The Washington times., 1913-08-25

CT the other woman l. ,ooc
For a moment Ariadne tried to close
her eyes. She thanked God after"dro
that she had succeeded in ooiilS
but no movement of the eyend coulo
DC quick enough to prevent her reeSs
niZing the face in the locket as ~, ~
of tie woman who thrust II oeioi'
her
"I, It's my picture. Ny locket; He
! looked at il in camp, your nus. huSCoio -;
He kissed it there! He thought oi
mel" s mar.
ceivjnS now whittier his indiscreel
babbl!ng had tended. Il thought
"SiIence," interrupted Kathleen, WhG
would not have her triumph sponee
by any such interruption; he ae iTe9' Srst
ne: he loved me from the very his
Not YOU! See, the evidence:
she shook tie little damning trinKe,
before the Southern girl. Arlannt
started an6 stared at the woman anc
the iocket. Still she did no. understand an,
.'Who are you?" she asked at last'
The woman he loves?"
"Your name, your real name?
kathleen" said a faint voice IRON
the pillow. for Gods sake don cas-
me of because 1 must go with IN
South! can't help that any mort
'nT The feeble voice died away. 1t wa
as if fate itself had spoken. No NOR,
startling could have been the speecl
! of Bacon's bronZed head. me W.
U.onen listened to that voice from tn
81 ami was Kathleen Kirkwood'
said the elder woman at last
But you-you said your name wa
Manning" ,.p ooror
Kathleen's face famed with Color
And do you, a married woman, low
NV husband?" persisted Ariaohe
What was the Use of denying 1t?
Yes said Kathleen.
Shame sm
And does my husband. married
man, love yCu?
II believe so; hope so"
.'Oh. my God, my God. why don fol
! strike me dead? That l should hVe u
m Miss 'Adny. Miss 'Adny::" cried Jefr
| cIumsiIy stepping forward, flashing
look of hatred at the other WOMAN
Ariadne turned TO him.
And you say that he used 10 look d.
that locket-to kiss it?"
NO deed. was mistooken, Mls'
'Adny. nebber see him wild no ioeKe'
deed | amt -
1T is a kindly lie. Jeff, but l wish thu
truth now" .,
swered the negro, desperately. Il wlsf
Ter Gawd | done got shot Deto young
Marse Phil come heah-' -,
But he swore to me on his WORD o.
honor that there was nothing oeIWeeI
you" said Ariadne, turning 10 the o'h7i
He told the TRUTH" said Kathleen In
answer to the mute appeal TO tht
others statement. Another s"ll'
change in her feelings had taken place
She was sorry and ashamed. hert
.
went on. Il told him he would have
to give up the South or me. didn
know. ! thought ] could persuade him
I've never seen him nor heard IRON
him since that day" She made TINS
admission grudgingly Yet she co9l1 aG
no other She. too, would fain ueleho
GraftOn's honor, even at the expense
Of her triumph in his love.
You don't know the gentlemen OIL
Virginia" said Ariadne, proudly; they
prize honor above everything, even
love"
Ieen, angry again, pointing to the pros
trate figure.
yes. indeed, and although II know
he doesn't-luve mellow could he-you
are so beautiful-and | am nothing.
Kathleen bit her lip. Yet he told me
the truth. 1t was broken of; there was
nothing between you. He saw how
much IL loved him"
There was great relief in Ariadne' 5
voice Philip did not love her, but he
had spoken truly Some of her faith
came back to her, and she thanked God
for IL. II she had to choose between a
lost love and a lost faith. she would
have let her heart be the sufferer. She
let Kathleen see that. too. There was
no yelling of passions now between
these women. They had got down to
things elemental and simple in this
great crisis Their hearts were naked
10 each other. and even JEFF was an un-
considered trihe.
He had lost you" Ariadne continued
iustifying Philip TO herself and to the
other woman. Her husband might love
whom he would. whom he must. she
thought, but no one should impugn his
honor. She reproached herself that she
had done so in her heart for mo
ment 81 see II all now she said
He thought he could make me happy
and grandfather happy. so he married
me He was always kind to me. | am
glad to have my trust In him restored
NOVEL; must take him awav."
You cannot" said Kathleen bluntly
1T would be certain death to move
him.
=. Poor Philip, and will life hereafter
be so pleasant to you that you crave
it." thought Ariadne swiftly. You are
right" she said at last Il suppose he
must stay here and
And you must also"
and eat your bread, accept your hos
pitality?"
But think, Could anything drive you
from the side of your husband now?'
pleaded the Northern woman, somewhat
strangely eager to keep Ariadne there
Il have no money; / have spent II