The Washington times., 1912-11-30

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@N catching sight Of his mastef
u Peter sprang forward.
NX "H'sh. my lord!'' he whisper
cd, with his finger oy his Zip.
~. turning slightly: he cast an appreci;; y;
tne top OF the Stair. ..E-.
With an effort Cyril shook on his pre-.
occupation: Following the >directioll ,s OF
si1sming than few dusty plants which
were supposed to adorn the small innd-
!ng. where the stairs turned. Before no
nsd time to form a conjecture as to
E.'iier iadyship ave arrived. my lor,l!"
Having made this announcement, he
. stepped back, as II to watch what ef-
fec this Information would have on his
Peters alarm was very genuine, yet one
felt that In spite OF 1t he was enjoying
TIE dramatic possibilities OF the situ-
Cyril. however, only piinked at him
'"sSRampisssaHhits sRerp isdyships ;wha. ladyshipy' he
Lady wiimersley. my lord. and she
what to do. that I haven't. I knew she
ought not to stay ere, but couldn't
turn 'er out. could IT.
he never doubted that It was she to
whom Peter was referring: 30. without
waiting to ask further questions. ne
rushed UP stairs two steps az a,,n ume
room. ON q low chair In front OF the
cyrii staggered back as Z he had been
struck. she. however. only turned ner
surveyed him with a mockIng smile
For a moment Cyril saw red. His dis
sppointmer,t added fuel to his indigna-
he ATsi erisd, HGE strialns SsFs toward se" f Ser
She seemed In nowise affected by hs'
anger: only her expression became. II
pc:.ble. trirle more sonsea%ip'uSS,s ssaip Ss,sr,o.
r.;:S sGrs since s.nnsIs %s ssSs &c
"Mannersr' he exclaimed. and his
voice actually shook, with rage. NAY !
!: isk i, NOV pes.bss KSs that You Imagine that
am going to take YOU back? u
Her eyes narrowed. but she still APP
peared quite unconcerned; , .,,
v,,i'% po sSe Seu drs sHSsi Wed.
"Take YOU back now that you have
tired Of your lover. or he mas pecome
diseusted with you, which is,Ir y pro6a6iy 6H,
nearer the truth; DO you ''''"H ! '''
He fancied that he saw her vince
but she replied calmly: ,
DO not let Ms Indulge III mutual re-
"MutuaI recriminations, indeed, !
like that! What have YOU to reproach
me with? Didn't marry YOU and save
you from ads dissrsss sssrv,binS ana ps%I psouia to
s.n~.> 900, atrAl0ht3"
IW she ' rose slowly from her seat and
he noticed for the first time that she
wore q iow-cut gown OF some Chapman.
Softened the too delicate lines OF her
sinuous figure. Her black hair lay IN
thick waves around her face. complete
" covering the ears. and wound N
never seen X arranged In this fashion.
ana ne had reluctantly to admit that
Il wsy strangely becoming to her: ,.,
A wide band Of dull gold, set with
added = barbaric note to her exotic
beauty. It was his last gifts to her, he
Yes. she was still beautiful, alttoush-
upah her. She looked, older. Trailer
than when he had seen her last. But
tonight the sunken eyes giowed with
extraordinary brill fancy. and soft
color gave certain roundness to her
hollow cheeks As she stood before
him, Cyril was conscious for the first
time In years OF the alluring charm or
her personality.
She regarded him for a moment. her
smile. How well lie recalled that smile!
He could never fathom its meaning: In
someA mysterious way It suggested In
hnits possibilities. How he hated It.: ;.
she. said at last, except the one thing
which would have proved efficacious.'.
And what was that. pray?'
"You never loved me-"
Her unexpected accusation made cyril
pause. Yes. II was true, he acknowl::
edged to himself. Had he not realized
II during the last few days as he had
"You don't even take the trouble to
deny IT, she continued. You married
me out Of pity. and instead OF being
eshamed OF II. you actually pride your
self on the. purity Of YOUR motive!"
there was to be ashamed Of" he replied
Indignantly.
"of course you can't! oh. how YOU
. lack'uii comprehension Of the natar;,
cravings OF a normal human being
wanted loveH'
,. at was not my fault that could moi
mo. but knowing that You did moi
love me, was dastardly OF you L
nave married me without telling me tn,
TRUTH In doing 50 you took from Ms
my objectiye in life sou destroyed IN,
Ideals oh! don't look NJ skeptiCal. yUl
fooi! Cant you sec that ! should never
have remained a governess until ! wa
twenty-five II had not had ideals? II
was because ! had such II lofty conccp
tion OF love that ! kept myse'f scruINi
1ously aloof from men. so that might
come to my mate when found hin
With soul and mind and body unsiillicd :
She spoke with such passionate ain
ccrity that It WAS with an effort tha
Cyril reminded himself that heN pas
mad not been as blamelass AS she pic
tured II.
Your fine ideals did not prevent 20,
from, becoming drunkard," he r.
marked dryly.
when ] married I was not a drunk
srd." she vehc!nentiy protested. "Th,
existence ! led was abhorrcnt tn me
and II Is true that occasionally when
felt ] could not stand II another mo
nlcpt I would go to my room afte
dinner and get what c",nfort ! coll'
out OF alcohol: hut what I did ] d',
deliberately and not to satisfy an I'M
Eovernnbhr appetite. 7 was no NOR" 1
drunkaru than a woman who takes l