Perth Amboy evening news., 1911-09-28

you won't regret tonight. You'll hear
from me in a day or two"
To Eleanor he said: Thank you for
your singing. 1t has done me great
good-and to know you too. | repeat,
! you are a very beautiful young lady
and as good as you are good to look
at, I'm sure. My dear, I'm an old
nam And he beSt oyer to kiss her.
A very becoming flush came to her
cheek.
"You two can take care of each 9TH
| es for a few minutes, can't your" Mrs.
Dunmeaue sa1Cy~So~ Eleanor ana BOD.
eve never leave this dear friend until
he has passed the door" So Robert
McAdoo and Eleanor Gilbert were
alone together once more.
When the others had left she looked
at MIN uncertainty a moment, then
she laughed.
well, fate-or shall we say the
force?-seems to take an intimate in
terest In our affairs. The last time we
met we both determined never to see
: each other again, and now"-she waved
her hand In an expressive gesture
suppose you come over here BY the
piano. It's awkward trying to talk
across a big room like this"
He crossed the room and stood BY
the piano, looking down on her.
aren't they the dear, good people,"
she said earnestly. "And don't they
make you feel mean and smalI7 They
always do me, 1 know. Or" she add
ed, with the irritating uplift of her
brow, do you ever feel small and
mean?"
81 admit their goodness"
She saw that for some reason his
temper was slipping its leash. She
took a keen delight in her power to
anger him Daringly she tried to tor
ment him further. "DO you know"
she leaned forward on the music rack,
resting her chin on her folded hands
and smiling up at him. pm almost
tempted never to quarrel with you
again"
u don't want peace with your he
cried roughly.
NO." she laughed, 81 know you
don't. That's one good reason why l
should yield to temptation. But I'm
not sure that / want to quarrel with
you. aside from that. The last TWEEN
ty-four hours I've learned a good
many things. l begin to think you're
not half so black as you have been
painted, Mr.. McAdoo."
81 don't want your good opinion.
Stick to the old one. I'm all you
thought me and more"
Then do you dislike me merely be-
cause Mr.. Remington cares, or thinks
be cares, for me. or do you really hate
me for myself?"
Mrs. Gilbert, 1 really hate you for
yourself"
II knew It" Amusement was not
written quite so plainly on her face as
1t had been "Whyf'
That's the irony of It." he exclatm-
ed bitterly. II hate you because you
are beautiful. because you are witty,
because you have courage, because
you are the only person l have ever
met that I'm not a match for, because
you have forced me to ehangs my
plans. l hated you when 1 first saw
you and saved your life. Mrs Gilbert,
i hate you so thoroughly that l have
come to this deeision-either Paul
Remington gives you up or he gives
me up. If he msrries you he goes
out of my life once and for all. Now
you may gloat," he sneered. 81 de-
serve to have you know the truth
It's my Just punishment for not being
able to beat a woman"
"How you must hate mel don't
understand II, What you say almost
makes you contemplate. Surely you
can't mean that merely because your
petty. childish vanity is hurt you are
willing to sacrifice not only my posi-
BILE happiness, which, Of course, does
not count. but also the happiness Of a
man you have called friend Surely