Martinsburg herald. [volume] (Martinsburg, W. Va.) 1881-1920, 1908-10-24

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coiIoquy between Herman and MiIlar.
lie tried to speak to Olga. but could
not catch her eye. She seemed to wish
10 avoid him. She watched her Cd
portunity, however, and managed to
whisper to MilIar:
Il want to speak to you alone"
Millar brought his subtlety into in
slant play. Turning to Herman. he
asked:
by the way, have you seen the
sketch Of madame Karl made yester-
day? 1t is atrociously bad"
mo. Where is 1t? / would like TO
see IT." Herman cried eagerly.
1T Is In the studio" Millar said.
you must show it to me, Karl" Her
man said, walking toward the studio
door with the young artist. IL am
sorry you didn't start on the picture to-
day, but | suppose 1t can't be helped.
What In the world were you talking
about all that timer
AS they went out talking Olga fol-
lowed slowly. AS she passed MiIlar
he said.
Il will await you here"
Olga went with Karl and her hus-
band. She had hardly left the room
when the door from the hall opened
and Mini entered. As Millar turned
toward her with his ironical bow she
drew back, affrighted.
"Oh, excuse mey' she murmured.
You wish to see the artist" Millar
said.
Eyes, please"
He walked over. took her by the
shoulders and coolly pushed her
through the door into the hall.
Wait there, my DEAR" he said. HE
is engaged just now"
Then he turned to meet Olga, who
entered suddenly, looking suspiciously
around the room.
Il thought l heard a woman's voice."
she exclaimed.
"The scrubwoman. l sent her away"
Millar explained.
Il wanted to speak with you alone"
Olga began, turning toward him and
speaking very earnestly, sin order to
tell YOU
THAT is not true" Millar interrupt
ed her c~ynically.
what is not true?"
What you wanted to tell me-" he
said, with exasperating suavity. you
really want to talk with me because
you regret that my sermon was inter
rupted by Mr.. Moneybags."
mo, no.. ] simply want to tell you
the TRUTH she protested.
you may want to tell the truth,
but you never do. I might believe you
IL you told me you were not telling
the truth"
Must l think and speak as you
wish?" she cried desperately.
mo, not yet. What may I do for
you, madame?'
"Please do not come tonight" she
implored.
Millar smiled d~eprecatingly. She
went on rapidly, speaking in a low
tone that she might not be overheard
by Herman and Karl.
II an myself again-a happy, duti-
full wife. Your frivolous morals hurt
me. Your words. your thoughts. your
| sinister influence that seems to force
me against my will, brighten me. !
| must confess that | had become inter
ested in your horrible sermon when,
thank God. my good husband rang the
bell and put an end to it. He came in
| at the proper moment"
Eyes, as an object lesson" Millar
sneered. 81 observed you closely. We
three were beginning to understand
one another when he came in"
won't you drop the subject?' Olga
asked.
"Are you afraid of 1T"
"No.' she answered coldly. "but
please don't come tonight"
Millar bowed deeply, as If granting
her request. but he replied coolly:
II shall come"
"And If my husband asks you not
to conner
"He will ask me to come"
"And il | should ask you in the pres
ence of my husband not to conner
IL will agree TO this, madame" Mil
lar said, looking at her, with amuse-
ment. IF you do not ask me In the
presence of your husband to come to-
night / will not come. Is that fairT"
eyes. That is more than fair. 1t is
the first really nice thing you have
said" Olga said, greatly relieved. .
She wanted to be rid of this terribly
sinister influence, to be out of reach of
the being who seemed to compel her
thoughts to link her present with the
past. She wished to feel again the
sweet, wholesome purpose that had in
spired her yesterday, to go ahead with
her unselfsh plans for Karl's future.
Now that he had given his promise
she was eager to be away, and as
Karl and Herman entered she sug-
gested to her husband that 1t was time
to go.
"Yes. Put on your coat" Herman
said, turning to talk to Millar, whom
he found interesting. Karl helped Olga
on with her coat and tho fnuch of a.