The Fulton County news. [volume] (McConnellsburg, Pa.) 1899-current, 1912-09-03

She caught her breath. There was
an instant's hesitation on her part be-
fore she replied
You have never been very smart at
making love guesses. Leslie" she said.
Its q trick you haven't acquired"
He laughed uncomfortably. Neat
stroke. that"
Following her into the corridor out
side the offices, he pushed the elevator
bell for her.
Il meant what said. Sara" he re.
marked, somewhat doggedly. you
ought to get married. Chal didn't
leave much for you to cherish. There's
no reason why you should go on like
this, living alone and all that sort OF
thing. You're young and beautiful
and"
"oh, thank you. Leslie" she cried
out sharply.
"You see, It's going to be this way:
Hetty will probably marry Booth.
That's on dit, take It. You're depend.
ing on her for companionship. Well.
she'll quit you cold after she's mar.
ried. She will"
She interrupted him peremptorily.
IF Challis did nothing else for me.
Leslie, he at least gave me you to
cherish Once more. goodbye"
The elevator stopped for her. lie
strolled back to his Office with puz.
zled frown on his face She certainly
was inexplicable!
The angry red faded from her
cheeks as she sped homeward in the
automobile. Her thoughts were no
longer of Leslie but OF another
She sighed and closed her eyes, and
her cheeks were pale.
Workmen from picture dealers es.
tablishment were engaged in hanging
n full length portrait in the long liv
ing-room OF her apartment when she
reached home. She had sent to the
country for Booths picture OF Hetty.
and was having 1t hung in consplcu-
GUS place.
Passing the open library door. Sara
paused for an instant to peer within.
Then she went on down the hall to her
own sittingroom. The canary was
singing glibly In his cage by the win.
dow-side.
She threw aside her furs. and. with.
out removing her hat, passed into the
bed-chamber at the left OF the coy lit.
tie boudoir. This was Hetty's room.
Her own was directly opposite On
the girls dressing-table. leaning
against the broad, low mirror, stood
the unframed photograph OF n man.
With a furtive glance over her shoul.
der, Sara crossed to the table and
took up the picture in her gloved
hand. For long time she stood there
gazing into the frank. good.looking
face Of Brandon Booth. She breathed
faster; her hand shook; her eyes
were strained as II by an inward sug-
gestion of pain
She shook her head slowly, as II in
final renunciatlon of a secret hope or
the Punishment Of an unwelcome de-
sire, and resolutely replaced the pho
tograph. Her lips were almost white
as she turned away and re-entered the
room beyond
He belongs to her" she said, un.
consciously speaking aloud; "and he is
like all men. She must not be unhap-
py."
Presently she entered the library
She had exchanged her tailor-suit for n
dainty house-gown. Hetty was still
seated in the big lounging chair, be-
fore the swapping fire. apparently not
having moved since she looked in on
passing a quarter of an hour before
One of the girls legs was curled up
under her. the other swung loose; an
elbow rested on the arm of the chair,
and her cheek was in her hand.
Coming softly up from behind, Sara
leaned over the back of the chair and
put her hands under her friends chin,
tenderly, lovingly. Hetty started and
"oh, Sara, how cold your hands
arel"
She grasped them In her own and
fondly stroked them, as II to restore
warmth to the long. slim fingers which