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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
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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.
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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.
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