The Ocala evening star. [volume] (Ocala, Fla.) 1895-1943, 1912-04-16
Copyright, loll. By W. @. Chapman

were idle and foolish, but her soul
would not hear Of it. And In spite Of
her resolutions she felt that even
tually there would be some way. She
would not have been a human wo-
man If she had not hoped and prayed
that. Che believed that God had ere
ated them for each other, that he
had thrown them together. She was
enough of fatalist in this instance
at least to accept their intimacy as
the result of His ordination. There
must be some way out Of the diem
ma.
Yet she knew that he would be
true to his belief and she felt that
she would not be false to her obli-
cation. What of that? There would
be some way. Perhaps somebody
else knew, and then there flashed
into her mind the writer Of the let
tiers. Who was he? Was he yet
alive? Had he any part to play in
this strange tragedy aside from that
he had already assayed?
Sometimes an answer to a secret
query is made openly. At this juno
ture Newbold came back. He
stopped before her unsteadily, his face
now marked not only by the fierce
ness Of the storm outside, but by
the fiercer grapple Of the storm In
his heart
you have a right" he began, ito
know everything now. I can with
hold nothing from you"
He had In his hand a picture and
something yellow that cleaned in
the light. There" he continued ex-
tending them toward her. SIS the pic
ture Of the poor woman who loved
me and whom I killed, you saw it
once before"
YES" she nodded, taking it from
him carefully and looking again in
a strange commixture Of pride, re-
sentiment and pity at the bold, some
what coarse, entirely uncultured, yet
handsome face which gave no evil
dence of the moral purpose which
she had displayed.
"And here" said the man offering
the other article, sis something that
no human eye but mine has ever
seen since that day. It is a locket
| took from her neck Until you
came I wore it next to my heart"
And since them"
Since then l have been unworthy
her as I am unworthy you, and
have put it aside.'
Does it contain another picture p
Eyes"
"Of herr"
"a mans face"
"Yours?"
He shook his head.
Look and see," he answered
press the spring"
Suiting action to word, the next
second Enid Maitland found herself
gazing upon the pictured semblance
Of Mr.. James Armstrong. She was
utterly unable to suppress an excla
nation and a start Of surprise at the
astonishing revelation. The man
looked at her curiously; he opened
his mouth to question her but she
recovered herself in part at least and
swiftly interrupted him in a panic
of terror lest she should betray heI
knowledge.
"And what is the picture Of anoth
er man doing in your wife's locket?'
she asked to gain time, for she very
| well knew the reply; knew 1t, in
deed, better than Newbold himself
Who as it happened, was equally II
| the dark both as to the man and the
| reason.
Il don't know" answered the 9th
er.
do you know this man?"
Il never saw him IN my life tha
| I can recall"
and have you-did you"
did I suspect my wife," he asked
Never. l had too many evidences
| that she loved me and me alone for {
| ghost Of suspicion to enter my mind
1t may have been a brother, or he,
father In his youth"
"And why did you wear it,"
Because I took 1t from her deat
heart. Some day I shall find out wht
the man Is and when I shall I know
there will be nothing to her discredi
In the knowledge"
Enid Maitland nodded her head
She closed the locket, laid 1t on thu
table and pushed 1t away from her
So this was the man the woman hat
loved, who had begged her to g
away with him. this handsome Arm
strong who had come within an &C.
Of winning her own affection, t,
whom she was In some measur,
| pledged!
How strangely does fate work GU
its purposes. Enid had come from
the Atlantic seaboard to be the sec
ond woman that both these two mel
loved!
II she ever saw Mr.. James Arm
strong again, and she had no doub
that she would, she would have som.
strange things to say to him. Sh
held In her hands now ali the thread
OF the mystery, she was master o
all the solutions. and each threat
/ was chain that bound her
my friend" she said at last Will
a deep sigh. you must forget thi
night and go on as before. You low
me. thank God for that, but homo
and respect interpose between us
And love you, and I thank God 70
that, too, but for me as we'll tn
same barrier rises. Whether "
/ shall ever surmount these barrier
God alone knows. He brought u
together, he put that love In on
hearts, we will have to leave it t