Northern Wisconsin advertiser. [volume] (Wabeno, Wis.) 1898-1925, 1914-05-29


elry, but there was single white rose
in her dark hair, where it had been
placed by the whimsical Hetty an hour
earlier as they left the dinner table.
He is coming out on the eleven
thirty, Sara" said the girl nervously,
unless you will send the motor in for
him. The body Of his car is being
changed and it's in the shop. He must
have been jesting when he said he
would pay for the petrol should
have said gasoline"
Sara laughed. you will know him
better, my DEAR" she said. Leslie is
very light-hearted.'
He suggested bringing a friend,
went on Hetty hurriedly. "a Mr.
Booth, the portrait painter"
Il met him in Italy. He is charm
ing. You will like him. too, Hetty."
The emphasis did no. escape notice.
1T seems that be is spending fort
night In the village, this Mr.. Booth,
painting spring lambs for rest and
recreation, Mr.. Leslie says"
AAOn uS 10 dI OuI vel 6dISp, odk1
Sara, looking up suddenly.
II wonder If he can be the man I
saw yesterday at the bridge" unused
Hetty. us he tall?"
Il really can't say. He's rather
vague. 1t was six or seven years ago."
ct was left that Mr.. Wrandall is to
come out on the eleven-thirty," ex-
planned Hetty. 81 thought you wouldn' t
like sending either of the motors In"
"And Mr.. Booth?"
1--WE are to send for him after Mr..
Wrandall arrives. He is stopping at
the inn, wherever that may be-"
Poor fellow!" sighed Sara, with a
grimace. 81 am sure he will like us
immensely If he has been stopping at
the inn."
Hetty stood staring down at the
blazing logs for full minute before
giving expression to the thought that
troubled her.
Sara" she said, meeting her
friends eyes with steady light in her
own, why did Mr.. Wrandall ask for
me instead Of you? 1t is you he is
coming to visit, not me. 1t is your
house. Why should-"
my DEAR" said Sara glibly, 81 am
merely his sister-in-law. 1t wouldn't
be necessary to ask me If he should
come. He knows he is welcome"
Then why should he feel called up
on to"
Some men like to telephone, sup
pose," said the other coolly.
81 wonder if you will ever under
stand how feel about-about certain
things, Sara"
What, for instance?"
well, his very evident interest in
me-" cried the girl hotly. 'He sends
me flowers-this Is the second box
this ,week-and he is so kind, SO very
friendly, Sara, that can't bear it
really can't"
Mrs. Wrandall stared at her. "You
can't very well send him about his
business" she said, unless he be-
comes more than friendly. Now, can
your"
beastly," groaned the girl.
Sara faced her squarely. "See here,
Hetty," she said levelly, I'VE have
made our bed, you and l. We must lie
in it---together If Leslie Wrandall
chooses to fall in love with you, that
is his affair, not ours. We must face
every condition. In plain words, we
must play the game"
What could be more appalling than
to have him fall in love with me?"
"The other way round would be
more dramatic, should say"
Good God Sara!" cried the girl in
horror How can you even speak of
such thing?"
after all, why shouldn't" began
Sara, but stopped in the middle of her
suggestion, with the result that 1t had
its full effect without being uttered in
so many cold-blooded words. The girl
shuddered.
1. wish, Sara, you would let me un.
burden myself completely to you," she
pleaded, Selling her friends hands.
"You have forbidden me"
Sara jerked her hands away. Her
eyes flashed. 81 do not want to hear
it." she cried fiercely. Never, never!
Do you understand? 1t is your secret
/ will not share it with you. / should
hate you If / knew everything. AS ii
is, love you because you are WON
an who suffered at the hand of one
who made me suffer. There is moth
ing more to say. Don't bring up the
subject again. / want to be your
friend for ever, not your confidante
There is a distinction. You may be
able to see how very marked 1t is in
our case. Hetty. What one does not
know. seldom hurts"
But want to justify myself"
1T isn't necessary" cut in the other
so peremptorily that the girls eyes
spread into a look of anger. Where
upon Sara Wrandall threw her arm
about her and drew her down beside
her in the chaise-lounge. Il didn't
mean to be harsh." she cried. I'VE
must not speak of the past, that's all
The future is not likely to hurt us
dear Let US avoid the past
"The futurei" sighed the girl, star
ing blankly before her.
ITO appreciate what II Is to be,