Willmar tribune. [volume] (Willmar, Minn.) 1895-1931, 1911-06-21


&C 9 a easily solved mystery, ~
dear returned Darlington dreamily.
Let 40 60 back at once. Jack. I am
very tired There was a constrained
note In Jeans voice now which Car,
rington noticed, yet he seemed to be.
enveloped In such haze Of delicious
langour that he felt little concerned
about the moods of his aancee. It was
silent party that rode back to the no.
tel. Jean Douglass said nothing to her
parents about the little adventure that
had befallen her in the desert. and Car.
rington seemed lost In abstraction.
my veil, Jack! Where Is my veil?"
Miss Douglass repeated the question
impatiently as they parted In the lobby
Of the hotel.
Darlington thrust hand In his peck
ct and drew forth silky, clinging mass
Of green cloud. Here It is," he said
dazedly.
She snatched it eagerly and turned
away, and as she did so Darlington
put hand to his head and stared
after her with a perplexed frown.
'She-she didn't say Good night" he
muttered.
Safe In her room, Jean examined the
green veil with eager intentness. It
was about two yards long, Of some
soft silken tissue in q bright, rich
shade Of green. About the edge were
bordered tiny seed pearls in a curious
pattern. An intoxicating perfume Of
altar Of roses stirred from the veil at
every movement the girl made as she
tried it on before the dressing table
"Jack acted SO hateful about It," she
thought pettishly. II believe he want
ed It for himself"
Several weeks later when the little
party had reached Chicago the Doug
lasses went one way and Jack Car
rington another, for since the night Of
their last day in Cairo an estrange-
ment had arisen between the lovers.
and all the tact and pleading Of anx-
1ous parents could not dissuade Jean
from the belief that her engagement
to Darlington was grave mistake.
The young man was wretched at the
unhappy outcome Of his love affair,
but he accepted Jeans ultimatum
without protest and for awhile disap-
peared from her world
Jean, apparently Indifferent to the
outcome Of her love affair, resumed
her place in the social world with her
usual zest, yet there was hard
brightness about her beauty now and
a strange GOODNESS in her manner to-
ward old friends. Not one could dis
cover the cause Of the change in her
demeanor, and perhaps the girl her
self would have found it difficult to
explain the reason why they all seem
ed so dull and tame and commonplace
to her, why the streets and the houses
seemed plain and dingy and life itself
80 hard and practical.
Then came the Mooreland ball, which
marked the end of the winter cam.
paign. It came in early May, when
even Chicago was awakened to the
glory Of the spring and Michigan ave.
nue. was vista of green shaver lawns
and gay with tulips and hyacinths.
Jack Darlington emerged from his
shell Of dependency for the evening
and watched with wistful eyes when
Jean appeared beside her mother ear
" in the evening. They talked will,
Mrs. Mooreland, and then Jean be-
came the center Of a throng Of eager
youths. Darlington did not approach
her, but he watched every movement
Of her 1.-THE young figure with hungry
eyes as she danced through the mum.
bers. She wore gown Of some silvery
green tissue, and about her shoulders
was draped scarf Of brighter green
woven with fine seed pearls. Once
she passed close to him, and q flying
end Of the scarf brushed his cheek, and
the scent of altar of roses was almost
overpowering. He turned away with
little SILVER and crossed the hall to
the library, where he threw himself
into huge chair before the fire and
gave himself up to solitude and despair
He tried to recollect some event OF
their last evening in Cairo that might
have brought their estrangement to
pass, but could think of nothing. There
was the ride to the edge of the desert.
their own little excursion into its mys.
teries and the descent of the mysteri.
GUS green veil which had lain like q
shadow over him even since. The ride
back to the hotel was a blank-from
the time he had thrust the green veil
into his pocket until he had reluctant.
~ drawn it forth in the lobby Of the
hotel. Then the cold face of Jean had
come upon him like a douche. What
had he done? What had he said that
had brought about their estrangement;
Suddenly a draft of cold air stirred
his hair, and he looked around the
high arm of his chair. Jean had en-
tered the room alone and was advanc
ing toward the fireplace He rose
hastily. ,Sa ...
"Jeanw he cried desperately. .... 3.
The girl looked at him with q strange
glitter In her brown eyes. "Don't
speak to me, please" she said coldly
you are disturbing my thoughts"
Darlington backed up against one
corner Of the mantel and surveyed the
girl with troubled eyes. She moved t.
the chair he had occupied and sanh
into it with a weary little gesture. She
looked into the fire with dreamy, alb
stracted gaze, and Darlington felt tina,
she had forgotten his existence. HI