The independent-reporter. [volume] (Skowhegan, Me.) 1909-1955, 1910-01-27

shis Irritation until the end OF biz
days"
"Aggy's had dozens Of men In love
with her really In love" he protested
feebly shes not
They've come and gone. and she's
still the same oil Agnes. and you're the
same old Dcppy I'm not thinking Of
you or .\rgv lt's Drisila Browne"
II SEQ. Thanks for the confidence
you have IL Agsy | dare say | know
how Drusilla feels rve-I've had a
bad turn or two myself lately, and
but never mind. BY the way. what
does Chase say about itT" he asked
suddenly.
She started and caught her breath.
"Mr. Chaser He-he hasn't said any
thing about 1t" she responded lamely.
"He's-he's not that sort"
All" reflected Deppingham, he Is a
gentleman
Genevra flushed Yes. I'm sure he
Is"
81 say, Genevra." he said, looking
straight into her rebellious eyes,
you're In love with Chase. Why don't
you marry himr'
"You-you are really delirious, Dep
py," she cried. THE fever has,
Hes go6 enough for any one
even YOU" went on his lordship coolly.
He may have wife," said she. col.
iecting her wits with rare swiftness.
ho oil nnnnu ~
Rubbish Haven't you stuffed Ag-
ey and me full of the things you
found out concerning him before he
left Thorberg, and afterward-the let
tiers from the ambassadors wife and
the glowing things your ST. Peters
burg friends have to say Of him, chi
Besides, he'd give his head to marry
you-having already lost It."
you are very amusing, Deppy,
when you try to be clever. Is there a
clause In that silly old will compelling
me to marry any onef"
"Of course not. my dear princess,
but fancy you've got will of your
own. Where there's a will there's
way. You'd marry him tomorrow If
IT,
IF I were not amply prepared to
contest my own willf' she supplied
airily.
mo; If your will was not wrapped
in convention three centuries old. You
won't marry Chase because you are
princess. I'm awfully sorry for you,
Genevra."
Sorry for me? Dear me!'
you're tremendously gone on him"
"Nonsense! Why. couldn't marry
Mr.. Chase" she exclaimed, irritable
at last Don't put such things into
my head-I mean don't get such things
into that ridiculous old head Of yours.
Are you forgetting that am to be-
come Karls wife In Junef You are
babbling. Deppy."
"Well, let's say no more about It,"
he said, lying back resignedly. ITS
too bad, that's all. Chase Is man.
Karl isn't. You loathe him. l don't
wonder that you turn pale and look
frightened. Take my advice-take
Chase"
"Don'tr she cried, break in her
voice. She arose and went swiftly
toward the window. Then she stopped
and turned upon him. her lips parted
as If to give utterance to the thing
that was stirring her heart so violent
ly. The words would not come. She
smiled plaintively and said instead:
"Good night Get a good Sleep"
"The same to you," he called fever
ishly.
"Deppy." she said firmly. red spot
In each cheek. her voice tense and
strained to a high pitch Of suppressed
decision, II shall marry Karl Brabetz.
That will be the end of your Mr..
Chase"
II hope So" be said. But Pm not
30 sure Of 1t II you continue to love
him as you do now"
She went out with her cheeks burn
ing and frightened stir In her heart.
Her thoughts raced back to Neenah's
airy prophecy.
How could she face the charge, I'm
not so sure Of it." unless she killed the
Indictment IF you love him as you
do now"
Lady Agnes and Browne passed by
without seeing her and entered the
window. She heard him say some
thing to his companion. softly. tender
ly-she knew not what 1t was. And
Lady Agnes laughed-yes. nervously.
All. but Agnes was playing! She was
not in love with this man. 1t was diff
ferent. 1t was not what Neenah
meant-nor Deppingham. honest friend
that he was.
Down below she heard voices. She
wondered-inconsistently alert-wheth-
er he was one Of the speakers. Thorn
as Saunders and Miss Pelham were
coming In from the terrace. They
were In love with each other! They