The public ledger. [volume] (Maysville, Ky.) 1913-1968, 1914-06-06

by his passion. Nothing can come
between us. l must have you always
like this"
che sara, sara" she sighed, like
the breath of the summer wind as
it sings in the trees.
The minutes passed and neither
spoke. His rapt gaze hung upon the
! glossy crown that pressed against him
so gently. He could not see her eyes,
but somehow he felt they were tightly
shut, as If in pain.
Il love you, Hetty. Nothing can
matter he whispered at last. Tell
me what it is"
She lifted her head and gently with
drew herself from hfs embrace. He
did not oppose her, noting the serious,
almost somber look in her eyes as she
turned to regard him steadfastly, an
unwavering integrity OF purpose In
their depths.
She had made up her mind to tell
him part OF the truth. Brandon, ! am
Hetty Glynn."
He started. not so much in surprise
90 az NhO hPNhCSo WASAA "AASA SAAS
made the announcement.
81 have been sure of 1t, dear, from
the beginning" he said quietly.
Then her tongue was loosed. The
words rushed to her lips. 81 was
Hawkright's model for six months.
posed for all those studies, and for
the big canvas in the academy. 1t
was either that or starvation. Oh,
you will hate me-you must hate me-"
He laid his hand on her hair, a
calm smile on his lips. Il can't love
and hate at the same time" he said.
There was nothing wrong In what
you did for Hawkright. / am paint
er, you know. l understand. Does
does Mrs. Wrandall know all this"
"Yes-everything. She knows and
understands. She is an angel, Bran
don, an angel from heaven. But" she
burst forth, Il am not altogether a
sham. / am the daughter of Colonel
Castleton, and ! am cousin of all the
Murgatroyds-the poor relation. It
isn't as II were the scum of the
earth, is it? l am a Castleton. My
father comes Of noble family. And,
Brandon, the only thing I've ever done
in my life that / am really ashamed
of is the deception practiced on you
when you brought that magazine to
me and faced me with it. l did not
lie to you. simply let you believe
was not the-the person you thought
l was. But deceived you"
mo, you did not deceive me-" he
said gently. Il read the truth in your
dear eyes"
There are other Thugs, too. shall
not speak of them, except to repeat
that l have not done anything else
in my life that should be ashamed
Of" Her eyes were burning with ear
nestness. He could not but understand
what she meant
Again he stroked her hair 81 am
sure of that" he said.
my mother was KStsy Glynn, the
actress. My father, a younger son.
fell in love with her. They were mar
ried against the wishes of his father,
who cut him off. He was in the sery-
ice, and he was brave enough to stick.
They went to one of the South Afri-
can garrisons, and l was born there.
Then to India. Then back to London,
where an aunt had died, leaving my
father quite a comfortable fortune.
But his old friends would have moth
ing to do with him. He had lived
well, he had made life a hell for my
mother in those frontier posts. He de-
serted us in the end, after he had
squandered the fortune. My mother
made no effort to compel him to pro-
vide for her or for me. She was
proud. She was hurt. Today he Is
in India, still in the service, a mar
tinet with a record for bravery on
the field of battle that cannot be
taken from him, no matter what else
may befall. hear from him once or
twice a year. That is all l can tell
you about him. My mother died three
years ago, after two years of invalid
ism. During those years ! tried to
repay her for the sacrifice she had
made in giving me the education,
the" She choked up for a second,
and then went bravely on. Her old
manager made a place for me in one
of his companies. / took my mothers
name, Hetty Glynn, and-well, for a
season and a half was in the chorus.
/ could not stay there. l could not"
she repeated with a shudder. Il gave
1t up after my mothers death. / was
fairly we'll equipped for work as a
children's governess, 80 engaged my
self to"
She stopped in dismay, for he was
laughing.
And now do you know what think
of you, Miss Hetty Glynn?" he cried,
selling her hands and regarding her
with a serious, steadfast CLEAN In his
eyes. you are the Quickest, sandlest
girl I've ever known. You are the
kind that heroines are made of. There
is nothing In what you've told me that
could In the least alter my regard for
you, except to increase the love l
thought could be no stronger. VIII
you marry me, Hetty7"
She ierked her hands away, and
held them clenched against her breast.
mo! / cannot It is impossible,
Brandon. II loved you less than I
do, / might say yes, but--no, 1t Is i'm
possible"
His eyes narrowed. A gray shadow
crept over his face.
"There can be only one obstacle 90
serious as all that" he said slowly.
'"You-you are already married"
.,Nni, aha nriad lifting her nathatic