The Raymer enterprise., 1913-02-06
CHAPTER V-(contInued.)


you wish my fpinion?" countered
tho daughter. "'1e is shy. but he Il
neither stupid nn silly: and when he
smiles he is reilly good-looking"
MY child.' replied the woman.
drawing OF Yer gloves and examining
her shapel' hands. II have looked in.
to the v.'J heart Of that young man.
A thoun.nd years ago. q red.cross on
his Ufsuut. he would have been beat
Ing IA fists against the walls Of
Jer3saiem; Ave hundred years later.
hS would have been singing chant.
royales under lattice-windows: q pa
ladin and q poet"
How do you know that! Did he
mako love to your
Mo- but made love to him with.
on: hfS knowing It; and that was
u,ors 70 my purpose than having him
make love to no." enigmatically
"rhtee days, and he WAS SO guileless
that he never asked my name. But
10 Monte Carlo. as you know. one asks
only your bankers name"
And your purpose?"
1T Is still mine. dear. Do you real.
ize that We haven't seen each other
In four months. and that you haven't
offered to kiss me
did he so away without writing to
you about that money!"
Mrs. Chedsoye calmly plucked out
the inturred fingers Of her gloves. II
believe ! did receive q note incloslng
bis bankers address. but. unfortu,
nately. in the confusion Of returning
10 Paris. lost It. My memory has
always been trial to me-" sadly.
Since when?" coldly. There Is not
woman living with keener memory
than yours"
You aa!tnr me. In affairs that in.
forest me. perhaps"
"Tou never meant to pay him. II
u horrible"
MY dear Fortune. how you Jump at
conclusions! Did not offer him q
faft the very first thing?"
Tarxlng that at such q moment he
could not possibly accept IT." de-
nss7sly. Sometimes l hate you'll"
IN these days flial devotion Is O
lnst at,."
NO. no; It Is a flower parents have
~sased to cultivate"
And there was In the tone a
strsined note which described an In,
tshse longing to be loved. For II
George Percival Algernon Jones was
4 lonely young man. It was the resul,
OF his own blindness; whereas Fortune
CacsA;,e turned h.ther and thlther In
search OF that which she never could
ind. The wide Lytian desert held
upon Its face a loneliness, desolation
loss mournful than that which reigned
within her heart
Hush! We are growing sentiment.
al" warned the mother. Besides.
belie-s we are attracting attention -
H4f glance swept halfcircle com.
pacently.
Pardon me! should be sorry 10
drsw attention to you, knowing how
yoq abhor IT.
MY child. learn from me; temper Is
the arch.enemy OF smooth complex,
IONS. Jones-it makes you laugh"
TT Is homely. honest name"
II grant that. But Perciyal Alger.
non Jonesl" Mrs. Chedsoye laughed
softly. It was ono OF those pleasant
sounds that caused persons within
bearing to walt for II to occur again.
Come; let us 20 up to the room. Il
Il dull, dusty journey In from Port
Said"
Alone, Fortune was certain that for
Dor mother her heart knew nothing
brit hate. Neglect, Indifference, In,
3ussice, misunderstanding, the chill
repellencc that always met the least
,utreaching OF the child's affections
the unaccountable dlsappearances
l'e lerror OF the unknown, the blank
.ail Of ignorance behind which she
Sps always kept, upon these hate had
builded her dark and broodng re-
treat. Yet, never did tho mother come
within the radius OF her sight that she
lh not fall under the spell OF
Strange fascination, enchanting. fight
against II how she might. A kindly
touch OF the hand, single mother,
'mile. and she wot | have flung her
arms about the other womans neck.
But the touch and the mother.smlle
never came. She knew, she under.
'tood; she wasn't wanted, she hadn't
oeen wanted In the beginning. to her
mother she was as tho young OF AMI.
mails. Interesting only up to that time
when they could stand alone. That
the mother never made and held
feminine friendships was In nowise
astonishing. Beauty and charm. such
~ she possessed. served Immediately
10 stimulate envy In other women's
AeAftA Arc that men OF all stations