Lincoln County times. (Jerome, Idaho) 1911-1919, 1914-12-10

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MY dear" she said, you would bet
ter be thinking OF yourself. not OF me- u
Why. when | tell my story, the
world will hate you, Sara Wrandall
You have helped me, you have been
good TO me, no matter what sinister
motive you may have had in doing SO.
1t is my turn to help you"
ITO help mel" cried Sara, aston
ished In spite OF herself.
Eyes. To save you from execra-
tion-and even worse"
There is no moral wrong in mar
rage with Leslie Wrandall," said
Sara, returning to her own project.
mo moral wrong!" cried Hetty,
aghast. NO. suppose not" she went
on. moment later. 1T is something
much deeper. much blacker than moral
wrong. There is'no word for it. And
If I marry him, what then? Wherein
lies your triumph? You can't mean
that-God in heaveni You would not
go to them with the truth when 1t was
too late for him TOTO cast me OFF,"
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secret would be forever safe In that
event My triumph. as you call it,
we will not discuss"
How you must hate me, to be will.
ing to do such an infamous thing to
mel"
Il do not hate you, Hetty"
IN heavens name, what do you call
it,"
Justification. Listen to me now.
l am saying this for your good sense
to seize and appreciate. Would it be
right in me to allow you to marry any
other man, knowing all that | know?
There is but one man you can in Just
ice marry: the one who can repair the
wreck that his own blood created. Not
Brandon Booth. nor any man save Les
lie Wrandall. He is the man who must
pay"
Il do not intend to marry" said
Hetty.
But Leslie will marry some one,
and I intend that it shall be you. He
shall marry the ex-chorus girl, the
artists model, the-the prostitute!
Wait! Don't fly at me like that
Don't assume that look OF virtuous
horrorl Let me say what | have to
say. This much Of your story shall
they know. and no more. They will be
proud of you!"
| Hetty's eyes were blazing. you use
that name-you call me that-and yet
you have kissed me. careseed me-
loved mel" she cried hoarse with pas
sion.
He will ask you tonight for the
second time. You will accept him.
That Is ALL"
You must take back what you
nave just said to me-of me-Sara
Wrandall. You must unsay it! You
must beg my pardon for that!"
Il draw no line between mistress
and prostitute"
But L"
Enough"
You wrong me vilely! You must
let me-"
i have an excellent memory, and
II serves me we'll"
Hetty suddenly threw herself upon
the couch and buried her face in her
arms. Great sobs shook her slender
frame.
Sara stood over her and watched for
long time with pitiless eyes. Then
queer, uneasy, wondering light be-
gan to develop in those dark. ominous
eyes. She leaned forward the better
10 listen to the choked. inarticulate
words that were pouring from the
girls lips. At last, moved by some
power she could not have accounted
ior. she knelt beside the quivering
body, and laid her hand, almost tim
orously, upon the girls shoulder.
Hetty-Hetty, If | have wronged
you in-in thinking that of you-I-
/" she began brokenly. Then she lift
ed her eyes, and the harsh light tried
10 steal back into them. mo, mol
what am l saying? What fool I
am to give. way"
1ou nave wronged me-terribly,
terribly" came in smothered tones
from the cushions. 81 did not dream
you thought that OF ne"
What was | to Think"
| Hetty lifted her head and cried out:
you would not let me speak! You
refused to hear my story. You have
been thinking this of me all along,
holding 1t against me, damning me
with 1t, and l have been closer to you
than My God. what manner of
woman are your"
Sara seized her hands and held them
In fierce, tense grip. Her eyes were
glowing with strange fire.
Tell me-tell me now, on your soul.
Hetty were you-were you"
No! No! On my soul, mol"
Look into my eyes!"
The girls eyes did not falter. She
met the dark. penetrating gaze of the
other and. though dimmed by tears.
her blue eyes were steadfast and reso-