The Washington times., 1918-04-06
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Part One-(Continued)

But she would not alley me to
do so. She said that they had been
unkind to both her parents. and
that she could not take the initia-
tive in a reconciliation. IF they
wish for n, she said, they will
write Mhen the announcement OF
our marriage is made public
But they never wrote. and con-
sequent1y made no. attempt to
approach them.
so the A1ears passed on, and. as
! have itold you, we were very
happy. Ehsneyer i returned from
my days work tired, my wife was
there with a cheerful face to greet.
me. Ia the winter. she would read
to me from some book OF poetry;
she had a pleasant. soothing voice,
and knew how to make the most OF
II. In the summer We would often
wandeT in the park which adjoined
the LITTLE town, and wa always well
coined Sun-lys, for those days, eN-
cept for my urgent professional
work of my own. we spent in each
others company. Sometimes l would
met her at the still. station, and
sometimes. too. I would travel part
of the way to- New York so as to
on the return journey To the city
l went very seldom. though occa-
sionaHy Travelled UP with my wife
in the morning. On those Occasions
she always left me atftheS station.
taking a cab to drive to the house
OF her employer. we would meet
again in2tRe- evening. and return to-
gether TO our own home:
Laugh At Human Fraflties.
"She used to tell me a great deal
about the various houses in which
She gave her music lessons. Her
candOr was most refreshing. ard we
often used TO laugh over the pecu-
larities OF some OF her employers
or of the members OF their families.
How is little Esme getting On?' 1
would ask sometimes In the even
ing. Is she more perfect with her
scales:' Oh, she Is so stubborn
my wife might reply. and so dull
don't think l shall ever teach that
child Or. perhaps. ! might say:
Mrs. Manton, was she a little more
cheerful this morning. For my wifi"
had painted Mrs. Manton. one OF
the most important of her employ
ers, as a morose woman. And Glenn
enIine would say: oh. she is never
cheerful. 1t Is most depressing to
be with her. l can tell you lunch is
not a pleasant meal there. l much
prefer to have 1t with the Blakes.
And so on-and SO on. Always a
wealth of detail. / knew all about
these families as well as did my
wife: how they dressed, how they
spoke. how they behaved. II ! had
met him in the street 1 could have
gone up to him and said. How DO
you do, Mr.. Blake?'
Yet they were lies my wife told
me-iies. nothing but black lies!.
No Reason to Doubt Her.
81 was blind. of course; senseless.
foolishly blind: but ] had the most
absolute confidence in everything
she did and said. What reason had
] TO doubt her: Even when she
brought back valuable articles of
jewelry l never suspected, and ] al
lowed her TO wear them They
were presents from her grateful
clients
Once only was in Che smallest
degree anxious about her. She
failed TO return one night II was
a Saturday. You may imagine
with what Impotence II waited.
and What a night of agony 7 spent,
or course. | determined that the
first thing in the morning ! must
so to New York to search for her.
and this 7 was preparing to do
when she appeared. She was very
pale and apparently in torture OF
apprehension as TO what l should
think of her. She explained that
she had met her cousin. the rector,
that they had become reconciled.
and that at his earnest request she
had returned to his house. She
had intended to send me a wire.
but had absolutely forgotten to do
so. She had stayed the night, and
II was not till she was in bed that