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Bretherton proves an unhappy one.
When war Is declared, Nigel is glad
to enlist. He leaves Dolly in the
care of Mary Furnival. Nigel IS
killed and Dolly marries an old
sweetheart, Robert Durham. Dolly
and Robert sail for America, leav-
Ing Mary in Dollys fiat.
When Nigeps brother, David, calls
to Nigeps widow, Mary is ashamed
to tell him of Dolly's marriage.
David mistakes Mary for his broth
er's wife and asks ner to come to
live at Red Grange with him and his
aunt
News comes to Mary of the sink
Ing of the boat on which Dolly and
her husband left England. Aryoung
man who sees Marys distress offers
to go for news of the ships pas
sengers.
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
She told him sobbingly:
Mrs. Nigel Bretherton;" then,
remembering, hastily corrected her
Belf. Il mean. Mrs. Robert Durham.
oh, she cannot, cannot be drown
nd"
First reports are nearly always
kind hopefulness. '.And the Multane
was not very big steamer. She
carried only a few passengers, I
know. My brother came home from
the Argentine on her last month.
They may all be saved. You must
hope for the best"
Your mistress Is wet through"
he said. See that she changes her
clothes, and give her something hot
TO drink
Mary had already. gone on into
the fiat. She felt as If this last blow
was more than she could bear; it
Ieemed to crush her to the ground.
She was sitting in dumb misery in
the cosy sitting-room when the
small maid came in hurriedly with
= steaming cup of cocoa.
The gentleman said you were to
drink this, miss, and that he'd be
back as soon as he could. And your
slothes so wet!"
She coaxed Mary to change, and
stood over her while she drank the
cocoa.
II don't suppose it's any of 1t
true she maintained stoutly. you
can't believe a word of what them
papers say"
Mary had to smile in spite of her
Hretchedness.
Its only too true, she said
"Something tells me it's only too
true"
CHAPTER XVII
No Hope
1t seemed an eternity till ring at
bhe bell broke the silence. Mary
herself went to open the door. One
glance at the face of the man who
stood there in the wet night told
her that there was but little to hope
for. She gave a little gasp, and
leaped against the door with feel
Ing Of sick giddiness.
"It's-it's true?" she asked faint
ly.
He answered reluctantly that he
was afraid so. OF course, as yet de-
tails were not complete. but it was
known that many of the passengers
were drowned.
He would not come in when Mary
asked him to. but said he would be
sure to let her know If he heard
anything further that night.
1T is so kind of you," she told
him. II have no one else to help me.
Will you--May / know your name?"
He colored boyishly.
'Evans-Henry Evans" He hesl-
tated. 'And may / know yours?" he
asked diffidently.
"Mary-Mary Furnival."
She shook hands with him when
he left; she stood at the door of the
nat looking after him till he had
disappeared down the long flight of
stone steps.
Then she went back to the room.
and covered, shivering. over the
fire.
Nigel dead! Dolly dead!
Mary found herself wondering IL,
somewhere on the other side of the
mystery we call death. husband and
wife had met.
Such a few days had measured
their separation. after all, and YETI
they had never loved each other.
She rose stiffly when the fire had
quite died out. and crept to bed.
Directly she woke in the morning
she thought of the papers. Surely
the truth would be known now!
The little maid brought them to
her. Mary opened them with chak
ing fingers.
But only last nights news. with
few AIDED details, was printed.
But as the day dragged away fur
ther details crept out. A brief list
Of passengers and crew was pub
lished at the offices of the shipping
company, where Mary waiting
wearily; hour after hour. watched
the slowly added names with hag-
gard eyes.
Somehow all her anger and Bit
terness against Nigel's wife was
vanishing-wiped out by the merci-
less hand of Death.
And then she saw her name, and
that of the man she had married, go
up at the end of that short, incom-
plete list: Durham Cor Dunham),
Mr.. and Mrs. Robert-drowned."
She never knew how she got out
of the office. She felt as If she were