Evening times-Republican. [volume] (Marshalltown, Iowa) 1890-1923, 1914-05-27

120f0 ID no moral wrong In mar.
riase with Leslie Wrsndall," said
sarA, returning 70 shGr, own project
mo moral wroNsH cried Hetty,
yaghast. "No, suppose not" she went
ORA moment later. 1T 10 something
much deeper, much blacker than moral
wrong. There II no word for 1t. And
IL I marry him, what then7 Wherein
lies your triumph? You can't mean
that-God in heaven! You would not
60 70 them with the truth when It was
|4too late for him TOTO cast me OIL"
II am no such fool az that The
secret would b forever safe In that
svent. My triumph. as you call 1t.
We viii not discuss"
| "How you must hate me, to be will
ling to do such an Infamous thing to
mel"
II do not hate you. Hetty."
In heavens name. what do you call
llt?"
Classification. Listen to me now.
am saying this for your good sense
10 seize and appreciate. Would It be
right in me to allow you to marry any
other man, knowing all that know?
There 10 but one man you can in Just
ice marry: the one who can repair tho
wreck that his own blood created. Not
/ Brandon Booth, nor any man save Les
lie Wrandall. He 10 the man who must
pay"
II do not intend to marry" said
Hetty.
| "But Leslie will marry some one,
| and l intend that 1t 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
horror! Let me say what l have to
say. This much Of your story shall
hey 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, caressed me-
loved mel" she cried hoarse with pas
sion.
HE will ask you tonight for the
second time. You will accept him.
That 10 ALL"
You must take back what you
have just said to me-of me-Sara
Wrandall. You must unsay 1t! You
! must beg my pardon for that"
Il draw no line between mistress
and prostitute"
But -"
"Enough!"
you wrong mo vilely! You must
| let me-"
Il have an excellent memory, and
1t serves me WELL"
| 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
q queer, uneasy. wondering light be-
gan to develop in those dark, ominous
eyes. She leaned forward the better
| to listen to the. choked. inarticulate
words that were pouring from the
girls lips. At last. moved by some
power she could not have accounted
for, she knelt beside the quivering
body. and laid her hand, almost tim
orously. upon tho girls shoulder.
"Hetty-Hetty. i'll have wronged
you in-in thinking that Of you-I-
r., she began brokenly. Then she lift
ed her eyes, and the harsh light tried
to steal back into them, mo, no!
What am l saying? What q fool
am to give way
| "You have wronged me-terribly,
terribly" came in smothered tones
from the cushions. II did not dream
you thought that,of me-"
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 it against me. damning me
with 1t, and have been closer to you
than My God. what manner OF
woman are you?"
| Sara seized heE hands and held them
in q fierce, tense grip. Her eyes were
! glowing with strange fire.
"Tell me-tell me now, on your soul
Hetty were you-were YOU"
mo! No! On my soul, moi"
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
Lutte. Sara seemed to be searching the
very soul of her, the soul that laid
itself bare, denuded Of every vestige
OF. guile.
| I'll think believe you" came
slowly from the lips Of the searcher
you are looking the truth. I can see It.
| Hetty, IL don't understand myself
| Is Ia 500 Overwhelming, go ire
mendous. 1t is 30 Incredible. Am
really believing you? Is it possible
that have been wrong in"
LET me tell you everything" cried
the girl, suddenly throwing her arms
about her.
mot now! Wait! Give me time to
think. Go away now. want to be
! alone" She arose and pushed the girl
toward the door. Her eyes we're fixed
on her in q wondering, puzzled sort
i ol way, and she was shaking her head
! a. II trying to discredit the new emo
1 ton that had come to displace the one
created ages ago.
Slowly Hetty Castleton retreated
toward the door. With her hand on
i the knob, she paused.
AFTER what has happened, Sara, you