The Dickson County herald. (Dickson, Tenn.) 1907-1979, 1916-06-23
CHAPTER vit--Contlnusd,


eyes still Oh her face, aud, returning
Arnaud's salute, strobe across the
sunlit courtyard and disappeared into
the shadows. Husband and wife
watched him In silence, Then Arnaud
gave a short, ~half-angry laugh.
when the devil goes abroad II is
usually TO some purpose" he said.
"How did be come hereT'
II invited him"
HE had not called on you"
She shrugged her shoulders prsttily
That was Just what made me do II.
was bored aud lonely. and bored
and lonely people are bound to do
something mad"
you are very often bored, Sylvia"
Yes" she agreed. but does that
mean | am very often madr"
He looked up at her. his pale eyes
full OF moody usefulness. How much
eau happen In a year where a woman
is concerned. A year ago you would
not have been bored. Sylvia. You
thought then that there was no more
lovely place ON earth than Sidi- bel
Abbes, and that there was no other
man for you than myself. Now you
are restless and discontented. You
hHte the place and-perhaps your hus
band" The last words broke from him
with q petulant violence. 1t was the
irritable accusation Of a man who does
not believe what he Ia saying and ex'
poets contradiction. None came. Syl-
via Arnaud's fair head was still bent
over her lowers, He sprang upright,
his face ashy with passion, 40 you
hate me, Sylvia T. he stammered, She
lifted her eyes for a moment. but not
30 him In thoIr brown. velvcty depths
there were patlios and melancholy In
tinitely touching
"Oh, no. | don't hate you. Desire"
she said In her soft voice. Il have
never hated anyone, But you don't IN
derstand How should your You are
4 man. and not even n man OF my own
acc Women are so different. They
Tive In such 4 narrow circle. Desire,
and their dreams are everything To
them. They hold up Ideals for them.
selves. and the whole world Is gioriaed
In their eyes. How natural when a
man comes to them they should hail
him AS the contamination OF all they
hoped and fancied-how natural that
they should wake up II day and find
the glorious world a desert and their
idols shattered forever"
Have | done thaty' She made no
answer, and he sprang at her aud
seized her by the wrist In a paroSysm
Of q excitement, Have | done that
Am | the broken idolT"
She released herself with gentle do.
ciston from his desperate grasp.
ITS too late, Desire" she said sadly
When a man breaks a wcanan's faith
II Is always beyond repair
She moved away from him to the
~urtained door leading into the house,
but he sprang after her. barring her
path. bis eyes pleading aud full Of a
worship that might have touched her.
Sylvia, | will do anything. have
been thinking-thr Secnud regiment ia
ordered 10 Tonkiu. Shall | exchangel
II win give you fresh Surroundings
fresh society The climate Isn't bad
now, Or shall | get leave-I shall
take you TO England for a nonth-two
moaths- Tor we shall trave--"
She flushed suddenly.
1T Is not necessary do not wan,
20 take you from your duty"
HIS hand dropped trpm the curtain
Beneath the halt. closel eyelids there
ilckered two dangerous potats OF light
IN other words. you won't attempt
TO bridge the gulf that has come be-
tween us--at your wish, az | yeri,
believe, Very well. whatever happsns--
on your head be IL"
He turYrd away. and for a a,ouaen'
shs hesitated. looking back at him lib,
a child endsa vcrsng to penetrate th,
meaning OF some vague threat et III,
future. Then the curtains fell softly
behind her,
S~ldlbslAhhes has two great street,
running north to south and cas-; I,
west. In between are the little FOR