New Britain herald., 1924-04-25
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there with Nigel she had been so happy--so very happy. Even now. though it was three years ago, she had but to close her eyes to see the old house, and the belt of trees, and wonderful sloping lawns.
 David held out his hand.
 Write and tell me when you have made up your mind," he said.
 Her fingers shook in his kind, friendly grasp. She knew that all ready she wished to make up her mind. knew that she would sacrifice sanything to go back there, even if just for one day-one week. But she did not tell him so now, and present. ly he went away, leaving, her alone once more.
 All day long the torment of what she wanted to do haunted her; she even found herself weighing up the probable chances of discovery. They were so very small.
 So few people who had known Nigel as one of the Brethertons of the Red Grange had ever known him after his marriage in London. And
 
 friends; she had dropped almost en- tirely out of her own set when she married, in the hope that Nigers circle would take her up. When she found that such hope was vain, she had not troubled to create a world of her own.
 And now She was on the other side of the world. She might never come back. and even if she did--well. she was no longer Mrs. Nigel Bretherton.
 And loved him best"
 Mary hugged that knowledge tight to her heart when she lay awake at night, torn with conflicting emotions.
 She felt as if her heart were fight ing her conscience--her heart that longed to go and do this thing, and her conscience which would not let Ter give in.
 CHAPTER XVI.
 A Chance Encounter
 She rose. after sleepless night, with splitting headache. Ii was raining and cold; the whole world locked dreary and depressing. 1t was one of those days when one feels as if the only possible manner of passing the time is by drawing tho blinds against tho chill, uninyiting outside, and banking up big fire.
 But Mary sat down by the window and stared into the street. Once she began to write letter to David, but after tho first few words she laid down her pen and could not go on.
 The paper lay on the table beside her. with it's date and Dear Mir. 1 Bretherton' staring up at her. | What could she Say? How could she answer him7 i To tell him the truth. Of course, was the obvious way, and yet her heart clune achingly to the memory | Of that one day amid the beauhes Of Red Grange. She must go--she must! Rut the miserable indecision con- tinued. She put on her hat and coat and went out into tho wet world. | The chill. damp air stung her pale cheeks into a faint flush. and soothed the throbbing of he rhead. | "l will go-I will!" she told herself as she retraced her steps.
 Rut when she reached the flat again she knew that she was as un- 1 decided as ever.
 i What to do? What to do? 1 She ate her lunch without appe- titr. The little maid hovered anxious ly about her.
 "You haven't heard from Mrs. Brethcrton yet, I suppose, miss" she asked hesitatingly.
 "Ycs. have. thought I told you. She is having a sea trip"
 The little girl stared.
 'Tor', Miss! And shall you go. too"
 Mary started.
 'I don't knoW--perhaps I hope so."
 She felt confused and nervous: she was glad when the girl was gone: but the little conversation had shown her how difficult it would be to keep up subteriuge for any length of time. if even this girls innocent question ling made her confused and i'll at ease.
 In ths afternoon she tried 10 read. but thought danced between her and the pages. She threw the book im- patiently aside.
 Her restlessness drove her again out of doors: she walked on aimlessly. through the wet grayness Of closing daylight.
 She was surprised at her agitation: as 8 rule she was SO if-possessed and quiet: this miserable restless ness frightened her.
 It began to rain fast: she. had brought no umbrella. and in few minutes she was drenched.
 She boarded a crowded omnibus and found herself wedged in between stout woman and young clerk , reading an evening paper. Mary was cold and chilled 10 tl1s hone: she found herself shieering. and Ioprd she was not going 10 be iIl. When the conductor came foi fares. she remembered with fright. cncd start that she had not brought i her nurse. Sf1e looked up at hin