The Indianapolis times. [volume] (Indianapolis [Ind.]) 1922-1965, 1924-04-17

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manageable children; she had hated
their mother. a naughty. unsympa-
thetic. nouveau richie: and, most of
all, she had hated the unkind freak
Of fortune that had made Robert
Durham a poor man. All her life she
had lived amongst poverty-the gen
teel. hard-tO-bea kind of poverty
which struggles so hard to keep up
appearance-and her soul shrank
from perpetuating it by marriage with
Robert Durham.
She loved him; she loved him as
we'll as it was in her to love any man.
and yet she could not face the pros
pect of a succeed villa and a small
income for the rest of her life.
And then one golden April evening
Nigel Bretherton had opened the
schOolroom door and walked into her
life.
she could recall it all so plainly
now, though it was eighteen months
ago; see him as she had seen him
then-tall, and good to look upon.
with the quick admiration in his eyes
as they rested on her face.
He had come to the schoolroom
often after that and. by the time
she had found out that he was a
well-to-do younger son with prospects.
he had proposed.
They were married n less than a
month; he explained that there was
nothing to wait for.
Il haven't any people excent q
brother who's been living in South
Africa for couple Of years. and
probably will never come back. He's
a good deal older than I am. and
came back from a Honeymoon of dis
illusionment and petty disasreements
with all the remainder of their lives
In which to repent at leisure
Dolly had discovered many things
during that brief honeymoon. the
most important Of which was the fact
that she would never care for anv
man half so we'll as she had cared
for Robert Durham: the next in i'm.
portance being that her husband was
perfectly conscious of the fact that
he had married a woman beneath
his own station in life.
The Bretherton's Of Little Helpton
were "somebodies," even though the
old mansion which had been theirs for
centuries had been let for some years.
a fact which Dolly resented.
She would have liked to be the
lady OF the manor; she would have
liked to live amongst blue -blooded
memories and portraits Of ancestors.
One day she said so to Nigel
But he only laughed
The old place belongs to David"
he said. Il suppose 1 shall get It in
the end, but you'll have to wait"
He took a charming fat for her ir
1Xensington, but Dolly could not for
get the pictures she had seen of the
Red Grange.
why is it LETT" she insisted irri.
tably. Why don't you live there2"
Nigel frowned.
It's David's. as long as he's alive:
I told you that; and when he was
ordered abroad for his health. he
thought it best to let the old place. I
couldn't have lived there alone 1
should have gone melancholy mad"
I'VE could entertain, IL he would let
US live there"
Nigel flushed
The fact is" he said desperately.
David doesn't know I'm married. I
haven't told him-he's such a peculiar
chap
Her eyes famed.
You mean that you're ashamed to
tell him that you married n girl who
was only a governess?" she cried.
He put a conciliating arm about
her
Don't be n little silly; YOU know
I was awfully in love with you" he
protssted-perhaps neither of them
noticed that already he spoke Of his
passion for her as a thing of the
past-''and-well. the fact is, IL I fall
foul OF David. he can stop my allow
ancs; every penny I've got comes
from him, and he might make It
awkward"
That was all eighteen months ago
now, and David was still abroad.
All these thoughts passed with
.ightSing raSddity through Dolly
BEetherton.e head as she sat ourisd