The Prince George's enquirer and southern Maryland advertiser. (Upper Marlborough, Md.) 1882-1925, 1910-02-25

You are not the sort of woman te

Beaufort said. "And then, there is
| your sister SO near at hand. You
must try to forget the little accident
that has disgusted you, Carry. Think
of the pleasure of having Edith so
near at hand, and that excellent rel-
low John-though he's too much of
an M. P"
1t was with purpose that Beaufort
| laughed, with that gentle and friend
| ty ridicule of his hrnther-in-law. to
carry her thoughts away from the
| accident-from Toms escapade,
which he thought was the foundation
she say more? She did not, could
not, tell him that Toms look had re-
minded her of another, and that Tor
rance himself, standing in full length
in the hall, claiming it's sovereignty.
! master of all that was within, kept
, the miseries of her past life and her
! unsatisfied heart too terribly before
her. Of that she could say nothing
/ to her husband, nor of Janet's rebel
| lion, nor above ALL of what was in
! tolerable in Edith's gentle society. the
sense of her superior happiness. her
pity for poor Garry! He might have
/ OWNED what it was which made the
house intolerable to her; but if he
did not, how could she say it? Thus
Lady Car gradually achieved the
| power of living on, of smiling upon
! all who surrounded her, with some
thing which nobody comprehended in
her eyes, but which some few people
were vaguely aware of, though they
| comprehended it not.
Poor Carry" Lady Edith said. in
| the very tone which Lady Car heard
In her heart. but it was said in John
/ Erskine's library at Dalmylian, with
the windows closed, five miles away
! why poor Carry?" asked her hus-
! oand; "if you were to ask her, she
would say she was happy woman,
| happy beyond anything she could
have hoped. When I think of her
with that brute Torra1ce-where she
| is now, but in such different circum-
stances
"Oh, John the circumstances are
different; Edward is very nice,
| but"
But WHAT"
| Garry is not like you and me-"
said Edith, shaking her head
mo, perhaps so much the better
Tor US. She is fanciful and poetical
and nervous, not easy to satisfy; but
the comparison-must be like heaven
| after hades."
~ Edith continued to shake her head,
| but said no more. What was there
20 say? She could not perhaps have
put it into words had she tried, and
| get John to understand tia man
immersed in public business, fearing
that soon he should need a private
secretary, which was an expense quite
unjustified by his means. She patted
! him on the shoulder as she stood be-
| hind his chair, and said: Poor John,
have you all these letters to answer?"
Every one," he said, with a laugh
You are in compassionate humor
| to-day. Suppose you answer a few of
them for me instead of saying poor
| John"
This was so easy! If she had not
| been so busy with the children she
was the best of private secretaries!
| Alas. there was nothing to be done
| for poor Carry in the same simple
! way. Nor in any way, Edith reflected,
| as she sat down at her husbands
/ taole-a sympathetic sister must not
| even venture to show that she is COM
passionate. She must conceal the
consciousness of his fathers look in
| Tom Torrence's face. and of the fact
| that Beaufort's book had never been
written, and that his name was alto
gether unknown to the world save as
that of Lady Caroline Torrance's Sec
ond husband. Oh, poor Garry! Edith
said again. But this time only in the
depths of her own heart, not to John.
The only other person who saw the
| change in Lady Cars look was Janet
who had defied her mother. The girl
was in high rebellion still She spent
! her life as much as she could with
Tom, seconding powerfully, without
being aware of it, the watchful super.
vision of Beaufort, who, if he had
| failed her in so many respects, was
| anXiously and zealously acting for
| Lady Car in her sons interests. Janet
| seized upon her brother on every oc.
! casion when it was possible. She
| managed to ride with him, to walk
with him, to occupy his attention as
nobody else could have done. 1t il
true that Tom had no delicacy on the
| subject of Janet, and sent her away
~
bored him without the least hesita.
| ton; but in her vehemence and pas.
| sion she did not bore him for the
| short period of his holidays which
| GemainGd She had told him of her
| rebellion with a thrill of excitement
| which shook her from head to foot.
| The crisis was the greatest that had
ever happened in her life. She could
| not forget it. not a word that had
passed nor a look. Tom had Contem-
plated her with an admiration min
| gled with alarm when he first heard
| the tale of her exploit. You checked
| mother" He had scarcely done more
| the master of all. And Janet was
only a little girl of no account at all.
| But her fervor, her passion seized
hold upon him, and as it occupied
herself in the Overwhelming way with
which a family conflict occupies the
mind, Janet became as the master OF
an exciting find to Tom. They
watched their mothers looks and
every word she said all in the light of
| that encounter. Neither of them was
| capable of believing that it had
passed from Lady Cars mind, while
| still they dwelt upon it, making it
| the theme of long conversations.
Il say. do YOU think she'll say any