The Cairo bulletin. (Cairo, Ill.) 1???-1928, 1914-03-29
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leas exalted promise.

ICES tAdittQ pIOtuiSc.
Beside Sara Wrandall. on the small.
pink diyan, sat stranger in this SOM
her company: young woman in
black, whose pale face was uncovered.
and whose lashes were lifted so rarely
that one could not know Of the deep.
real pain tina; lay behind them, in her
Irish blue eyes.
She had arrived at the house an
hour or two before the time set for
The ceremony, in company with the
widow. True to her resolution, the
widow of Challis Wrandall had re-
NAMED away from the home CT his
people until the last Eour. She had
been consulted, to be sure, in regard
to the final arrangements, but the
meetings had taken place in her own
apartment, many blocks distant from
the house in lower Fifth avenue. The
afternoon before she had receiTed
Redmond Wgandall and Leslie, his
sen. She had not sent for them. They
came pe-funetorily and not through
any sense OF obligation. These two
at least knew that sympathy was rot
what she wanted. but peace. Twice
during the two trying days, Leslie had
come to see her Vivian telephoned.
On the occasion of his first visit,
Leslie had met the guest in the house.
The second time he called, he made
1t point to ask Sara ali about her.
1t was he who gently closed the
door after the two women when, ON
the morning Of the funeral, they en-
tered the dark, fower-laden room in
which stood the casket containing the
body of his brother He left them
alone together in that room for half
an hour Or more, and 1t was he who
went forward to meet them when they
came forth. Sara leaned on his arm
as she assembled the stairs to the room
where the others we're waiting. The
ashen.faced girl followed, her eyes
lowered, her gloved hands clenched,
Mrs. Wrandall, the elder, kissed
Sara ano drew her down beside her
en- the couch. To her own surprise, as
we'll as that of the others, Sara broke
down and wept bitterly. After all
she was sorry for Challis' mother. II
was the human instinct, she could not
held out against it. And the Older
woman put away the ancient grudge
she held against this mortal enemy
end dissolved into tears of real com.
passion.
A little later she whispered broken,
ly in Sara's ear: "My dear, my dear
this has brought us together. l hope
you will learn to love me-"
Sara caught her breath, but uttered
no w-rd. She looked into her mother
in.law's eyes, and smiled through her
tears. The Wrandalls, looking on in
amaze, saw the smile reflected in the
face Of the older woman. Then II was
that Vivian crossed quickly and put
her arms about the shoulders OF hel
sister-in.law. The white flag on boil
sides.
Hetty Castleton stood alone and wa
vering, just inside the door. NJ
stranger situation could be imagined
than the one In which this unfortunate
girl found herself at the present mo
ment. She was virtually in tho hands
of those who would destroy her; sh,
was in the house Of those who mos
deeply were affected by her act OF
that fatal night. Among them all sht
stood, facing them, listening to tn,
means and sobs, and yet her limbs die
not give way beneath her.
Some one gently touShed her arm
1t was Leslie. She shrank back, {
fearful look in her eyes. In the semi
darkness he failed to note the expires
zion.
Won't you sit here?" be asked, in
dicating the little pink divan agains
the wall. Forgive me for letting yor
stand so long"
She looked about her. the wild llgh,
still in her eyes. She was like ra,
!, In trap.
Her lips parted, but the word OF
thanks did not come forth. A strange
inarticulate sound, almost a gasp