The Carlisle independent., 1915-06-03

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 We go tomorrow" she cried out, in ali ecstasy of triumph. She was convinced that he would go! La Provence!"
 Good God in heaven!" he gasped, dropping suddenly into a chair and burying his face in his shaking hands. What will this mean to Lydia-what will she do-what will become of herr"
 A quiver of pain crossed the wom- ans face, her eyelids fell as if to shut out something that shamed her in spite of all her vainglorious protesta- tions. Then the spirit of eXaltation re- sumed it's sway.
 You cannot marry Lydia now" she said, affecting a sharpness of tone that caused him to shrink involuntarily. 'It is your duty to write her a letter to- night, explaining all that has hap pened today. She would sacrifice her self for you today, but there is-to- morrow A thousand tomorrows. Fred eric. Don't forget them, my dear. They would be ugly after all, and she lo toO 5OOui COO IHe tO Ue uIdSSeu into-'
 You are right" he exclaimed. leap ing to his feet Tt would be the vilest act that man could perpetrate. Why-why it would be proof of what he says of me-it would stamp me forever the bastard he-No, no, l could never lift my head again if l were to do this utterly vile thing to Lydia. He said to me here-not an hour ago that he expected me to go ahead and blight that loyal girls life, that I would consider it noble means of selfjustifcation! What do you think of that? He But waitl What is this that we are proposing to do? Give me time to think Why-why, I cant take you away from him. Yvonne God in heaven, what am I thinking of? Have I no sense of honor2 Am r."
 You are not his son." she said, significantly.
 But that is no reason why I should stoop to a foul trick like this. Do do you know what you are suggest ing?" He drew back from her with a look of disgust in his eyes. No! I'm not that vile! r."
 Frederic, you must let me"
 T don't want to hear anything more, Yvonne. What manner of wom- an are you? He is your husband, he loves you, he trusts you-oh, yes, he does! And you would leave him like this9 You would"
 Hush! Not so loud!" she cried, in great agitation.
 And let me tell you something more Although l can never marry Lydia, by heaven, I shall love her to the end of my life. l will not betray that love. To the end of time she shall know that my love for her is real and true and"
 Wait! Give me time to think" she pleaded. He shook his head reso- lutely. Do not judge me too harshly. Hear what 1 have to say before you condemn me. l am not the vile crea- ture you think, Frederic. Wait! Let me think"
 He stared at her for a moment in deep perplexity. and then slowly drew near. 'I do not believe you mean to do wrong-I do not believe it of you. You have been carried away by some horrible-'
 Listen to me-" she broke in, fierce ly. T would have sacrificed you-ay. sacrificed you, poor boy-for the joy it would give me to see James Brood groyel in misery for the rest of his life. Oh!" She uttered a groan of despair and self-loathing so deep and full of pain that his heart was chilled.
 Good Lord, Yyonne!" he gasped, dumfounded
 Do not come near me-" she cried out, covering her face with her hands. For full minute she stood before him, straight and rigid as a statue, tragic figure he was never to forget Su0- denly she lowered her hands. To his surprise. smile was on her lips. You would never have gone away with me. know it now All these months l have been counting on you for this very hour-this eliminating hour-and now I realize how little hope 1 have really had even from the beginning You are honorable There have been times when my influence over you was such that you resisted only because you were loyal to yourself-Tnot to Lydia. not to my husband-but to yourself. 1 came to this house with but one purpose in mind. 1 came here to take you away from the man who has always stood as your father. would not have become your mistress -pah! how loathsome it sounds! But 1 would have enticed you away, be- lieving myself to be justified I would have struck James Brood that blow He would have gone to his grave be- leying himself to have been paid in full by the son of the woman he had degraded. by the boy he had reared for the slaughter, by the blood"
 "In Gods name, Yvonne, what is this you are saying? What have you against my-against him?"