New-York tribune. [volume] (New York [N.Y.]) 1866-1924, 1914-12-13

he ,yas conscious of a strange Dissemination
IN leave her alone with Lakenham. Even
when ne had the light lit in the billiard
room and had offered to mark, an offer tilat
Lakenham promptly refused, ne fingered OH
one pretext or another 80,
Il think I'll watch the game, he decided.
~Thev don't want me for bridge =.
NV dear fellow" Lakenham replied,
cbalkinq his cue. you'll be shochngly IN
the way. | can't possibly say nice things TO
Miss Clulev when you're around. 1t iSn
giving either Of US a chance lime enough
for YOU later on
Iermvn looked across at Sybil; but she
secroed for some reason 70 be avoiding ms
ewes He shrugged his shoulders slightly.
well he said. Il shall be in the library
with the other people when YOU have I'm
ished. Don't tire yourself, Sybil. You have
had plenty of running about today.
Il am going 70 rest after every stroke,
she laughed. %and Lord Lakenham IS gong
10 give me twenty in fifty; so | don't thlnK
our game ought to last very long go.
aYou won't expect me to hurry over 1t!
Takenham protested ardently.
Svbil was leaning with her back against
the billiard table. She waved her hand to
Terrnvn. If we are not out in half an hour,
She begged. "come and rescue me.
~ Slant allow YOU a second longer, he
renlied. smiling at her I'll go and see how
the bridge is getting on.
TIE left the room, closing the door behind
II him. and made his way to the library.
The remaining four Of his guests had Just
started a rubber. They had drawn table
80, IN the open window, and had turned out
ali the lights in the room except a couple. OF
standard lamps. which stood on each side
~ the table. Iermyn threw himself into a
low chair bv Lucille's side She was dummy
a+ the moment. and looked down at him with
a faint smile. Her hand rested on his.
@NIiss Clulev seems to be overcoming her
aversion to Avnesworth, she murmured.
He was conscious of the atfront OF her
words: conscious too Of a peculiar uneaSi-
ness. which was not exactly jealousy, and
vet for which he could not wholly account:
"Svbi is never discourteOuS to anyone,
he said calmly. "She may or may not APP
Dreciate Avne5worth's attentions She at
least is considcrate enough 70 remember that
he IS nv kinsman and her fellow guest l
think .hat she is quite right to try and con-
duer her antipathy to him.
Lucille smiled once more. you will make
a model husband, my dear Jernyn.
81 shall do my best, he answered. " do
not fancy that | shall find it very trouble
some to be what YOU call model husband
to Sybil. You see, happen to be very fond
Of her
The play of the hand had only just begun.
Lucille rose abruptly to her feet. "Come
here" she said, moving toward the open
window
Termvn obeyed her at once. They stepped
out on the avenue. The moon had not
vet risen, and coming directly from the
lighted room the deep violet twilight seemed
full Of shadows She stood with him behind
a little clump of syringa bushes. Jermyn,
with the natural impressionabllity OF an
artist always on the lookout for effects, could
scarcely fail to appreciate how striking a
picture she made with her white face, her
red lips and blazing eyes. She Swayed
little toward him.
"Jcrmyn, haven't YOU any pity at all;
she whispered pasSionately. If YOU 60 on
parading your affection for that little chit OF
an actress before me, shall say something
foolish. shall give myself away. You
mustn't do it, Jermyn. Haven't you any
heart at ALP
For moment he made no reply. He was
realizing the immense mistake he had made
when he had answered her letter of self