The Washington herald., 1915-05-05

UpOn the ~ountenanCs of Dr. Holland. as
their eyes met WAS half pity. ha!t-she
tremblcd violently as she tried 10 anaiyze
.CXactl, what the mainder of that en-
preston told.
Though she had fought bitterly
against it. there was something so
virile. young. so intrepid ABOUT
the mans fight that she had admired
him even though she knew the thing
he fought for made him the bitterest
enemy she could have owned. This
admiration she knew was more than
reciprocated. Not that, by the slight
est look or gesture. was II ever lndf-
Gated. quite the contrary. With her
woman's intuition she read Alright the
fact that his very avoidance of her
speIt fear OF the attraction he felt.
Dwight turned in his chair and she
moved toward him. There was the
light of a great happiness i'll his eyes,
an expression which seemed to Glo-
rify the man. There was something
so tremendously splendid about her
husband and something so delicately
fine and sensitive that seemed con-
tiuually asserting itself in his face.
causing such hot DIFFERENTIATION to
arise within herself that she hated
him for the torture he innocently
caused.
There was something ELECTRICAL in
the very air of the room. something
that caused her to be afraid. Dwight
took her hand. resting it upon his
chest fondlinS it tenderly. The phys
ician and Mrs. Presley moved softly
from the room. She looked at the
millionaires face more intently, her
heart futterinS as she saw some great
change there. She could not analyze
il, could not say exactly what IL was
that il contaminated something that
had been in process for long time
but which had been so gradual as to
almost entirely escape her notice.
And now, with great wave of self
hatred at the criminality OF the
thought, she read it for what il was
David Dwight. her husband. this
man to whom she was bound for lie.
was we'll man. David Dwight had
reSained his health. That life which
for so long a time had been afutter
was now fixed and rigidly in place.
Even as he drew her soft cheek to
his own. kissing her softly. tenderly.
she felt herself go cold. She knew
he was about to speak, about to tell
her of the miracle and felt that she
could stand no more now. She was
stiffling She must get away before
she betrayed herself.
blindly up the stairs to her own room.
Still no relief. The very house and
everything in it was depressing. The
very echoes of its habitation thun-
dered the sentence in her ears. Until
death-Until death-And now II meant
q lifelong agony-that sentence.
Snatching scarf she grouped her
way to the garden. fighting down the
bitterness within her heart. breathing
in great lungfuls of the still night air.
as though hoping from 1t to get some
anti-toxin that would kill the poison
within her. She seated herself on
bench in the little summer house star
ing sightIessly before her. fighting des-
perately.
She looked UP quickly at slow foot
steps, her eyes lighting as DIR. Hol-
land strolled down the walk. book
in his hand. For just second she
thought him about to pass on. after
bowling to her. then. with a little shruR
he seated himself beside her. She did
not wish him there and still she was
glad Of his presence. She could not
understand the conflict of absolutely
antithetical emotions the man stirred
up within her. She was unpleasantiy
conscious that something OF her own
feelings had been transmitted to him. else