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IIQHT MQt Onaimce Copyright, 1106, by tne Copyright, 1M, bf (CobUbumI from T!7 TrmTTTirTTiiin eitwi-wmcif 'normally triiiTuli'. only what tu aluioriiiul mt Inherited might work a nilwlih-f In t tils innii. Ill IImII.-hhiii-bii. hi t!CIUl'lCCIICI WMB llllt CUIIIMMjlll'Ilt up- cm Urn acir knowledge of aclf cunt rut, l.tit mimicry of tliu minder vice ro tiilrt'tl wmifililiiK dlrtVrcnt. II win lick of KlckllCIK, Mini hcciiue III till ult kiif will, iulii'1 and "dy ro ,H,,,, !, too, rcm.uu 11111I loiilr lack charity, iiikI to tho liltfmiln of dmmr Ida reply liml alwiiyH Inch either ovprcmilldclit or Wfiik. nnd It hud bwm vlwaya tho miiia- reply: "Not ' Tlnr I time." Anil now. thin l:iHt wci-k. It tmil coin upon Mm tlmt Hi" time vn now. Thi oLIrmlhti wn iihwidy on. and It luul ulnriiitit him Ktnlilciily to Ilud tlmt tint aklrmlidi wan already a luitth. nml n roil it li on. An he Mood there he linird voire tn thu NtahH. People hud Already hi'K vi to retire, hei'iiunc lute cnriN It lid point BhootliiK nl dmvn do not ojfree. And o point HhiKitluc plcnle In khuI)' chili onilo MIiiiN tvn ionilnr wll'i vomen. or wnn niipp'ifi.'il to t-e. Mttlo hy lit I lo (lie tuimilt died nwn.v. lie turned nnd Iik ';n trimly nt IiIm lied; then. Hlinltliiu: o:T the HshU. 1"' opened hi door nod went out I -Id the diverted corridor, where the e!iv:itor Hlmft wiih durk mid nly the dlci nIM lights liiimed nt iiiikIcn hi the 'i"W wuyn. ' ' Ho hud IiIm ruin coat mid cup with him. not IjcIpk certnln of wlmt he mlflit lo driven t i, lint for the present tie found the' ! "y window .overloo'iPn: the nwlminlni? tunk Niifllclent to hi''i.i the vigil. Senire from InlruMlon, tin there were no hedrooinn on tlmt corridor, hp toss ed cont ami cap Into the window cent, wnlked to mid' fro for nwlille llnlenlivr to the rain, then nut down, IiIh well (dmped liend hot ween hi Imudrt, nnd l'i alienee he f need thu encuiy. How lontf he hud Bat there he did not know. When ho rained Ids facv, nil gray nnd drnwn with the tuiwlon of conflict, his eyes were not very clear, nor did the fliiure Htandlns there In the dim light from the hall mean imy thins for a moment. "Mr. Slwurd?" In an uncertain voice. almoKt a whlnper. Ho stood up mechanically, and she aw hlu face. "Are you 111? What In It?" Are you mi urn. mm 111? No" Ho piiHsed hlu ban-Lover bis eyes. "I fancy I was clone to tlie edge of Bleep." Some color came back Into his face. lie Mtood Hinlllng now, the ulgnlucniffe of her presence dawn ing on him. "Did you really come?" he asked. '"This Isn't a very lovely hut Impalpa ble astral vision, Is It?" "It's horridly Imprudent, Isu't It?" she murmured, still considering the rather drawn and pallid face of the man before her. "I came out of pure curiosity, Mr. Slward." She glanced about her. He moved a big bunch of hothouse roses so she could pass, and she settled down light ly on the edge of the window seat. When he had piled some big downy cushions behind her back she mado n quick gesture of Invitation. "I have only a moment," she said as be seated hlmserf besJJa her. "1'art my curlosltv. Is satRSed In finding of you here. I didn't suppose you so faithful." "I can be fairly faithful. What else are you curious about?" "You 'said you had something Impor tant" "To tell you? So I did. That was bribery, perjury, false pretenses. rol bery under arms, anything you wiil. I only wanted you to come." "That Is a shameful confession!" she Bald, but her smile was gay enough, and she noiselessly shook out hor fluffy skirts and settled herself a trllle , more deeply among the pillows. "Of course," she observed absently, "you are dreadfully mortified at your self." "Naturally," he admitted. The patter of the rain attracted het attention. She peered out through the blurred casements Into the blackness. Then, picking up his cap and lndlcat- Ing his rain coat, "Why?" she asked. "Oh, In case you hadn't come" "A walk? r By yourself? A night like this on the cliffs! You are not perfectly mnd, are you? What Is the matter, Mr. Slward?" "Well," he said, with a humorous glance at her, "I haven't seen you for ages. That's not wholesome for me, you know." "But you see me now, and It does not seem to benefit you." "I feel much better," he insisted, lnughlng, and her blue eyes grew very lovely as the smile broke from them In uncertain response. - "So you had nothing really Import ant to tell me, Mr. Slward?" "Only that I wanted you." "Oh, I said Important! Why have you so ostentatiously avoided me, Mr. Slward?" she asked languidly. IWenTwpaBjny word I" he said, with n totlcb of irritation. "Oh, you are so dreadfully literal t" she shrugged, brushing her straight, sensitive nose with the pink blossom. "I only said It to give you a chance. If you are gomff to be stupid, .good ROBERT W. CHAMBERS CdrU I'ublUUinf Company. Hubert w. Chambera. lut iwk) uTkIj 1 1" !tiit Sim Hindu no Tiiovviiiunt to K. "Ye, then; I have avoided you, mid It doixii't hwomo you to uk why." "IWcuiIHe I klHHed you?" "You hint nt the true raou mo chlv 'ilruuidy, o delicately." aim nld. "that I ftcarmly recognlitu It." The cool uwkery of her vlce and the warm. I u h k color tlntlim neek and face were anoiicnioim. Me thought, with alow ItirpllHe, Hint alio ivuil not Jet letter Iieifei t hi her rule or the material trl urn ' tin nt over the Milrltunl. "1 .mi Horry I tunic." who? mild re flectively, "you dent know why 1 came, do you? Sheer loncllm, Mr. Sl wnrd. There In HoimMhlng of the child 111 tut mi III. you mc. It neeiim my falo to pi. my life In IjIiMIuk you gwid Uliiht." nhe mild, striilKhienlnK up und luriilim to It 1 1 it wllll the curileKU hiiiKh tcr loiiihlnjr mouth and eyes niinln. I'lieii. rextlnj; her wcUlil on one band, ber miiiKitli w hlte Hhoulder rounded le h!o her cheek, nho looked at him out of ll 11 !IK li III rt cyi-H. "What U It that women llud,ao at tmellve In you? The iiiiiii'm 'experl nced lii-oiu Iniii e? The iMiy'M uucoii aeloim eyiih itiiu? The myateny of your Self i n 'th'li'iicy ? Thb faulty hiiiminlty In you? The youth hi you nli'eiidy HlioiiiK traciiK or wear that hint or future Ki-amV What will you he at thirty-live, nt forty? Ah." nlie lidded nortly, "wlmt are you now? Tor I doll I knmf, ii loi you cuuiiot lell mil If you .'ii.:M." "What ni;!i!,i with you?" he arked lifter a 1 i ;clit. '('otints? I low?" "In yinir nft'ectlona. What prepos w:res you?" Siie Liuhed iimhn lounly. "Your ti'iilts-i;oiiie of thein-all of them tlmt you reveal. You luunt he aware of that much filready considering every-thliij.'"-- One slim white hand held u rose ugalnKt her cheek; the other lay Idly ou her knee, fresh and delicate B8 n fallen petal, and he laid both hands over It ami lifted It U-tweou them. ".Mr. Slward, I am afraid thla la le coiuins a habit with you." The ay mockery was not quite genuine, the curve of lips too seuBitlve for a voice o lightly cynical. Ho mulled, bending there, consider ing her hand betweeu his. and after a moment her muscles relaxed and hare - - - , round nrin and hand lay abandoned to tilui "Quite flawless perfect," he said aloud to himself. "Do you read bands?" "Vaguely." He touched the smooth palm. "Long life, clear mind and" he laughed "heart supreme over rea sou! There Is written a white lie, but a pretty one." " "It is no lie." She suddenly flushed and attempted to close her hand, doubling the thumb over. There was a little half hearted struggle, freeing one of his arms, which fell, settling about her slender waist; a silence, a breathless moment, and he had kissed her. Her Hps were warm this time. She recovered herself, avoiding his eyes, and moved backward, shielding her face with pretty upflung elbows out turned. "I told you It was be coming a habit with you!" The loud beating of her pulses marred her voice. "Must I establish a dead line every time I commit the folly of being alone with you?" "I'll draw that Hue," he said, tak ing her in his arms. "I 1 beg you will draw it quickly, Mr. Slward." "I do; It passes through your heart and mine!" "Is do you mean a declaration again? Y'ou are compromising your self, you know. I warn you that you are committing yourself." "So are you. Look nt me!" In his arms, her own arms pressed against his breast, resisting, she raised her splendid youthful eyes, and through and through her shot pulse on pulse until every nerve seemed to he aqulver. "While I'm still sane," he said, with a dry catch In his throat, "before I tell you that I love you look at me." "I will If you wish," she said, with a trembling smile, "but It Is useless." "That is what I shall find out In time. You must meet my eyes.- That Is well. That Is frank and sweet." "And useless truly It Is. Please don't tell me anything." "You will not listen?" "There is no chance for you If you mean love.- I I tell you In time, you see. I nm utterly frivolous quite self ish and mercenary." "I take my chance." "No; I give you none. Why do you interfere? A a girl's policy costs her something if It be worth anything. Whatever it costs, it is worth it to me. And I do not love you. In so short a time how could I?" Then In his arms she fell a-trem-bling. Something blinded her eyes, and she turned her head sharply, only to encounter his Hps on hers in a deep, clinging embrace that left her dazed, still resisting with the fragments of breath and voice. "Not again I beg you. Let tne go now. It is not best Oh, truly, truly It Is all wrong with us now." She bent her lnpAb"nded, with tears, swaying. INDEPENDENCE ENTERPRISE, INDCPENDENCC, OHtCON, DECEMBER 1, IuiiwhC theiT, with 1 treathrM sound; turned la but rm to meet but ilp, ber baodi roiitrtrtluff In hl, and, con fronting, they pMUMod, unpondiutf lb crltilN. young facea clone Mint honrti fire. "KylvlM, I love you." For an Iimtant their Hp clung. Kb had re iidcrcd hliu bin kins. Theu trem blingly, "It Is uacleM even though I loved you." "Hay It!" "I do." "Hny It!" "I -I cannot J And It la do ujio-uo ue! I do not know myself tbut way. My cy on fire wet. It l not Ilka me; there I nothing of nm tu this girl you hold m clowely, confidently. I do care for yon-bow can I help It? How could nay woman help It? Is not that fining!'.?" "1'ntll you are a bride yes." "A bride? Stephen, I cannot" "You cannot help It, Sylvia." "I must! I have my way to go." "My way lie that way." "No. no! I cannot do It; It Is not bet-t for me-not In-Ht for you. I do car for you; you have taught mo how tonny ll. Hut -you know what I have done- nml mean to do. and iniiMt carry through. Thn how enn yo i love a girl like that?" "licar. I know the woman 1 love." ' "Silly, she In wlmt her life has made ber-material, passionately Hclihh, tin able to renounce the root of ull evil. I-.I..M If thls-thls hiinnlnos were ours nlwnys-I menu If this nwiduess could lust our wedded lift I nm not good enough not noble enough, to forget what I mlulit have had and put away. Is It not dreadful to admit? Io you not know that- nelf contempt Is part nf the price? I have no money. I !:iiow what you have. I usi.eil. And It in enough for n mnn who remains un inarrle.!. For I cannot 'make thlugd do;' I cannot contrive:' I will not cling to the fringe of things or play that heartbreaklug role of the Kbabby ex patriated on, the continent. My rolo In life Is to mount to a Beeurlty too high for uuy quest ioii as to my dominance. Can you take me theie?" "There are other height. Sylvia." Higher?" "Yes. dear." "The ciilntmil; 1 know. I could not breathe there. If I card to climb. And I have told you what I am nil silk mi! lace mi l smooth ckinned selllsU uess." She looked at him wistfully. "If you can change nie. take me." And she iwe. facing him. "I do not give you up." he said, with a savage note hardening his voice, and ii iin-iiled her to hear It, and every drop of blood in her body leaped as she yielded to his anus again, neny lidded, trembling, confused, under the piercing sweetness of contact. Then her voice, broken, breathless: "Good night. Love me while you . .1 I ..1 . 4- can and forgive me. ooou uigui. U'hnro lire we? All all this must have stunned me, blinded me. Is this ,..v tonr or vours? Hush! I am nair dead with fenr-to be here under the light again. If you take me again, my knees will give way. And 1 must nnu my door. Oh, the ghastly Imprudence of it! Good night, good nignt. i i love you!" CHAPTER FTEIt the first few days or nis arrival at Shotover time had threatened to hang heavily 1 m. on Mortimer's mottled hands. After the second day afield he recog nized that his shooting career was nrnetlcnllv over. Then Mortimer, not vat iirme with self indulgence in more convenient foijns, cast about him with in his new limits ror accuiwuuu uc tween those hours consecrated to the rites of the table and the card room. He drove four, but found that it numbed his arms and that the sea air made him sleepy. Motor cars agreed with him only when driving witn a nmtfv woman. Forced through ennui to fish off the rocks, he soon tired of the sea perch and rock cod and tne malodors of periwinkle and clam. Then he took up hla headquarters In the reading room on the chance of his wife's moving elsewhere, which she did. unobtrusively carrying Captain Voucher with h6r in a sudden zeal for billiard praetice on rainy mornings now too frequent along the coast. Mortimer possessed that mysterious talent, so common among the financial ly Insolvent, for living lavishly ou an Invisible income, but, plan as he would, he had never been able to Increase that income through confidential gossip with men like Quarrier or Belwether or even Ferrall. What Information his nrettv "wife might have extracted he did not know. Her Income had never visibly increased above the vauisnmg point,' although, like himself, she de nied herself nothing. One short, lively interview with her had been enough to drive all partnership Ideas out of his head. He was always studying women. Vb!ii- iuf ore. Grace Ferrall had snap ped her slim fingers in his face, and here at Shotover the neid was nmueu. m.- Vendennine had left. Agatha Caithness was still a pale and reticent puzzle. Reua, Kathryn ana umeen tormented him. Marlon Page coolly au fait yawned In his face. There re mained Sylvia, who. knowing nothing about his species, met him halfway with the sweet and sensitive deference due a somewhat battered and Infirm gentleman of forty-eight, until a sleek hkMo from Malor Belwether spoiled everything, as usual, for her, leavlr her painfully conscious and perpiexeu between doubt and disgust. Meanwhile the wealthy master of Rinpks Fells. Beverly Plank, had found encouragement enough at Shotover to ..onturo nn tentative informality. There I was no doubt that ultimately he must I be counted on in New Xori, .Jut jno; body except blia hupetleutly Ttor dlel for the event, ud at the lltUe Iioiim party be slipped and elhl from every attempt at cloeer quartern nntlJ, rolling miKMitbty cuoutb, be landed without much discomfort eomewber between Mr. and Mr. Leroy . Mor timer. And It wm not a qii'ftton to "whleh would be good to hliu," ou nerved MaJor ItelweUier, with hie niU leadliig and iM'iimolcnt mirth. "It wa which would be good.mt qul kett!" And Mr. Mortimer, abandoning Cap tain Voucher by the iune token, dis played certain warning notices per fectly compreheiir Ive to her husband, and at tlrst he wne Inclined to recog nise defeat. Hut the general uiixucceite which bad fo fnl'hfiilly attended him recently had aroused the long dormant iletilre for a general review of the situation with his wlfe-perhap even the fur live hope nf eome conjugal arrange pient tending t award an exchange of views concerning possible alliance. The evening previous, to his Inteuwi disgust, host. bostcKi and guesti bad retired early In view of the point hooting at dawn, for not only was there to Ik no point shooting for him, hut he had risen from the card table heavily hit, and, le-ldi.s, for tho first time his apple" and port had disagreed with him. An he hud not risen unill mid lay. be was not sleepy. Hooks were an aver sion equaled only by distaste for hla owu company. Irritated, bored, he had perforce milklly filtered the ele vator and passed to tils room, where there was nothing on earth for him to do except to thumb over last week's sporting pcrlixllcals and Hiuoke himself stupid. P,ut It required more than that to en snare, the goddess of sluiulier. He walked about the room haunted of slow thoughts; he stood at the rain smeared pane, fat lingers resting on the glass. The richly flavored cigar grew distaste ful, and If ho could not smoke., what, in pity's name, was he to do? For hours he sat In his room or paced the four walls, doubtfur; cha grined, furious by turns. Once he drew out a memoran dum book and stood under . a lighted sconce studying the fig ures, ills losses at Shotover staggered .him, but he had look ed to his wife heretofore In s u c h emergen- . cics. His uneasi ness had pro duced a raging thirst. He button with his prowled around. Studying the figures. punched an electric fleshv thumb and waiting. Nobody came. He punched again and looked at his watch. It as tonished him to find the hour was 3 o'clock In the morning. That discov ery, however, only appeared to in crease his thirst. He opened the hall door, prepared to descend into the depths of the house and raid a side board, nnd as he thrust his heavy head out into th3 lighted corridor his eyes fell upon two figures standing at the open door of a bedroom. One was Sl ward; that was plain. Who was the girl he had kissed? One of the maids? Somebody's wife? Who? Every dull pulse began to hammer In Mortimer's head. In his excitement he stepped halfway into the corridor, then skipped nimbly back, closing his door without a sound. "Sylvia Landh,. by all that's holy!" be breathed to himself and sat down rather suddenly on the edge of the bed. After awhile he rose and crept to the door, openod It, glued his eyes to the crack in time to catch a glimpse of Slward entering his own corridor alone. And that night Mortimer, lying awake in bed busy with schemes, be came conscious of a definite idea. It took shape and matured so suddenly that it actually shocked his moral seuse. Theu It scared him. "But but that Is blackmail!" he whispered aloud. "A man can't do that sort of thing. What the devil ever put It into my head? And there are men I know women, too scoundrelly blackguards, who'd use that informa tion somehow and make it pay too. The scoundrels!" He squirmed down among the bed clothes with a sudden shiver, but the night had turned warm. "Scoundrels!" he said, with milder emphasis. "Blackmailers! Contempti ble pups!" He fell asleep an hour later, mutter ing something incoherent about scoun drels and blackmail. And meanwhile In the darkened house from all round came the noise of knocking on doors, sounds of people stirring, a low voice here and there, lights breaking out from transoms, the thud of rubber shod heels, the rattle of cartridges from the echoing gun room. For the guests at Shotover were awaking lest the wet sky, whitening behind the east, ring with the whim pering wedges of wild fowl rushing seaward over empty blinds. (To t centinuetf) KILLTHECOUGH and CUnETHtLtltJGS KnaBIUXSIHsS E1E170 FGR so a i.oo OLDS OS TRIAL BOTTIC f REE and AiATHnavr and im trgubuis i 1800. PS . '-7. j " r') AU OHOL 1 ft CKIirT AVfCfiilLr PrrpsnriaiforAi s!r.l!al!;! tor Food JolfttuH liugUioSkOTiiiuandlluHvhjf Pro nwlcs DigesttonXIrfrfiJ Omuni.Mi)rphuie oarHna JlxMltUtS' tlmiammm tlrrW. -r. PC al "To Hon . Sour Stonach.Dlarrtwa WomsJt orrvuisKmsjrvu im ru:ss omlLoss or Sleep- FacSw Signature of t .J 'Cytf' 1 NEW YORK. ', V Guardeed under tl Fao Exact Copy of Wrapper. 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