The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1915-04-22
CHAPTER WI.
Ranlab the Hindu.

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usual, the affairs OF the household In
the privacy OF their room on the third
floor remote. not, however, without
first convincing themselves that the
shadowy Ranjab was nowhere within
range OF their croaking undertones.
From the prescribed regions down
stairs came the faint sounds OF piano
and the Intermittent chatter of many
voices. Someone was playing la
Paloma."
These new days were not like the
old ones. Once they had enjoyed,
even commanded, the full freedom Of
the house. It had been their privi-
lege, their prerogative, to enter into
every social undertaking that was
planned In fact. they had come to
regard themselves as hosts. or. at the
very least, guests Of honor on such
occasions. They had o joyous way of
lifting the responsibility of converse.
tion from everyone else; and, be II
said to their credit, there was no sub.
ject on which they couldn't talk with
decision and fluency, whether they
knew anything about 1t or not.
And nowadays II was different. They
we're not permitted to appear when
guests were In the house. The sump.
tuous dinners-of which they heard
something from the servants-were no
! longer graced by their presence. They
we're amazed and not little irritated
TO observe. by listening at the head OF
the stairs, that the unfortunate
guests. whoever they were. always
seemed to be enjoying themselves.
They couldn't. for the life OF them. un-
derstand how such condition was
possible.
Brood had been working rather
steadily at his journal during the past
two or three weeks He had reached
point in the history where his own
memory was somewhat vague, and
had been obliged to call upon his old
comrades to supply the facts. For
several nights they had sat with him,
going over the scenes connected with
their earliest acquaintance = those
black days In Calcutta. Lydia had
brought over her fathers notes and
certain transcripts OF letters he had
written to her mother before their
marriage. The four of them were put
ting those notes and narratives into
chronological order. Brood, after
three months OF married life and fri
volity. suddenly had decided to devote
himself almost entirely to the compile
tion of the journal,
He denied himself the theater, the
| opera and kindred features OF the
passing show. and as he preferred to
entertain rather than to be enter
tanned. seldom found II necessary to
go into the homes OF other people
Yvonne made no protest. She merely
pressed Frederic into service as an
| escort when she desired to go about,
and thought nothing OF IT, Whether
this arrangement pleased James Brood
time will show. He. too. appeared to
think nothing CT It.
The lines had returned to the cor.
ners OF his mouth, however and the
old. hard look to his eyes. And there
we're times when he spoke harshly to
his son. times when he purposely
humbled him In the presence OF Others
without apparent reason.
On this particular night. Yvonne
had asked a few People in for dinner.
They were people whom Brood liked
especially we'll but who did not appeal
to her at all. As matter OF fact, they
bored her. She appeared to be happy
in pleasing him. however. When she
told him that they we're coming. he
favored her with a dry, rather i'm.
personal smile, and asked. with whim-
| sical good humor. why she chose to
punish herself FOR the sins OF mis-
youth. She laid her cheek against his
| and purred! For a moment he held
| his breath. Then the fire In his blood
leaped into fame. He clasped the
slim, adorable body In his strong arms
and crushed her against his breast.
She kissed him and he was again the
fierce. eager. unsated lover. II was
one Of their wonderful imperIshable
moments. moments that brought OBJ
livion. Then. as he frequently did OF
late he held her of at arms length and
searched her velvety eyes with a gaze
that seemed to drag the very secrets
out OF her soul. She went deathly
white and shivered He took his hands
from her shoulders and smiled. She
came back into his arms like a dumb
thing seeking protection. and contin.
ued to tremble as II frightened.
When company was being enter
tained downstairs Mr.. Dawes and Mr..
Riggs. with a fidelity to convention
that was almost pitiful. invariably
donned thei evening clothes. They
considered themselves remotely con.
nected with the festivities, and, that
being the case, the least they could do
was to dress up" Moreover, they
dressed with great care and delibera.
tion. There was always the chance
that they might be asked to come
down, or. what was even more impor.
tant. Mrs. Brood might happen to en-
counter them In the upper hall. and
a., that ayanf Waa ttv, a