Evening star. [volume] (Washington, D.C.) 1854-1972, 1914-06-14

far indeed from moor1ngS. And there were
two women to rush him into it! Mrs. Barter
Shuddered.
Arriving at her home, she went directly
to her room and wrote letter to New York.
This she gave to her one maid servant with
orders to get it into the mail that evening.
Then she swept into the library, where her
husband was reading an evening newspaper.
kiss me, Robert
"Betcher life, Honey" He kissed her.
@Tell me you love me-"
Love yer, HON." He kissed her again.
Then she swept across the room and
whirled about, facing him with arms theat-
really extended. Robert, behold faith
less wife Behold the betrayer of your honor!"
ayes, yes! Been looking for it right along.
It's worried me until I'm hungry. Haven't
heard the rattle of dish, and its" Then
he saw the sparkle in her eyes. whats up,
Laura?"
@Mere1y that I have committed the I'm
pardonable offense of listening to words of
love from another man. l listened to every
woodland it made me happy. And then
let him-no, I made him-kiss me-"
1IIl mix you something, Hon."
She tossed a hassock near his feet and sat
there. Robert, do you remember when you
first saw me?"
@Betcher!"
II had been in the West for months.
When l returned home you were heels over
head"
"Fox Nobody's heart was broken"
mo; but there might have been an awful
mistake made, for when l came you knew
l was your own" She Rugged his knees.
@And, Bob, l knew you were mine
Then she told him everything, just as it
had occurred. At first he looked serious,
even bit stern; but as the recital pro-
crossed his eyes began to sparkle and his
whole face beamed with delight
Laura, he said, @you are wonder! But
have care. A man like Gus never crosses
a certain Rubicon while he has his head.
But once man possessed as he is crossesit-"
Il understand. But, you see, it is to be
case where only one of us will be possessed
of the delicious madness. I'll have no trouble
with Gus. He is prosaically honorable
it's POLITICALLY honorable"
@How long will you have to keep him
guessing?"
@Four days, think
at looks like 60 to me, Sweetheart, and
it's up to you. You have been caught with
the goods. Mrs. Stevens will be discreet for
his sake, of course; but you can't s--2rd to
have even one woman think that of you.
What am to do besides lending him my
wife?"
Notmng. Know you IL cnaH MIN some,
but please don't"
whats that heavenly sound?'
9Dinner"
During dinner they discussed the matter
in all its aspects. Barter suggested making
a clean breast of it all to Stevens.
what harm can it do?' he argued. 4And
the poor devil won't suffer such confusion.
3How would you like that if you were
woman1" returned his wife with finality.
Besides, there's certain ecstasy in his con-
fusion. Think of his reward"
@He's chosen of the gods! Laura, when l
look at you can't but wonder why so much
sweetness was put into one woman when so
many are deprived of even little. Stevens
is lucky dog. Let us dazzle him little
tonight. I'll phone him.
STEVENS demurred little at first; but
~ before Barter turned from the telephone
he had agreed to drop in during the evening.
An hour later Barter greeted him in the
library.
drop the poker face, Gus, began Barter.
Lets get down to brass tacks."
Stevens was on his feet instantly.
II understand you have done me the
honor to fall in love with my wife, Gus"
Stevens eyes closed for moment, then
snapped determinedly open. mo, Bob, l
did not fall in love with your wife,