Bisbee daily review., 1908-03-15

E&AiLFS& haps, recalled in an idle moment EGTSE Maxwell shut the book which he ~E had been reading, and he gave a II H1E low sigh, which the woman heard for an that it was 50 quickly sup
 pressed, 90 hastily checked. He
 got up from his chair, and walked across the length of the hotel sitting room-a tall man, powerfully built, with face ths. had something noble in it. The grave expression which rested upon it now softened at once into tenderness when he reached her side.
 Rose, won't you tell me what was in that let terr
 He spoke m low tones hi. eyes bent upon her face, with rather sad light in their depths-s light that difficult te read. Her face had changed, its delicate pink deepening into nerv- GUS flush.
 ''what letter do you meant'
 Her question was put in a rather shslky voice; those eyes which Maxwell Denison had worship ped for their steadiness and truth were waverins now, and surely they had lost their look of can dor, of ehidike innocence.
 'The letter you were reading when I came into the room, that letter which came by hand. I met . waiter with 1t and sent him on to you. Rose, your eyes were wet when entered this room you were weeping. What sorrow have you, oh, my desrest-what sorrow that is secret from nne?"
 Her face had melted, for . rnoment-a touch of exquisite feeling rested upon 1t like bloom. But now it passed slowly away, and with its that warm emotional color that spoke of heart stir red She looked cold again, woman of snow. There was nothing in IL that I wish so tell anyone"
 sbe spok. in level tones but there was a quiv- CT of her lips which the man did not observe-s culver of pain.
 Maxwell said nothing for moment, but s Quick flame of light came into his eyes, and his face altered, too, hardening hers had done:
 She picked up the pen st her side and began Co examine it with minute eare. her mind spPar- ently absorbed In the task, when suddenly she felt her hands caught in 6 close grip, and her husband stood over her.
 Rose you do not love mel" There was challenge as well sad conviction in the words
 'Iove you?' She spoke in that same strange bargain between us" She drew her hands away from bis and let them drop to her side.
 "Rose!" He gazed at her with strangely stern expression. '1 do not understand you, h. vent on, slowly. Bargain? Bargain betweeI you and mel What bargain do you mean, whs bargain should there be, except one of love, i that is . bargain
 She looked back at him with eyes that wsr searching his face, eyes that had smszement II them
 fDid you not bargain with my uncle for n. marriage with yous Was not bought, slave in an Eastern market for sum of money money that helped my uncle to tide over threat ened financial ruin-ruin that would have dis graced him?'
 She spoke in reproaehful tones. It was crue of him to force her to speak words that were s self-humiliating
 "Rose!" He uttered her name in strsngle voice. His face had lost ali color. His eye stared at her blankly blind pain dsrkenins then His strong hands were clenched, if clawin upon some viper that had started up before hin some noisome reptile striking at his hfe- B yond that one word be stood silent, torn by ernC