The Lambertville record. [volume] (Lambertville, N.J.) 1872-1968, 1913-01-10
REVENGE
Her Better Nature
Conquered
By CLARISSA MAcKlE

home again NilloughDy JoneS-Derrlck
stretched himself comfortably before
his own hearthstone and agreed that II
had turned out very well iudeed-eX
actly as he had planned
Mrs. Sylvester had worn the yellow
roses he had sent He had reckoned
on her looking especially well at the
Ponsonby dance, but she had been ac-
tually bcautiful--her charming little
figure gowned In pompadour silk, and
above her soft black eyes cleaned that
crown Of silvery white hair which dis
tinguished her among the other women
of her set--and uncertain age.
At Just the right moment. when she
was slightly bored with the common
places of the ballroom. when the first
flavor of the dancing had departed
he had rescued her from the idiotic at
tentions of II worshiping youth and car
ried her off to a secluded nook IN the
conservatory which he had previously
marked for the purpose
Here, amid the tinkle of fountains
and the plash of goldfish In the marble
basins, with now and then lulling
murmur of music from the distant ball
room, amid the heavy scent of exotic
| flowers and the pure fragrance OF
countless roses, Willoughby solemnly
and somewhat heavily, as became n
| Jones-Derrick, asked Lucia Sylvester 10
| marry him.
The result OF this was that when
they parted a few hours later Lucia
was wearing beneath her little white
| glove the engraved emerald which was
the traditional engagement ring of the
Jones Derricks and Willoughhy had
her promise that in the approaching
Indian summer they would be married,
All this had been the result of care
full planning and almost painful fore
thought on the part of Willoughby
! Jones Derrick. He had lived forty
nine years of his life in the firm de-
termination to die bachelor He
loved too well the luxury Of living for
himself alone TO share his liberal in
| come with a wife who Mt best might
shine brilliantly Mt costly entertain
ments and deplete fortune which
was ample for prudent bachelor.
And In his iftleth year his business
agent reported that those sources
whence came his inherited income were
in danger Of total elimination, even
now were divided by one-half, and
| there was no escape from the impend-
ing doom OF poverty except a good
| marriage. The impending doom was
secret between Willoughby and his
agent. The idea of the good marriage
was Willoughby's own. Quietly he
had gone about II. and the result was
most gratifying. There would be no
cause for wonderment that the rich
clubman should marry one OF the rich.
est widows In town.
So the last of the Jones Derricks
dreamily consumed several gold tipped
cigarettes while he pondered the ad
vantages OF the new life that would
| open when he assumed the RESPONSE
| bility Of becoming Lucia Silvester's
second husband. 1t was a very pleas
ant outlook for he admired Lucia az
much as II was within his power to
admire any one save his own punctll-
ious self
He frowned as he remembered the
| existence OF the child. Annabel Sill
vester. ana smiled when he recoIected
that little Annabel was safely ensconc-
ed In French convent from which
she would not emerge for some time.
Then he dismissed all dlsagreeable
thoughts with 1lrt of his cigarette
into the CRATE.
1t was quite two weeks afterward
that Willoughby Jones-D Derrick dropped
into Mrs. Sllvester's for a cup OF tea.
The drawing room was empty, but bore
evidence Of recent occupation.
THE ladies will be down immediate,
sir" said the obese butler
Jones Derrick's brows were elevated
for a brief instant and then crumplcd
into n frown. He had n beastly head
ache and did not feel like talking TO a
lot of chntterlng women; he needed Lu.
cia's low, thrilling voice and quiet pres
ence to charm away his indsposltlon
Its only Miss Annabel, sir" eX-
planned Martin discreetly. she just
arrove an hour ago, sir"
Wllloughby stared haughtily Mt the
presumptuous mental. and when the
broad back had disappeared with un
dignlfled haste he transferred his gaze
to his hat
He felt that this unexpected intru-
sion of little Annabel would prove an
obstruction to his present happiness.
He would impress II upon Lucia that
the child should be returned at
The door closed gently. and he lifted
his cold gray eyes and looked straight
into the great brown orbs of-Anne
LANCE Anne Langc, grown beautiful,
her red hair softened TO less objec-
tionabe shade than when he had last
seen her In paint stained holland
apron Her creamy skin was guililess OF
its powderng Of golden freckles and
her perfect features rendered more ex-
quisite by the simplicity of her couture
aud the delicate beauty OF her gown;
| the same Anne Lange he had known
| i'm Paris. only not the same. The limo
| cent confidence had gone from the eyes
and only hard scorn remained-for him
That contenptuous curl Of the lip was
for him too. who would have expected
to meet poor little Anne Lange IN Mrs
Silvester's drawing roomi Certainly
not Willoughby Jones Derrick
He slowly rose TO his feet and grasp
ed his hat and cane with the desperate
clutch Of one who holds fast to some
firm support. lie met the satrical
gleam of her eyes with wavering fear
In his own.
"Anne-Mlss Lnngep he gasped con-
fusedy.
She bowed coldly.
A light came to him with startling
suddenness
"You are goyerness to the little girl,
Annabe That explains your presence
here, supposeT he said, regaining his
self possession with masterfls effort.
She smiled unpleasantly. He had not
dreamed that Anne could have looked
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