Baxter Springs news. [volume] (Baxter Springs, Kan.) 1882-1919, 1911-09-07
WHEATLEYS
PLAY
By Barbsra carus- Wilson

Az ohuS bhC aOOA AaobAAJ oha WOAb
bac': to her.
She impulsively threw her arms
around his neck and raised her face to
his. Their lips met.
She hurriedly extricated herself
from his embrace.
What utter follyl must marry
the duke"
you shan't."
He slipped his arms around her
again, but she moved resolutely away.
II must. I shall be sorry for ever
and ever afterwards II don't. It's
been the dream Of my life to wear Q
ducal coronet."
"Nonsense!" he said sternly.
Lady Joan threw herself petulantly
down on the sofa.
"oh, you don't know q woman's
mind" she moaned.
Eyes, do. / know your mind 10
weighing love against social ambi.
ton and know love viii weigh down
the scales"
you don't know how weak We
sometimes are" she went on, unheed.
ing. Its foolish and horrid and
wicked, but II / marry any one but
the duke now ! shall make him
wretched."
II will chance It."
-Four hours later Lady Joan, exQuiR-
itely gowned, went up the staircase at
Mrs. Tattersley-Smythe's. She had
only been widow for year, and al.
ways wore white or mauve still be-
cause she knew 1t suited her better
than anything else. Her beautiful
face was flushed with triumph, dia-
monds sparkled in her hair, and at her
breast.
It took a long time to get up the
staircase, but she did not mind, be-
cause the duke was at her side.
When they reached the top he was
obliged to leave her, because Of an
important debate in the house Of
lords.
He said something to her In q low
tone, which no one else could hear,
and fingered reluctantly, but he was
a man who always prided himself on
doing his duty to his country.
When he had gone, Wheatley ap-
peared.
Don't come near me-" she cried.
petuiantly. Hes coming tomorrow
morning at II och, ( for my answer;
can never forgive you for this after.
noon"
Wheatley raised his eyebrows IN.
credulously, which increased her an.
noyance.
II hate you" she said, vehemently.
What time do you leave thiA
crush?" he asked her carelessly.
II ordered my brougham for 1880.
want to get to the opera for the last
act and then go on to the countess
ball. Now go and talk to some one
else. A dear friend has Just told me
our names begin to be bracketed, and
one can't be too careful"
. -
They seemed a long while getting
to Covent Garden.
She looked out of the window. EV.
erything was strangely dark outside,
and they seemed to be travelling with
unusual speed.
where are you going" she asked,
but no answer came to her repeated
summons.
Lady Joan became suddenly uneasy.
Horrid stories about people going sud.
denly mad flashed through her mind.
"Stop!" she cried. stop at once.
Do you not hear?"
The man looked round, drew up the
car and sprang down. Under the
chauffeur's cap she recognized Wheat
ley's face.
"You!" she cried with sudden glad
relief. ooh, l was SO frightened. /
feel safe now you're here. But Why
are you driving my brougham? Where
are you taking me? Surely 1t 10 some
trick"
Lady JOAN" he answered quietly.
II told you this afternoon you should
not marry the duke"
what do you mean?" she asked.
"Are you running away with mef'
Something rather like it."
How dare you;" she cried passion.
ately. How dare you'll"
"A man dares anything when he
loves as / do. love you with my
whole SOUL" he went on boldly. 81
would do or dare anything to win you.
l hoped II could get you away alone
somewhere you might listen to me be-
fore you promised the duke"
"How dare you," she said again.
Lady JOAN" he answered cooIly, Il
dare anything, as have told you"
"You are very cruel" and there was
q sob in her voice. you think you
will compromise me and the duke VIII
hear and won't marry me-"
upon my soul / had no such
thought" he said hoarsely. "Shall
take you home or to the countess
ball?" he asked in low tone.
"Home at once" she answered.
HE closed the window, mounted
the drivers seat, turned the car round
and drove back to town.
When the broughRm stopped IN