The Washington herald., 1922-10-31

trg his Imprisonment. Jarroman surprises
Of rood fortune. and tells rhsed that his
} sufterinss IN prison have burned out Of nim
every emotion except hate and an insatta Die
desire for vengssnce against John Csmdsn'
his one time friend, who stole his wife.
TAeed tells him that Camden has been
dead nineteen years. Janoman's hate-be-
fosEed mind bids him make camdsn's limo.
cent young daughter Q victim In place OF
her father.
Continued from Yesterday.
My friend. cannot let you 60
until you have satisfied me on one
point. You reminded yourself that
Camden had a daughter She was
a child of the same age as your
own when 1t happened; she is as in
nocent as your child Of any injury to
yourself"
y know" said Jarroman. And 1t
8 Ezs as II he had added: 1T will
FAKE no difference"
Theed. who would have shrunk
but little from some understandable
object. felt. II for the first time in
his life, a genuine moral indig gna-
ton
surely, Jarroman. even your suf-
ferings cannot have debased you to
the point that you would strike an
innocent woman for her fathers
sin II is unthinkable. man. 1t
goes beyond all villsiny or crooked
ness"
Il know II. It is her tragedy tina,
her father is dead-and mine. For
now my soul will have the stain
Of cruelty and Injustice"
In that case-why-
'I have told you that for twenty
years have been sustained.
stronger than myself" answered
Jarroman- Something stronger
than myself" he repeated.
"weIl?"
y meant IT," sad Jaroman. and
strode from the solicitors office.
Stranack Avows His Love.
Late afternoon, In a room in a
wing Of Doucester house. one of
tu- stateliest OF the many fine
t'uses that face Regents park, Ma
"a Quest was typewriting with a
speed and diligence that had made
nrr an expert at her work
he room had been converted into
g. Office by Lord Gloucester in or
Der that his son. the Hon. wilfred
S.ranack. who was standing as
T1-liamentary candidate for an ad-
tsrent borough. might conveniently
fral with the clerical duties that
nverf'owed from his committee
room II seemed sometimes to Ma
l.a that the overflow would stand
greater chance of diminishing II
TIE committee room were TO see a
lr-ie more Of the Hon. wilfred
brt she herself little less.
The girls slender white fingers
rri over the machine. They were
r"-'a typist's fingers in the least.
a~d yet ever since Nadia had earned
lr own living she had typed for
r.-E hours a day. She would go
'~ trrinE for years vet. she sup
sd. al least 1t was better paid
'au hoUsework. But one day she
-.uId he old.
Hey mouth drooped at the idea
- her deep eyes clouded Her
..iS slipped from the keys and
.-esd themselves on her lap. She
a"d suddenly wistful and fragile
AMI eNquIsitely appealing.
Her mind flew back to life with
trr Hannah Quest. q, how dull II
r5 been. Her earliest memories
T1-a "f Aunt Hannah's dim old
ara"iuC room that was so weari-
some 20 dust She had grown up
o. tie neck and call of that stern,
vHite-haired old lady who spoke
% seldom of the mother and father
NADIA had never known
Aunt Hannah's was fathers eld-
eSr sister. Nadia had gathered. and
a. fathers death-but one never
spoke of father in that quiet house.
N"r nf mother. Nor OF anything
ave dustinR and duty. Sometime es
Nadia had thought that Quest was
nor Aunt Hannah's real name. nor
hers But Mr.. Theed. the lawyer
who came to see them occasionally.
-" a give her nothing to go upon.
smooth, Tnctuous man. Nadia
had always disliked him.
She scolded herself for her dis
HE ~ Aunt Hannah's death he
had had her taught typewriting
aud found her work. Indirectly II
was owing TO him that she was
Go-e now IN this beautiful. stately
Oil room.
Nadia rose and moved towards the
lofty window Outside people were
motoring or walking with their
docs; fortunate. wealthy people
wh" need not work for bread and
butter. Women in gossamer
fr0cks. perfectly groomed. luxu-
F'orsly idle. Women who. no doubt,
N"'1id laugh and chat lightly with
Wilfred Stranack. his equals in a
world where typists could not pene-
rate. Women from whom one day
would ChoOse--his wife.
'ia's flower ike face was grave.
ng, curling lashes had rut-
..r"t wn to hide that sudden silly
e IN her eyes that made IL
'- 4 she cared.
.f@s were violet eyes. wide set
'r strous. shining like stars in
~reamy oval of her face Her
was dusky as a summers night
-uI her laugh was like a summers
day Nadia. searching her mirror
for what she called t'attractive-
ness" had in some Quaint child
ike fashion. missed the fact that
she was radiantly. delicately lovely
May 7 come ina"
She wheeled towards the door. AL
ways she had told herself that the