Evening star., 1925-03-07

and caught her wrist, another fell
upon her right shoulder.
Jane, for the Lords sake, hush,"
said Henry's voice.
Jane caught her breath as if she
were going TO scream again.
Henry, you utter. utter, utter
BEAST" she said, and incontinently
burst into tears.
Henry put his arma round her. and
Jane wept as she had never wept In
her life, her face tightly pressed
against the rough tweed of his coat
sleeve, her whole figure shaking
with tumultuous sobs.
Presently. when she was hopping
her eyes and feeling quite desper-
ately ashamed she exclaimed:
Il had just touched a slug. and
you were worse. l didn't think any
thing could be worse than a slug.
but you were"
Henry had kissed the back of her
neck twice while she was crying.
Now he managed to kiss a little bit
of damp cheek.
You're not to-" said Jane, in a
muffted whisper.
why not?" said Henry. with the
utmost simplicity. You don't mind
1T, you know you don't" He did
it again. Jane, If you had minded
you wouldn't have chung to me like
that Jane. darling, you do like me
| little bit, don't you?"
"Oh, I don't! And I didn't cling,
I didn't"
You did. Take it from me. you
did"
Jane made a very slight effort to
detach herself. 1t was unsuccessful
| because Henry was a good deal
stronger than she was and he held
her firmly.
Henry, really hate you," she said.
| ANY one might cling. il they thought
it was a slug or Mr.. Ember and
then found 1t wasn't" Then, after
| a. pause. Henry, when a person says
they hate you, it's usual to let go of
them"
My book of etiquette said Henry
firmly "says-page ls3, para il
"A profession of hatred is more COM
promising than confession of love;
a woman who expresses hatred in
words has love In her heart And
really did see that in a book yes
terday, SO it's bound to be true, isn't
it?-fsn't 1t, darling?'
Henry, 1 told you to STOP" said
Jane; II simply won't be kissed by
a man I'm not engaged to-"
'Oh, but we are said Henry. II
mean you will, won't your"
Jane came very little nearer.
I'VE should quarrel" she said,
quite dreadfully. You know there
| are some people you feel you'd never
quarrel with. not if you lived with
them hundred years. and there are
first minute that you'd quarrel with
them and keep on doing it,
Like we're doing now?" said Henry
hopefully. Jane nodded. OF course
Henry could not see the nod, but he
felt because it bumped his chin.
"All really happily married people
quarrel" he said The really hope
less marriages are the polite ones.
And you know you'n like quarrelling
between whiles, and there won't be
dull moment. Will you?"
II don't mind promising to quarrel"
said Jane. mo, Henry, you're posi-
lively not to kiss me any more. I'm
here on business, IL you're not. How
did you get here? And why were
you lurking here, pretending to be
| a slug?"
Suppose you tell me first" said
Henry. How did you get here?"
IL followed Lady Heritage. I've
got an immense amount to tell you
She leaned against Henry's arm in
| the darkness, and spoke in a soft,
, eager voice:
1T really began yesterday. woke
| UP and couldn't go to sleep again, so
1 came down for a book, and just
as l was at the drawing room door
saw Lady Heritage come out of
the corner by Willoughby Luttrelrs
picture. Did you know there was
a. door there, Henry?"
Yes. Go on"
"She went upstairs, and I was try
| ing to screw up my courage to cross
| the hall when Mr.. Ember came down
the stairs and disappeared into the
some corner. OF course, then I knew
| there must be a door there, so I made
! up my mind to come down tonight
and look for it,
| Jane, wait" said Henry. You say
Ember came down the stairs and
went through the door. Do you
think Lady Heritage left it open?
| Or do you think he watched
her come out, and then found the way
for himself?"
NO" said Jane; neither. 1 mean
I'm quite sure it wasn't like that at
all. She shut the door, for I heard it,
and 1t certainly wasn't the first time
Mr.. Ember had been that way. Why,
he even put his light out before he
came to the wall, and any one would
have to know the way very well to
| find 1t in the dark"
Yes Then what happened?'