conscious
of a lingering tenderness in his touch: