The Cairo bulletin., 1914-04-04

murdered In road house near New
York Mrs. Wrandall IS summoned from
the city and Identifies the body. A young
woman VINO accompanied WTandal to the
inn and subsequently disappeared Is sus-
pected. Wrundall. 1t appears, had led a
gay life and neglected his wife Mrs
Wrandall starts back for New York In an
Futo during binding snow storm.
CHAPTER VII-res!ie. in COMPANY
with his friend. Brandon Booth. an artist
visits Sa;a at her country place. l.eslI'
confeSses to Sara that he is madly in low
WITH Httty.
CHAPTER WIZ Sara arranges Will
Booth TO 9aint a picture Of Ifettv. Boot
has haunting feeling that he has seer
Hetty before. Looking through n port
folio of pictures by an unknown EnSlts'
artist he finds one of Hetlv. He speal
to her about It. Ifetty declares II mu'
be picture of IIetN Glvun an ICnglis
actress who resembles her ver' much
Leslie's aid had been solicited by
both Sara and the painter in the final
effort to overcome the girls objec.
tons. He was rather bored about it,
but added his voice to the general
Glamour With half an eye one coul,i
sec that he did not relish the idea of
Hetty posing for days to the hand.
some, agreeable painter Moreover, it
meant that Booth, who could afford to
crafty his own whims. would be
obliged to spend month or more in
the neighborhood, so that he could de
vote himself almost entirely TO the
contamination of this particular under
taking. Moreover, it meant that Vivi.
av,t, 49, ,,xtly
disregarded.
Sara Wrandall was quick to recog.
nize the first symptoms of jealousy on
the part of her brother-in-law The
selfshly, insui1erably in love as things
went with all the Wrandalls. They
hated seliishly, and so they loved. Hel
husband had been their king. But
their king was dead, long live the
king! Leslie had put on the family
crown-a little jauntily, perhaps
cooked over the eye bit, so to speak
but it was there just the same, an
noyingly plain to view.
Sara had tried to like him. He hat
been her friend, the only one she coult
claim among them all. And yet, be
meath his genial allegiance, she coult
| detect the air of condescension, The
bland attitude Of superior who de
| tends another's cause for the reason
| that it gratities Nero. She experienced
thrill of malicious joy in contemplat
| ing the fall of Nero. He would brin,
| down his house about his head, ant
there would be no Rome to pay thu
| fiddler.
y 4
Brandon Booth took a small cottage
on the upper road, half way between
the village and the home of Sari
! Wrsndall, and not far from the ali
| horred back gate" that swung in tn
teeth of her connections by marriage
| He set up his establishment In half
day and, being settled, betook himsel
off to dine with Sara and Hetty. AL
his household cares, like the world
rested snugly on the shoulders of al
| Atlas named Pat, than whom Their
was no more faithful serviter in al
the earth, nor in the heavens, for tina
matter, IL we are to accept his owl
estimate of himself. In any event, h
was q treasure. Booths house was a
ways in order. Try as he would, h
couldn't get it out OF order. Pats wifi
saw to that.
Az he swung jauntily down the tree
lined road that led to Sara's portals
Booth was full OF the joy of living
Sara was at the bottom of the tel
race, moving among the flower beds i
the formal garden.
At the sound of his footsteps on tn
gravel, Sara looked up and Instant
smiled her welcome.
81: is so nice TO see you again" sh
said, giving him her hand.
"'My hearts In the highlands" b
quoted, waving vague tribute to til