The Bridgeport evening farmer., 1911-05-15

hesitate where now they go plung- ing on"
 You said you would not try te pump me, nor preach at me-" said Vernon, stopping short. Are you
 going to keep your word or not?'
 Honestly, I was not thinking
 about you then, child, but of Olive
 and her affairs. It must be the
 guilty conscience, I think Did you know" asked Vernon, ac- cepting the explanation, but ignoring the thrust, that Aunt Emma and had to go to the inquest?" 'I heard that you did, "Olive was there," remarked Yer
 non.
 'I am not at all surprised" "He looked so i1orrible-so gf1astly! How any girl could-' Evelyn walked on in silence for a time; then she said, in a low voice "He is. at least, the father of her children. Now, in the case of that other poor thing-was not the bar gain an even less human one? To
 what straits must she have been driven before she made up her mind to marry such as he!'' They reached the cottage and
 passed up the pretty garden. where the flowers, refreshed by the heavy rain, had suffered from last nights gale. Their mistress cast a remorse- full glance about her, and remarked with a sigh, that they wanted a days good work, but that she had not a moment to bestow upon them, as her Mothers Meeting was at three o'clock. and her arts and crafts class
 at half-past five. The two friends lunched together rather silently. Vernon said that she would go on after seeing Father Conroy, and perform her neglected visits. She received information ot one or two things to be cared fol and arranged, and as soon as they had finished their simple meal, Eve lyn produced the plans for the Church of the Resurrection, and together they admired them. It was to be a large building, foI there was no doubt that the district was growing, and would grow. The clay of which the bricks were made existed in immense quantities. unde- veloped until now, because the late owner would sell no land. A rail. way was in prospect. to connect the brickfields with Yeominster; and il
 was probable that, in another ten years, the wild country which Vernon
 had so admired might be the environs of a. large town.
 The church was to be of the local brick. and it was Evelyn,s. idea to have the whole interior frescoed with mosaics in the ehancel so as to avoid the bad effect of interior brick work. The detail of it all had been
 most carefully thought out. Present ly MT. Conroy arrived, and greeted Vernon with kindness, and also with keen observation. He had not ex- pected to find her there. but was not
 surprised He knew all about the letter she had received that morn ing.
 Very soon Evelyn put on her hat and went off to her Mothers Meet
 ing: and Mr. Conroy, leaning back in his chair. said kindly to Vernon You are not looking we'll, young woman"
 'I suppose you know that I have come over today because I wanted
 to see you" said the girl quietly.
 T guessed as much"
 'I heard this morning from Lionel
 Gladwyn. He tells me that his wife is dead"
 "Yes. That is true" You know it to be true?'' .'I know it to be true. He showed
 me convincing proof of it.'
 There was a pause. "He wants me
 to take your word for it, and not to
 ask anything more about her,
 ''That is requiring good deal from
 you. Vernon 1
 "Oh, am ready to do that. Ii
 you know, it is all right she an
 swered, signing. 'I know you would
 not let me do anything that was
 wrong.''
 "I should at least try to prevent
 it,' he returned. with a smile. 'Bu,
 what if found you obstinately bent
 upon it?''
 She looked quickly up at him. q suppose there are some things one must settle for oneself-some cases in which one can't help seeing one's duty.
 'No doubt there are such cases. Is yours one of them?" Could you imagine a case in which you would counsei woman to marry a man whom she did not what we call Iove'?" "Yes, I can imagine such a case Temperaments vary. There are many
 happy unions with nothing between the parties but a steady affection and