Macon beacon. [volume] (Macon, Miss.) 1859-1995, 1915-08-13
CHAPTER xXlli-Continued.

wasn't Matilde that he held in hil
arms. You can't get around that, no
a he. Matilde's soul and Yvorne''
body are quite two different"
Cad, you are a~nalyzing things" he
exclaimed in amazemcnt.
But all this is neither here mol
there She said, flushing. "The point
Is this; We are going away tomorrow
for heaven knows how long-you and
J, my mother and your father. We
are going TO Vienna and in st. Ste.
phen's cathedral-where your father
II mother were married with poor
little Thcrese as Il of the Witnesses
in st, Stephens we are to be married
She viii not be there. She is not asked
to come with rs, She Is barred out.
Isn't IT the refinement o~f-cruelty?"
Cruelty, Lydia? I'd hardly call II
that. It's the order of destiny, or
something Of the sort. She gambled
with fate and lost out. She's a good
loser. She hasn't squealed once"
'Squealod? ! hate that word"
i hate squealer worse" said he.
But seriously, It knocks me all out
whenever | think Of her. Eve hest.
tated about speaking to father, dear.
You see, I'm in rather a delicate posi-
ton. Six weeks ago | was madly in.
latuated with Yvonne. ! don't deny
it-and he knows all about It. Cad
ia give ten years of my life II she
were going along with us tomorrow.
ia give more than that to see this
whole unhappy business patched up 80
that they could start off anew. But
I'm afraid he wouldn't take II we'll
from me If ! asked him to include her
IN lle-er-party. It's his affair, not
mine. you see. He'd be justified in
considering me selfish in the matter.
II might seem as though | didn't care
n hang for his personal feelings and"
Shes his wife. however," said
Lydia, with a stubborn pursuing of the
lips, she didn't wrong him and, after
all, she's only guilty of-well. she isn't
guilty OF anything except being "A sis
ter of the girl he wronged."
"Ill have a talk with him II Won
think best, said he, an eager CLEAN in
his eyes.
And | with %Yvonne," she said
quickly. You see, it's possible she Is
the n to be persuaded"
Hell never ask her" said Frederic
after a long period of reflection.
What is to become of herr" asked
Lydia. rather bleakly.
81 suppose she'll 20 away. 1t will
be the end"
II don't think | could bear II.
Freddy she said, a trace of tears In
her voice.
He swallowed hard. Then he cleared
his throat briskly. "Of course you've
observed that they never see one an.
other alone. They never meet except
when someone else is about. He rather
resents the ~high.handed way in which
she ordered him to stay away from me
until ! was safely out of danger. He
mas spoken of II to me, but, for the
life of me | can't tell whether he holds
II up against her or not. He says she
saved my life. He says she per,
formed a miracle. But he has never
uttered a word of thanks or gratitude
or appreciation to her. I'm sure of
that, for she has told me so. And she
Is satisfied to go without his thanks.
She rather likes him the better for the
way he treats the situation. There's
no hypocrisy about him, There's no
use shammlng, Lyddy."
i see what YOU mean," she said,
with a sigh Il suppose we just can't
understand things"
You've no idea how beautiful you
are today, Lyddy," he said suddenly,
and she locked up into his glowing
eyes with a smile of ineifable happi.
ness. Her hand found his and her
warm, red lips were pressed to its
palm IN a hot, impassioned kiss. ITS
great to be alive! Great"
va - 10 NIN Clitu, IL Is.
They might better have said tina;
1t is great to be young, for that is
what II all came to in the ANALYSIS. |,
Later ON Brood joined them in the
courtyard. He stood, with his hand
on his sons shoulder, chatting care
lessly about the coming voyag all
the while smiling upon the radiant
girl 10 whom he vas promising para
disc. She adored the gentle, kindly
CLEAN in these one-time steady, steel
like eyes. His voice, too, of late was
pitched in q softer key and there was
the ring of happiness in its every
note. 1t was as if he had discovered
something in life that was constantly
surprising and pleasing him. He
seemed always to be ~yenturing into
fields Of exploration and finding
something that was of inesti.
mable value to his new estate. Every
day he was growing richer, happier
and yet poorer when il came to self.
appraisement. All his life he had
the motives and designs that
to self. He had laid by a
great store Of hard things for his old
age; they were being wrested from
lim by this new force that had taken
possession of him and he saw how
lIy he had invested his powers. He
,nrraiaod himself very lOWly and with