Alma record., 1915-07-01

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I'll go! Therell be no scandal, none
at all. I'll just go and that will be an.
end of it,
Wainwright strobe forward.
'Nor' lie shouted, with primitive vio-
lence. IL say no.
"No, no.' she gasped. You must let
me 90. It's the only way
Andrews voice came is gloating ac-
quiescence:
"That is ii, precisely
Wainwright however. was not TO be
intimidated by this mysterious con
spiracy that meant the wrecking of
his life's happiness.
mol There are things you must tell
me-" His eyes pierced 10 the soul OF
his wife. so that she dropped her own
and answered hurriedly:
Very well. Only. please. hurry.
What do you want TO know"
Andrew again interrupted. very bland
ly now:
"You wish to know about the money,
perhapsy' =
About the money!" Wainwright re-
peated
The wife hesitated
1T was for Jim she said feebly, for
the soul OF her revolted almost beyond
endurance 1T WAS for him-Creegan.
Oh. you've been good 20 me IN your
way. Cortland. But your way isn't my
way. and-and now it's over
Wainwright spoke with an infection
of half amused tolerance:
You are making it very easy for
me to let you 80. DO you know that|
The wife blanched. .ss---s-,,-
"And why notf" she responded. with
an effort toward brazen assurance.
"Hayen't you heard what Mr.. Andrew
said? And, now Her voice was
tremuous, then broken with the bur
den of feeling. Yet she finished brave
ly, And now I'm on
Andrew added his word of corrobo-
ration, With a certain dreadful. mirth-
less jecoseness:
Yes. the games overt.
wainwright was contemplating his
wife with Il strange intenseness. He
approached her closely and spoke in a
voice that seemed plant to her control
/ II see,' he said slowly. when do
you wish to go;"
The answer came in Il great gasp OF
despair.
! "Now-at once,"
OF a sudden some delicate phase of
expression in the beautiful face before
him caught tie attention Of Vain
wright, diverted it TO a new under
standing not complete yet. but enough
for guidance in this time Of crisis.
Il see" he said softly. But. Lu'
Gene, you've overlooked one rather i'm
portant thing"
His wife stared at him uncompre-
hendingly.
Have II" she questioned mechan-
ically
yes" Wainwright answered. "Of
course dare say. it's matter really
Of no moment 10 any one except my
self. But the fact is you've made me
love you"
There came from the girl tiny
burst OF sound, indeterminate, yet
fraught with emotion. The husband
continued with a curious severity OF
expression:
you had forgotten thatY
"The wife gasped. Her color flowed
TO and fro IN her face. so that she was
pallid and fevered in the same instant
.s%o mo-" she brpathcl
But hadn't you?" Wainwright per
sisted. Hadn't you forgotten. too,
how you-fce! toward-meY
Lucene shuddered visibly. But her
resolve OF martyrdom. formed under
the specious arguments Of Andrew. still
held. She would not yield to the love
light in her husbands eyes-the en-
veloping caress In his voice
NO. no. she cried with a hys
;orical vehemence Don't sou seei
That was all part Of the game my" p
Wainwrisht smiled Iuscruiably
Something in the manner Of his wife
was convincing toward comfort.
"Oh, yes, TO be sure" he said smooth
ly. "All a part Of the gamel AnC
that-that is-allT'
Lucene faltered. shrank. could not
meet his searching eyes.
THAT" she said despairingly-"tha'
is-allv
Wainwright went slowly toward his
wife. There was something compel
Ing In his aspect. something that bea
upon her heart and bent IL to his will
despite her struggle against him
Blindly she saw an imperative gesture
from Andrew. bidding her so. She
gave no heed to IT, Her whole sou
was absorbed by the man she loved
who came close to her. and looket
down on her with eyes that searched
within the innermOst recesses of he
soul
Continued Next Week.