The Breckenridge news. (Cloverport, Ky.) 1876-1955, 1908-10-07

IL was not until the butler admitted
other callers that she found the cour-
age to turn her eyes toward the draw
ing room. Although she succeeded In
hiding the fact, it was difficult to APP
proach and greet James Bansemer with
the naturalness of the unsuspecting.
His manner was beyond reproach, and
yet for the first time she saw the real
light in his black eyes. She talked to
him as If nothing had happened to
make her dlstrustful, but no self con-
troll In the world could have checked
the growth of that remorseless thing
called suspicion. For her own sake,
for her mothers, for Graydon's, she
tried to put 1t down. Instead it grew
greater and stronger as she looked into
his eyes, for in them she saw the light
that heretofore had escaped her notice.
And this was the father Of the man
whom she was to marry, the one whom
she loved with all her heart and soul!
This the man who would degrade her
own mother! Her mother-she looked
1t her with a new question In her eyes.
Half a dozen people came and went.
James Bansemer was the last to leave.
He met the girls tense, inquiring look
from time to time, but he could not
have felt its meaning. There was
nothing in her voice which might have
warned him, although it sounded strain
ed and without warmth on her own
ears. In spite of herself she wondered
how he would act in saying goodby to
her mother. Although she tried with
all the might of her will to look away.
she could not take her eyes from the
pair as Bansemer arose to depart.
His manner was most circumspect.
The hand clasp was brief, even formal,
and there was no look in his eyes to
indicate the presence Of anything but
the most casual emotions. After his
departure Mrs. Gable turned to Jane
and complained of frightful headache
and went to her room to lie down for
awhile before dinner. James gaze fol-
lowed her steadily as she assembled the
stairs. Then she walked to the win
dow and looked out upon the street. a
hundred perplexities in her mind.
Her father was standing in the mid
die of the sidewalk, looking down the
darkening street. His cab was turn
ing the corner below, showing that he
had been standing there for longer
than minute. she watched him with
interest. What had happened in the
street to hold his interest so closely?
1t was Jane who opened the door and
let him in. AS she kissed his cold
cheek she noticed the frown on his
brow and caught the strange CLEAN in
his eyes. His greeting was less warm
than usual, and he went to his room
upstairs without removing his hat or
coat below. But not before he sent a
quick, keen glance about the drawing
room to find If James Bansemer had
been the single visitor of the after
noon.
where is your motherT he asked
from the stairs, without looking back.
'She has just gone to her ROOM"
Jane replied, q chill shooting through
her veins. Some strange, unnatural
impulse compelled her to add, as If
the explanation were just and neces-
sary, 1--WE have had a lot of people in
drinking tea, and mother has a head
ache"
She watched him ascend the steps
and turn into his smoking room. The
door closed sharply, and a wave of in
applicable relief rushed over her. Her
hands were cold. She went to the fire.
place and held them out to the blaze.
Her ears were alert for sounds from
above-alert with a strange fear which
choked her with it's persistence. She
dreaded the opening of her fathers
door and his footsteps as they crossed
to her mothers room. She waited for
these sounds, minute after minute, but
they did, not come. The fire would
not give warmth to her hands; the chill
seemed to spread. In her new con-
seriousness she felt that a tragedy was
just begun.