The Dolores star., 1910-03-18
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CHAPTER I.-Busii Tempest, xorid's
greatest novelist and poet. refusing to b
further honixed shuts himself up IN cra.
ven. his country home. His gloomy pnedi-
tations are broken by his housekeeper
who has disobeyed his orders not to ad-
init any one to the house. The visitor 10
Lucy Carew. an American. who has come
70 England to write q study Of the au-
thor. but most Of all to get n synopsis
OF his new suite of poems. having been
promised a good position with a maya
sine II successful. Tempest. In anger. de-
clares he will write no more. and asks
her to 60: After Lucy departs Tempest
rspents Of his rudeness In sending her
her, but she refuses to return to Craven
with him. and takes lodging In a cottage.
Next morning Lucy receives q note from
Offering to assist her in writing her @ es.
say. Tempest dictates to Lucy. who liz.
tens spellbound as she writes.
CHAPTER H.-Tempest calls at the cot
taSe and discovers that Lucy has left to
take train for London. He overtakes
her and induces her to remain over a day
or two and read the manuscript to him
He invites her to dine with him. She de-
clines, but says she will call the follow
Ing day.
CHAPTER III.-Angry and disappoint-
ed. Tempest goes TO London. He asks
Lady Ormond. with whom his name has
been linked. to leave her husband and go
ytth him. promising to marry her when
Orlnond divorces her. She insists on the
divorce first. Tempest says "Good-sy-
no respite." and departs for Craven.
How enormously kind-how friend
~ Of you-to wait. I stopped at the
Ramsdills' In real dread for fear you
had gone OF somewhere. do you
know? And to find you here waiting
for me-"
He did not remove his eyes from
her. the intensity Of his look. his TAX
ing In. as II were. Of every line Of her
face. his possessive absorption Of her.
made her redden painfully. and her
commonplace words OF greeting
stopped on her lips.
There seemed between them already
an intimacy which had In her mind
no excuse for being. She had . feel.
ing Of knowing him absolutely ~ she
stood for the short space Of a mo-
ment under his eager eyes. Furnished
already with the little story Of his
boyhood. she had an advantage over
him. Women understand men far bet.
ter than men understand them. and
she saw that no matter what he had
restless. and that he was glad to be
back and to hnd her there. He went
over to the window and. unfastening
II, stepped out and called back to her
to follow him.
There are Just three roses here-l
want you to gather them" He held
back the stems that she might pluck
close down and not hurt her hands
with the thorns. Miss Carew picked
three tea-roses In tull bloom and came
back to the morning room with them
In her hand.
III ! tell you am not In q working.
mood. you will desert me?" he asked.
II came" she said. quietly. ito read
what wrote out yesterday" She did
not finish otherwise I have no reason
To remain" but he felt II on her
tongue and hurried:
You shall read mean II you will
be 40 kind. The fire here In too good
to leave. ru fetch the manuscript
and well have tea here
mo tea. thanks--for me-"
"Why not?"
He was at the door.
'.Tm not hungry-fd rather not"
But I'd rather" he said, laughing:
you forget my long fast and ride"
Another intimate little meal here
alone with Mr.. Tempest she felt she
must not, and did not wish to. enjoy
but she had no choice. He returned
In . few moments with his sheets Of
manuscript. and tea followed.
Miss Carew made Il this time and
served II from the most lovely china
her hands had ever touched; egg.
shaped cups with golden Ms upon
them. Tempest on the divan near
watched her with the intentness that
was growing bearnble because she de.
termined that Il must be habit and not
personal TO herself
"You like the china!" he asked.
1T goes with the room. What do
you think Of ~ The room, ] mean"
1T seems to me-" she said. bravely.
"that Il IL not Craven. since you ask
me. II 10 foreign, ~ though II were
. mood. = passing fancy: Of course. II
10 perfection Of its kind. and . perfect
kind for certain parts Of Paris. but
here. charming ~ Il II. ] am not at
home In H."
Tempest ate his toast and drank
his tea without remark. and she ven.
tured to ask:
DO you. yourself. like it'''
n like IT, be said slowly. for what
Il has made me forget" Hc believed
Ais words to be enigmatical 10 her.
asl she. guilty at what she thought
So knsw and could reed into thsm.
took sp the ,nanr sript from the sofa
q his st4s and without preamble b.