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ween Jean and the stranger.
He made no effort to interfere; in
fact, he was only too glad to give
Jean any happiness. For the first
time he was seeing his wife as she
really was, with her face wreathed
in smiles, and with a hundred little
girlish graces that made her ador-
ably young and sweet.
Since that night when Mark had
held Jean in his arms there. had
been but one feeling in his heart,
the desire to make her care. He
would have given anything in the
world for just one of the smiles that
she showered on Dick Mason. but
eyes: the memory that was sweet
TO Mark and evidently closed her
heart to him forever. She would
never forget the fact that he had
broken his promise.
Mark liked Dick Mason. He
thought of him as a nice. clean
woung people there was simply a
frank friendship which did much to
/ ameliorate jeans loneliness.
Mark withdrew his objection to
Jeans riding and she and Dick often
rode together. They even went to
town one day and brought back
yards of bright material which
Jean fashioned into curtains for the
ranch living room. Fat pillows ap-
peared in the chairs, and even lamp
4 shades Of the same material helped
I to make things bright.
Often Mark heard Jean humming
! little tunes to herself and a great
. pain would tear at his heart. What
oh fI1of In
himself lacked? Why was it that
he could meet Jean on equal terms
while her own husband was barred
out of her life? Mark did not I'M
z derstand that Jean had been used
to a different type of man. In the
first place Marks virility overpow-
cred her, his lack of social graces
set him apart from her, and all of
these things, which would not have
mattered at all had she loved him,
doomed up as an impossible bar
rier between them because he had
forced her to marry him.
Dick Mason had come west to do
some railroad constructing on a
branch line. He was Of jeans own
class. He was considerate of her
"A every wish, and it was possible for
Il them to chat casually about things
that would have seemed to lack i'm
portance to Mark.
Dick was frankly amazed TO meet
woman like Jean buried out here
in the wilderness and he spoke of it
once and only once, for Jean showed
very plainly that she had no wish
to discuss the subject with any one.
It was one day when they were
riding together and Dick had said
= suddenly:
Whatever possessed you to mar
ry a man who would bring you out
here to live? Somehow I imagine
you in a different environment, a
long drawing room with shaded
lights and the scent Of flowers, and
you IN a wonderful gown dispensing
tea to your friends"
He spoke lightly. but Jeans voice
was sharp when she answered:
''We don't always choose our en-
vironments, and a woman must live
where her husband has interests"
There was an air Of finality about
what she said that prevented Dick
from going further. But her very
evasion of the subject showed him
more clearly than anything else
could have the face that she was not
happy and that her life here in the
west. shut off from the comradeshir
OF her own kind, was not of her
choosing It went far toward col
oring his thoughts of her for Die
was young and impressionable, an
Mark put no obstacles in the way
Of his seeing lean whenever and as
often as he liked.
Chapter XVIII
The Forfeit