Los Angeles herald., 1908-04-26

door looking exceedingly sleepy, the excited Ger
exclaimed
"It is found! It is mine! At last is my search
rewarded / have found my Iona in the life
The singer is and is broken-hearted; for
between you and and in your ear friend EN-
roy, there is child who dies-and there is no
father"
The smile with which Clark Emroy had greeted
his friend died away and his face blanched in
unaccountable manner Leaning forward he
seized the wrist of the eXulting German with
grasp which caused the latter to vince with pain
"Tell again!" he commanded hoarsely be-
tween set teeth don't you ask me any questions
but just tell me all you know about her-this
brokenhearted singer of yours. What does she
look like? And the child! What of the child?"
81 know nothing save that l have heard" re-
piled Won Orr, strongly in doubt as to his friends
sanity, "and that is not much. Madame (and
ah, she is very beautifully has an engagement with
the manager of the Arnett; but he says she wants
to cancel it her child is taken suddenly ills
feared to be dying I said to the man, But If
the child die what then? Will she still sing?
and the manager he smiled and replied to me that
she like the all Americans, no husband and
the living to make. What! you going out and
in the rain friend Emroy? Well, we'll, you are
queer!"
With his hand ON the knob, Emroy turned to
Won Orr.
"Stay where you are in my rooms tonight, old
man; I'm away on business. Telegram, you know.
See you tomorrow" and slamming the door be-
hind him, he left the room and the wondering
Won Orr who proceeded to make himself COM
Portable in his friends discarded dressing Jacket
and slippers and to- ponder deeply over the crank
sms of Americans in general and Emroy in par
ticular.
Ordering cab, Emroy driven to the ad-
dress given him by Won Orr. A slatternly landlady
opened the door at his imperative ring and in
formed him that the lady has sang was hin the
room to the right" Going to- the designated door
he raped gently and in agony of suspense
awaited its opening
After several moments he raped again, this time
a trife louder. There was slight movement in
the room, then the door opened quietly and the
beautiful woman of the music hall stood upon the
threshold. A white wrapper open at neck and
of her hair had partly escaped from their fasten-
ing and the dark eyes showed heavy and sad from
the wanness of her face
At sight of Emroy she stood for moment
like one suddenly turned to stone. Then with
world of unutterabe longing in her voice. she
swayed toward him.
Clark oh Clark"
Nearly pale herself Emroy stepped into
the room, and, closing the door behind him to
shut out the inquisitive gaze of the landlady, he
took her into his arms. For moment he held
her in silence, then turning her face upward
toward his own he said in low voice, such as
one would in speaking to tired child:
eyes, Margaret I've come. Poor girl, do you
want now?"
"Want youi" she answered in tone tense with
it's depth of feeling "I have always wanted you
Oh darling, you, will you forgive me for allow
ing my false ambition to come between us? Will you
dare to take me back again and trust me after
all the suffering have caused you. If you only
will, Clark, l will be good. l will do every
thing in my power to make you happy. I will
be perfectly content to be nothing save-your
wife. Will you try me once more. Clarke"
"Will II" he answered, and their lips met in
long kiss.
"But Heen?" he asked suddenly, though in
the sweetness of that moment he had forgotten
all else, Don't tell me, Margaret, that she is
dying!"
"thera has been a great change for the better.