The Washington times., 1912-06-09
THE TINES DAILY SERIAL STORY
House of the Purple Windows
MARY KATHARINE MAULE
Copyright. The Frank A. Munsey Co.,

have hurried over here to find the boy
and ,!Yas bring him home?"
He raised his sad eyes and smiled upon
Annabel,
You have always seemed like a
daughter to me-, little girl" he said,
cause yot remind me of the little girl
l lost. You are older than she was
much older-let me see, how old are you
Il am eighteen" answered Annabel
'Ah, yes, ten years older than she was
When she died. But you are like her
perhaps II Is the freshness-the fra
grance-the intangible beauty of youth.
You remind me OF her."
- For little space they sat in silence.
Then Annabel said gently.
We knew that you had lost your
little daughter, but we have heard none
or the particulars. Can you-would II
5e comfort to you to tell us OF 1t.
dear Lord Baramore?"
ne ola not answer at once, but sat
with his hand covering his eyes. Then
he turned to her.
Yes. l think it would" he said
Last May. he went on after an in
terval, steadying his voice with an ef-
Tort, Lady Baramore went to pay
some visits in an adjoining parish.
| taking her maid with her. on their
way home the motor-brougham skidded
and threw Lady Baramore and Janet
out. II the girl had not thrown her
self across Lady Baramore and shielded
her with her own body my wife would
probably have been killed. AS 1t was,
her head struck the tree, and she re-
ceived a severe scalp wound.
She was carried into Il hospital that
happened to be near by unconscious.
The building into which they were
taken was a diphtheretic detention hos
pital, designed for the isolation OF
| cases Of malignant diphtheria."
His voice broke.
That very night was obliged to go
to Paris. Ten days later ] received a
| cablegram from my wife telling me that
Elenore was dying. She had con
tracted malignant diphtheria. and there
was no help for her. We could not
save her.
Everything was done for her that
was possible; Lady Baramore engaged
| the services of a noted specialist. but
even his efforts were In vain"
| Lord Baramore rose and walked to
| the window. For long time he stood
with his back to them. staring out into
| the sunshine.
know" he continued In horse voice
when he returned to them. THE case
was peculiarly malignant one-l sup
pose there was no help for it-but-
when l reached my child could not
see her. The casket was sealed. |
never looked upon her little face
| again
The hoarse voice broke. The two
women looked away, feeling a grief &c o
deep and tragic to look upon.
II thought for a time" he went on
presently. that l should go mad
loved her mother as men love but once
| in a lifetime. When she passed on into
another world. leaving me second lit
tie Elenore that was her image. the
love l had felt for the mother was added
to my natural affection for the child,
| and ] grew to worship her.
.bOnRht when nv girl-wife left me
that / should never wed again. But
wanted an heir to my title and estates;
my child needed a mother $ care, and
| three years later ! married Mildred
/ Fairbloom. You have seen her madam.
you know how sweet and beautiful she
| was.
Il gave her all l had to give-a tender
regard and affection. We were happy
, very happy. l did my best to live for
her and the child she was expecting to
bear me. ! hoped-I believed-that II We
should have son my life might bloom
again. But .ah, alas for human hopes;
She lived for few hours, then passed
away, and they buried our infant son
upon her breast"
When Lord Baramore's story was
done the three sat long in silence In
the fading light.
1t was Annabcl who spoke first
what became of the maid. Lord Bar
amore, that strange. sphinX-like woman
they called Janet, who was so devoted
to Lady BaramOre?"
Lord Raramore's face darkened.
She showed her devotion in the usual
way" he said sternly. Likely all the
rest of her kind, when danger threaten.
| ed she thought only of herself. That
, very night that little Elenore passed
away she packed her boxes and ned
fearing the contagion. | suppose.
How strange that she should have
acted So" cried Annabel when she had
always evinced such perfect passion
of devotion to Lady Baramore?
How do you know that, child?' ASK.
ed Lord Baramore. turning to her. Did
you ever see JANET"
"Oh, no. | never saw her, but grand
mother told me about her. You know
grandmother knew Janet well, return
cd the girl.
/ 'Ah, yes, so she did" mused the bar
onet
Dear Madame Paign. Would that the
world had more Ike her.
mo | never knew what became OF
the woman Janet; we never saw OF
heard of her again
y "A letter for you. Miss Annabel,' an
nounced old Ellen from the doorway
The girl rose quickly. AS she took 1t d
soft color flushed up into her cheeks
Lord Baramore looked at her quickly
and a cloud passed over his face.
"A letter." he said in a tone of at
tempted lightness. Let us hope II
brings good news"
Yes" cried the girl. as she broke the
seal. 'let us hope it brings good tidings
to us all"
A ContinuntiOn Of This Story VIII