Harrisburg telegraph. [volume] (Harrisburg, Pa.) 1879-1948, 1915-06-19


tainted During a Feast Tor
ment.
tofd her the man proposed another
revenge. Her eyes met his and she
shrank away before the cruel CLINT
there. He bowed gracefully for
silence then extended his glass slight
ly as he continued:
And as a further token of my
esteem, DR.. Holland shall drink from
my glass"
And then she understood, under
stood even as the man she loved re-
ceived the wine glass from the man
to whom she was bound. The instinct
to cry out aloud a warning was upon
her but she repressed it. She stared
at Holland, fascinated. What could
she do? There was a slight smile
upon his lips but the smile was not
spontaneous, not the one she loved
She looked at Dwight. loathing him
for the eager expression of the
butcher upon his face as he watched
the physician for some sign of a
tremor. She turned away with a
shudder, conscious that Holland was
speaking. She could not catch the
words. The tumult of her own heart
pumping against her ribs was too
great for that.
And suddenly she realized that she
loathed this man too. Revenge-re-
venge-was that all man thought Of
lived for, died for? The man she
loved had been caught in his own
trap and was merely showing himself
a thoroughbred. And when he fell
dead. VINO did they think was to pay
for the scandal-who was to pavS
She half rose from her chair, even
as the doctors elbow crooked to sin
at the wine A second she remained
there, then slumped heavily against
the arm holding the glass, her eyes
closing in a feigned swoon. David
Dwights arms were about her, lifting
her, carrying her to the library and
placing her upon the couch. When he
left the room, after turning her over
to the maid, she listened to the excited
chatter, the murmur of suppressed
anxiety from the departing guests.
lulled by her husbands soothing tones
Out of the corners of her eyes she had
seen Holland heavily ascending the
stairs could feel herself listening for
some sound that would tell her what
he was doing.
David Dwight stood in the hallway.
shaking hands with the last of the
guests when she saw the doctor
coming down the stairs, a suitcase in
his hand. She half rose upon the
couch, then moved out into the room.
her breath coming in a little kissing
sound. She could hear the voices of
the men, then, for the first time in
their married life. was aware from the
shrill note in the millionaire's voice
that he was losing his temper. A sec
ond later came the scuffle of feet and
Dwight and Holland burst into the
room. At sight of her the husband re-
gained control of himself, dropping his
hold upon the younger man and
laughing.
And so ypu thought you would
leave my house, doctor? You thought
you would dodge the collector. Ell?
You thought you would take what you
wished and then evade the payment,
my young friend?"
Selma drew closer. 1t seemed to her
she had heard the words before. and
place where. All, yes! It had been
the whisper in her ear the whisper of
Fate. Dwight was laughing still, a
laughter from which En restraint had
been secured. He looked from one to
the other Of his prey.
well. leave the hGnse, doctor. II
you wish. Leave the hcuaA and !
shall brand you everywhere as the
man who tried to kill his patient so he
could steal his wife-or rather take
the wife he already had stolen. You
are at liberty to leave the house, Doc
tor Holland"
Suddenly the laughter died out OF
his voice and his face grew grim and
terrible, deadly, implacable.
"Of course you cannot leave the
house. Neither OF you can leave the
house. I am a millionaire and did
not get those millions by leaving things
by permitting bills to go un-
collected. I gained my money-by
buying 1t: I gained my wife-by pur-
chase; I bought my health"
"Health-that 1 bought; Life-that
I bought from you, Holland. Woman
of purchase-when I bought you,
Selma. And in my vaults you shall
stay-both OF you. Here in this house
you shall remain with me until death,
by natural means comes to release
you. Here in this house you shall live.
both of you. and you shall look upon
each other, you shall long for one an
ther-but the jailer will be here In
this debtors prison also"
"A nun and a monk-and a jailer.
An unwilling nun, an unwilling monk
and a jailer And there shall be no
of that love; there shall be
no caress that shows that love. For I
shall be a good jailer And you shall
see to 1t that I live long. Doctor Hol-
land And you shall see to II that
your husband Is made comfortable,
Selma. For you are paying the price,"
WHO PAYS?
The dfth aforv in thA WHO DAVE