The Washington times., 1918-07-24
The Wolves fNew York,
A STORY OF LOVE AND MYSTERY
Harold Has No. Right to Keep You,
He Is Dragging Himself, Lillian
Tells Esther.
Part One-(Continued)


The ring was but family defined
on the finger OF the shapely hand,
which. in the portrait, rested on the
back OF = quantity carved oak chair.
Lillian noticed that this hand and
arm were painted with peculiar
aelicacy, the wrist firm and beauti-
1uily nodded, the fingers well pro-
portioned II almost spatulate in
shape, and nails short and rounded.
A was the hand OF a man strong in
oody and mind. such as Harold had
been- The other hand was not
shown, the portrait being but half
length.
Have you seen enough" Es-
Iher interrupted Lilian's train OF
thought a little peevishly. She was
ured and nervous; it was a strain
70 hold the lamp so long.
Yes, have the picture fully i'm
pressed upon my mind. Did you say
MIS-. Borradale's was altered. too?"
Look at it." Esther moved on
9TH the lamp to the next picture.
You knew her, Lillian. Do you
recognize her there?'
Recognition Not Complete.
Tt Is she-and yet it is not"
cried Lillian. gazing with astonish-
nent and horror at the pictured
lace. 1T is amazing-terribIe. To
you, who knew Mrs. Borradale so
Intimately, it must be appalling.
The face looks as II it were grad
TnAlly becoming that of-another
woman" She whispered the last
words in an awe-stricken voice
Another woman"
The picture OF Mrs. BorradaIe,
nke that Of her son, was a half
Aength portrait 1t represented an
elderly lady seated in a high-backed
chair and the face was turned fully
70 the spectator. Lillian remem-
oered the kindly eyes, the high
forehead, the straight, aristocratic
nose, and the sad thin lips of the
original; but now, gazing at this
likeness, she saw a recedinR fore
head. small, red, gIinting eyes I'M
ger heavy brows that united over
= peaked nose, and. most marked
OF all. q cruel sensual mouth that
seemed to grin defiance from loose,
neshy lips.
1t was the suggestion Of a hor-
r1ble face-a face that NAV mot
have been without a weird beauty
once, though now revolving In its
accumulated features. its unnatural.
almost unearthly malignity. And.
strangest of all, il was merely the
suggestion of such a face. II was
As II the whole change had been
wrought by a few delft touches Of
the painters brush. The original
was not wholly concealed. Tn.
casual observer might still have
seen Mrs. Borradale in the picture
the other face was cunningly SUI
perfaced like a transparent shadow.
The eject was CHASTITY. Lillian drew
PACK. numbering. as she realized
the full horror Of the thing.
1T is awful9' Her breath cana IN
short gasps.
You see It, too" murmered Es,b-
er. She lowered the light of her
lamp and withdrew from the mic
ture. II was as IL she feared to look
~ II 1T is not only fancy, then?
began to tell myself IL must be so.
IS no one else had spoken Of il
But am certain that those pictures
are being tempered with-and how
horribly, how Wiley! Lillian. Lillian
what does IL mean" She chung 10
her friend in a sudden access Of
nervous dread. trembling from head
% foot.
Come away" whispered Lillian;
let US go to your boudoir. Esther"
They both breathed more freely
Nhen they had left the dining room
and made their way upstairs to the
cheerful boudoir which Esther had
made peculiarly her own
Lillian sank into an. easv chair
which she drew up very close to the
fire, stretching out her hands to the
glow. at is better here" she said.
7 feel as II had been in a yault"
The end OF It will be that YOU
must go away" said Lillian, firmly.
You are under no obligations to
stay and put UP with this sort OF
thing. You gave me a home once.
now you shall come and make your
home with me. Harold has no right
70 keep you He is killing himself
with some baneful drug. You can
do nothing for him. 1t seems 20 me
that he is converting this house,
which has at least been free from
such horrors up to now, into anoth-
er Adderley. Perhaps he cannot
help himself, but whether that is
the case or not, there is no neces-
sity OF you enduring these torrents.
Let us leave them uninvestigated.
What do you say, Esther? Will you
conner
Esther was about to answer when
there came sharp knock at the
door. The knock was immed .ately
followed by the hurried entry OF a
servant girl in an evident state of |
alarm.
'If you please. my lady. I want |
TO go away want to go away at |
once" che cried. with hardly a pause |
between her words. She glanced |
back timorously over she shoulder
and she was shaking in every limb |
what is the matter. Ethel?"
asked Esther, rising quietly from |
her kneeling position before the
fire and approaching the Quivering |
girl
I'm frightened, ma'am." came
the answer, land can't stay here
no longer. Indeed and indeed l
can't It's awful, that's what it is.
] can stay with my aunt in the
village tonight, 50 please. please
let me GO"
She lifted her hands in entreaty.
Tell me what is troubling you"
said Esther.
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