The Beaver herald. [volume] (Beaver, O.T. [Okla.]) 1895-1923, 1915-04-15

sensing OF danger that more than once
he had experienced in the silent, tran
qsil depths OF great forests.
Il wonder what could have hap
pened to make you so bitter toward
her." she went on. still watching him
through half closed eyes. Was she
unfaithful to you? Was"
Good God. Yvonnei" he cried. an
angry light jumping into his eyes-the
eyes that so recently had been ablaze
| with love.
I'VE must never speak of--of that
again." he said. a queer note OF hoarse-
ness In his voice. "Never. do you un-
derstand2" He was very much shaken.
| Forgive me-" she pleaded. stretch
ing out her hand to him. Il am fool
ish, but did not dream that was be-
Ing cruel or unkind. Perhaps. dear.
II is because am-jealous."
There is no one-nothing to be
Jealous Of" he said. passing a hand
over his moist brow. Then he drew
nearer and took her hand In his. He
lounged again on the arm OF her chair.
She leaned back and sighed contented-
ly. the smile on her red lips growing
sweeter with each breath that she
took. He felt the blood warming once
more In his veins.
For a long time they sat thus, look
ing into each others eyes without
speaking. He was trying to fathom
the mystery that lurked at the bottom
of those smiling wells; she. on the
other hand. deluded herself with the
idea that she was reading his inner
most thoughts.
Il have been considering the advis-
ability OF sending Frederic abroad for
|, year OF two" said he at last.
} She started. She had been far from
, right In her reading "Now2 This
wlnter?"
Yes. He has never been abroad"
, 'Indeed7 And he Is half European
: too. It seems-forgive me, James
, Really. you know, capnot always
! keep my thoughts from slipping out
J You shouldn't expect II, dear"
, II suppose II is only natural that
you should inquire. he said resignedly
"Of my servants" she added point
edly.
He flushed slightly. II dare say
J deserve the rebuke. II will not be
necessary to pursue that line OF in
quiry, however. shall tell you tn,
story myself some day, Yvonne. VIII
you not bear with me7"
She met the earnest appeal In hii
eyes with a slight frown OF annoyance
who is to tell me the wife's sid'
OF the story?"
The question was like blow to him
He stared at her as II he had not hear'
Alright. Before he could speak. sh,
went on coolly:
81 dare say there are two sides I,
IL. James. It's usually the case"
He WINGED. There is but one sid
to this one." he said. harsh note Il
his voice.
THAT Is why began my inquire
with Mrs. Desmond" she said emil
matically. But sha'n't pursue ther
any farther. You love me; that Is a
| care to know-or that require"
Il do love YOU" he said. almost In
!. ploringly.
She stroked his gaunt cheek. THE
we may let the other woman-g
hang. eh?"
He felt the cold sweat start on hi
brow. Her callous remark slashed hi
finer sensibilities like the thrust OF
dagger. He tried to laugh. but onl
succeeded in producing painful gr
mace
: And now" she went on, as II tn
matter we're fully disposed OF. I'VE wi
:" discuss something tangible. eh? Fret
eric"
At Yes" said he. rather dazedl.
Frederic"
10 II am very. very fond Of your Sol
James," she said. How proud yo
must be to have such a son."
T. He eyed her narrowly. How muc
n. of the horrid story did she know? Ho
much OF it had John Desmond told |
10 his wife?
X. 81 am surprised at your liking hin
X Yvonne. He is what I'd call a diff
cult young man.
rs 81 haven't found him difficult" =
Morbid and unresponsive.''
~ mot by nature. however. There
joyousness. light-heartedness
his character that has never got b
er yond the surface until now. James"
Until now?"
er "Yes. And you talk OF sending hi
away. Why?"
as He has wanted to go abroad (,
W, years. This is a convenient time 4
n. him to 60"
But | am quite sure he will n
er care to go at present-not for awhil
at least"
te "And why not. may ask?"
Because he is in love"
lie ''In Lowell" he exclaimed his jaw Sc
W. ting hard.
ak "He is In love with Lydia"
or "Ill put a stop to that!"