The labor world. [volume] (Duluth, Minn.) 1896-current, 1913-02-08


man-was laughing in the billiard room
below. The click of the balls came to
her ears like the swapping of angry
teeth. She did not hesitate. 1t was
not In her nature, The room in which
she had found SO much delight was
now loathsome to her. With nervous
fingers she threw the small things she
most cherished into a bag-her purse,
her jewels, her little treasures. Some
how 1t seemed to her as if she were
hurrying to catch a night train, that
was all. With her own strong young
arms she dragged the two huge trunks
from the closet. HALF an hour later
they were full and locked. Then she
looked about with q dry. mirthless
smile.
Il wonder where am to co." she
murmured, halt aloud. A momentary
feeling of indecision attacked her. The
click Of the balls had ceased, the clock
had struck 70, It was dark and Still,
and the wind was crying in the trees.
"she won't: co. Lady Bazelhurst
was saying 70 herself as she sat, mar
row eyed and hateful, in her window
looking out l't into the night. life is
too easy here. =5.;:Hhe light from the
porch lanterns cast a; feeble glow out
beyond the porte cochere and down the
drive. As she stared: across the circle
the figure of a woman suddenly cut
a diametric line through it and lost it.
self in the wall Of blackness that form
ed the circumference Lady Evelyn
started and stared unbelieving]y into
the darkness. striving to penetrate it
with her gaze. 1T was she-Penelope,"
she cried. coming to her feet. She's
really gone-she meant it,
For many minutes she peered out
Into the night. expecting to see the
shadow returning. A touch Of anxious
hope possessing her. she left the win
dow and hurried down the corridor to
Penelope's room. What she found
there was most convincing. 1t was not
a trick Of the lanterns. The shadow
had been real: 1t must be confessed
that the peevish heart of Lady Bazel-
hurst beat rather rapidly as she has
tened back to the window to peer anx-
iously out into the somber park with
Its hooting owls and chattering night
bugs. The mournfur yelp Of a distant
dog doated across the black valley.
The watcher shudd ered as she recalled
stories of panthers that had infested
the great hills. A small feeling of
shame and regret began to develop
with annoying insistence.
An hour dragged itself by before she
arose petulantly, half terrified. half
annoyed in spite Of herself. Her hus-
band still was sitting in the big chair.
his face in his hands His small, de-
jected figure appealed to her pity for
the first time in the two years of their
association. She realized what her
temper had compelled her to say to
him and to his sister. She saw the in
suits that at least one Of them had
come to resent. -: .';
II hope that foolish girl will come
back" she found herself saying. with
troubled look. from the window.
"Where can the poor thing go? What
will become Of hdf?S' What will every
one say when this becomes known p
she cried. with fresh selfishness. ii
Il should not have let her go like
this"
Even as she reproached herself a
light broke in upon her understanding;
thought whirled into her brain, and
moment later a. shrill. angry. hysterical
laugh came from her lips.
s'She knew where she could 20, How
simple I am. Shaw will welcome her
gladly. She's with him by this time
his doors have opened to her. The lit
tie wretch: And I've been trying so
hard to pity her." She laughed again
so shrilly that his lordship stirred and
then looked up at her. .stupe6ed, un-
certain
''Hullo"' he grunted. what time
Is it,"
"Oh. you're awake are your" scorn-
fully. -:
certainly. Have been doing:
w ntsI - tACAC ~ IduSu dt, lily UCdr:
he mumhled. arising very unsteadily.
"Wheres Pen?''
'She's gone. She's left the house."
she said. recurring dread and anxiety
IN her voice. A glance at the dark
ness outside brought back the grow
ing shudders.
"What-what dye mean?" demand
ed he. bracing up with a splendid ef-
fort. E
"She's~ left the house. that's all. We
quarreled. don't know where she's
gone. Yes. do know She's gone to
Shaw's for the night. She's with him
l saw her going" she cried. striving
between fear and anger.
''You've--you've turned her out?'
gasped Lord Bazelhurst numbly. "In
the night? Good Lord. Why-why
did you let her go:' He turned and
rushed toward the. door. tears spring
Ing to his eyes. He was SOLDERING now
and the tears were wrenched from his
nurt pride. How long ago."
IAN hour or more. She went of her
own accord. You'll find her at Shaw's,""