Daily Kennebec journal. [microfilm reel] (Augusta, Me.) 1870-1975, 1924-02-01

couldn't do something to stop II Tn.
I became suspicious Indeed. ous
evening, when I had dined the,.
alone. he drunk three or four giassss
Of port, looked upon me benevolentlv
and remarked: "Ah. II only thi.
hadn't happened! She might hays
married an Englshman."
In other words, my position N,
unsatisfactory. ] was confruntinr
the girl loved. and who insisted
upon being grateful; a man to whom
! was doing a good turn, and VIVA
was most ungrateful; q father VIVA
was limiting to me that I should "a
something wanted to do. but COMA
not And stin dared do nothing.
The wedding was fixed for six vek.
hence; pleasurable excitement wus
stirring in the breast Of only ons
player in the comedy.
Perhaps, however, Lady Grace vss
not as happy as she ought to have
been az such a season She seemed
preoccupied Now and then I found
her eyes resting upon me with
peculiar expression When we wers
alone she would occasionally heave
q sigh. Once she even remarked
that II would have been better Il II
had let her die in Grosvcnor SQUARE.
But why?- ! asked. Haven't yoa
got your hearts desire."
II suppose so." she replied. =,
Nothing more was said. but On.
companionship grew more continu.
Gus, more intimate, more contlden,
This was assisted by the fact tia,
Lady Grace played tennis and go,s
with ferocity, while Scarlai played
tho piano Meanwhile, In spite q
letters and kilograms. Madame Scar.
lau was making difficulties, suggest.
ing that Scarlai should come to her.
II took me some time TO realize tina.
the key to her heart was made az
gold: / made Soorlad promise be,
500 pounds on arrival: she fixed her
Journey 50 as TO arrive on the eve "
the wedding.
My tender friendship with Lady
Grace developed day by day But
was not prepared for q fact which
put down to natural excitement; on
the eve OF the wedding Lady Grace
burst into tears. and rushed away
from ME. refusing to speak. This
was Just before dinner. But she re-
covered. as women do. Later on, as
II was a soft night. saw her with
Scarlati make for the terrace which
overlookS the grounds OF Goswyn
House. ! do not suppose he enjoyed
happen. 1t was aGonizing. but
looked at my watch: only FIVE min.
utcs to go. went downstairs. As
the clock struck ten ! met Madame
Scarlati who insisted on counting the
five hundred pounds. At last
ushered her up the stairs. then upon
the terrace where the couple were
standing looking up toward the
moon.
Lady Gr1ce." ! murmured. and
they turned round.
"Jeanne! cried Scarlati. Then. on
a changed note: Marguerite! what
are you doing here?"
whats this?" scredmed Lady
Grace. as Scarlau recled against the
coping.
Scarlati turned to me savagely:
This Is not my wife. It's her sister
Marguerite"
Madame Bordat giggled: eyes.
Carlo. / don't know where Jeanne
Is, but l thought I'd get out OF you
n little OF the money you owe to your
wife"
Lady Grace gave mufrled cry and
fell fainting into my arms. A li;tls
later. when she had recovered.
And now, are you 60
ing TO kill yourself"
oh" she murmured. IA she chung
to my arm: I'm so happy"
what" ] SAID. Have you al
ready forgotten Carlo?"
Don't mention him again." she
said. with shudder. Il was only
going through with II because l bad
given my wore"
Il wonder?" ! asked. whether
you prefer someone else?" She
laughed low. and that was all her
reply. But. about an hour later, just
before we went into the drawing.
room. she asked me to tell her the
whole story, which did. When |
had finished. she looked up TO me
with wet eyes. and said: ut seems
silly. but wonder II that woman
happened to tell you why her sister
left MIR. Scariati2"
because said solemnly, he
made a noise eating his soup"
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