ma ccHuni 9Atvr obamb batcbdat, naaaaak i;fo9.
1 The
m By
1 m Dramatized by OLIVER. HERFORD
(Chapter Four Continued)
"Ton arc not jealous?" Olsa nuked.
. -If you don't want the truth no. I
em not." Herman replied, and In his
lone there was the peculiar meaning
which bis words did not convoy. "If I
were not afraid of becoming ridicu
lous I should sny warnlngly. 'Children.
le sure to be good." "
He paused and looked at both of
them.' Then be said:
"Goodby."
. As be turd ft Earl followed and es
corted bliu through the door. Olga
stood frowning, worried. III nt ensu.
Ker looked at her In surprise when
he returned.
"What Is the mailer':" Uo asked.
OI;;n staried nervously aud looked
at lilin. She pressed her hands before
ber eyes am) for a moment did not
speak. She looked awuy us Karl ap
proached Uer aud wild tenderly:
"Are you afraid? I I an- U'll me.''
"I dou't know what is the. matter
with me, hut Jm.t I'.j'.v. when my hus
band went i:vay. I felt as ft' I had
been left wlibst'.! a protector."
She broke o:v :ibnt;tly, aud Karl
urged her to o.':pl::lu. '
"What do you meas? I don't under
stand," he said.
"Yes, yon do. Karl," ;lm said as
' she turned aud faced him. "You know.
1 have fought against coming here for
six yours over since iny marriage."
Sbe looked away from him, around
the studio, with Its bizarre decorations,
and shuddered.
"Ugh! This place looks like a devil's
kitchen," she cried. "These strange
things, terriblo monsters, cold, white
statues, heads without bodies, and you
la tbelr midst like a conjurer I did
not notice them while Herman was
bare, but now"
Karl turned swiftly toward her.
"Bat now?" he asked.
Olga looked at him with an expres
sion of terror In hor eyes. The two
stood thns at bay.
CTAPTER V.
w I El' r to themselves in tne Dig
JLv I studio, facing each other,
Kurl and Olga were silent
There wns a look In Earl's
yes that Olga had never seen before.
Thero was u tumult In her heart that
she had never before felt It was
Uurl who Brat recovered himself and
tried to break tho silence, trying to
speak lightly.
"Don't be nervous," be said reassur
ingly. "This Is the reception room of
my studio. Every woman I paint
comes here."
"And do you paint every woman who
earnus here?" Olga asked slowly.
"No." Karl replied shortly.
There was another awkward pause.
Olga could not tell why she had asked
that r.uostlou any moro than Karl could
have tolj why he had asked Ilcrman
If he was not afraid to loavo them
alone. It was some unsuspected Jeal
ousy that prompted It.
"Did you understand my husband?"
Olga nskCvl.
"Yes. I think I did."
"Ho said 'I trust you.' Why should
be say that? Why should It not be a
matter of course?"
"You dou't think ho Is really Jeal
ous?" Olga shook her head.
"1 don't know." she said. ."During
-fee six years we have been together
and you have been our friend he baa
ettna pretended to be deslousv This
tot there Was something In Jits voice
that made me believe 4t was wore thou
nretonee. ' tt Is th first time be has
ever left as alone."
They were atandlug, Karl near the
door, whore he- bad bidden Herman
farewell. Olga was on the opposite
side of the apartment. In the alcove In
oe corner an open Ore burned brightly,
casting a red glow over tho big, co:n
rortablo armchair drawn up before
It with Hb high, pulpit shaped back
toward them. Karl walked over to
Olga and said with quiet oaruestuess: I
"We have tried to avoid it. OI.ci. j
tried for six years. Now that the sli- I
nation Is forced upon us, why not bo
honest? Let us talk about It frankly."
"I think It was sweet not to discuss
tt for six long years," Olgu said, smil
ing at him. "A clean conscience t:
like warm cloak, KarL It Infolds
na and makes us feel so comfortable."
Bbo tried to make ber mood seem
light, bat Karl would not fall hi with
"Last night whoa St was suggested
I should paint your nortratsnyon
are me took.! baa never seen bs
' he perslssd. "I wonder why."
- "I dost know," Olga answered, her
fear returning. "Don't let ns talk
about It I don't want to." 0
"You 'must not bo afraid of mo.
Olga. If I were any one rise yon might
he frightened. I am fond of you. yea,
at rerpectfully. I do not see what
harm no lie done by talking; every
fil:ir over quietly. It teems so long
e5n eeven ymro since they told me
that Herman was to be your buxliand.
It nss on the anniversary of the
-far-- 1
FERENC MOLNAR
Adapted
corynicHT. tsoa. HEjvuy ro.
"Oh, Karl!" she protested, holding
oat ber bands to silence him.
"The day we kissed each other," be
went on, speaking so quietly that It
seemed almost a whisper. "We were
almost children then. I was a poor
little chap, who gave drawing lessons
to Herman and bis sisters. You were
s little waif, fed cake and tea at the
millionaire's table. There we met a
beggar boy and a beggar girl, thrown
together lu a palace. Wo looked at
each other, and I think we under
stood." Olga covered her burning face with
her hands, and Karl went on:
"Wo kissed each other quite Inno
centlyjust one kiss, the memory of
which has almost faded."
"Yes, Karl, faded," Olga cried eager
ly. "Wo have grown up sensibly, and
we never mentioned It"
Kurl seemed not to hear her Interrup
tion, lie went on:
"You became Herman's wife and
went to live lu a palace. I found you
there when I came back from Paris,
still fond of you, but determined never
to tell you an, and when I met you
agitlu I, too, was somewhat changed.
f;i HI. when our eyes met, Olga, It was
with tho same look of the two' poor,
lOMjrlng little beggars of the years ago.
But v.o did not kiss ngalu."
"Why uot?" Olga breathed.
"Yaw husband and 1 arc the best
of friends," Karl said. "Though we
have met hundreds of times, you and
1. wo have not mentioned It"
Olga turned to him gratefully and
held out ber hand to clasp his.
"You are n good, true friend, Karl."
"Are you satisfied now?" Karl asked
her, smiling. "Yon are not afraid of
me, are yon?"
"No, but there was something in my
husband's voice that frightened me,"
Olga answered. "He knows what we
were to .each other, and when be was
leaving us here aluue I think It made
him feel uncomfortable. We aren't
In love uuy more, are we, Karl?"
"No, of course not"
"And It Is sweet to think that we
bavo not entirely forgotten old times.
Isn't it?"
"Yes," be unswered absently.
"Aud of course If we loved each oth
er still you would not marry, would
you, Karl?"
"Of course not," he said shortly.
"Now you will get married and you
will bo very, very happy. And I, too,
shall be bappy, because I want you to
marry, aud I myself have chosen a
sweet clever girl for you."
"Exactly," Karl acquiesced dryly.
"And now let us think no more of
It," Olga cried, her mood changing to
one of gayety.
She ran over to the door and turned
and faced Karl, knocking loudly on the
panel
"Now for work. We have done
nothing," she said. "Monsieur, I have
come to havo my portrait painted."
"Come lu, madamc," Kurl said, bow
ing gravely and entering Into her play.
"iood morning. '
"I hnve come to havo my portrait
painted," Olga said again.
Karl forgot the playing and oxejalm
oil seriously:
"Ah, last ulght I uindo a meniorj
sketch of you after 1 got home. I
bavo made many, very ninny, but now
I soo you differently."
"Why?" Olga asked, startled again
by his vohomeuce.
"Yesterday I saw the lines of your
figure; tjduy I see your soul," he said.
"Yesterday you were a model; today
you are an Inspiration."
"Please, Karlt please, don't We
agreed to end everything," sbe pleaded.
"It Is hard to end everything so end
.seaty." s Q
"Karl, my good fitood, I did wrong
m coming here," 0!a .ald. "Now
that I did come, let ns work. Take
your colors and brush. We must get
through with It as soon as possible."
"You are right Olga; as soon ss pos
sible." "What shall I do first?" sho asked.
"Take off your hat and coat pleaso."
Karl stopped toward her with out-,
stretched hands as If to help her. She'
drew back, with, n little gesture of ap
prvbensloti. "You mustn't touch me," sho said.
As she brushed hlui Kurl caught a
whiff of r;-u;yauco from hur hair that
was Intoxicating.
"Do you uso perfume on your hair?"
ho asked, qtiito luuucoutly.
"Cei'tatuly not," she laughed.
"Oil. thou, tt Is the natural perfume
of your hair'. Pardon mo; I stood
too close to you."
Olga removed her hat and cloak. She
looked up and saw that Karl was re
garding her Intently.
"You seem to be studying my fea
tures," she said.
"I know theni by heart, each one,"
he answered. "I am thinking of a
pose. Yon know your husband wished
a half length m evening gowfx"
"Yes, I should hare preferred a fnll
length In street costume."
"I sgree wlft Herman. Yon m$t be
Quick. It to getting dark."
"What shall I do?"
"Your waist You must take It off.
You tvul Cud aOturgwlB there from
which to select one Tor your shoulders.
I will go Into the studio."
"Oh. Katir
"Itou-X silnd. I shsJl dose the door.
EVIL
by JOSEPH O'BRIEN
savage,
Oh,' It Is snowing terribly!" he added
as he moved toward tho big studio.
"Snowing! Oh, Karl, can't we post
pone this? I don't feel well today.
Tomorrow I could coino and bring my
maid."
"Certainly not Your husband would
surely want to know why we did no
work today. Now I will leave you."
He left the room, closing the studio
doors behind him. Olga looked appre
hensively about her. Some mysterious
presence seemed to oppress her. Sho
fumbled with nerveless fingers at the
buttons of her waist.
"Oh, what folly!" she cried to her
self. "What Is tho matter with me?"
Resolutely she set to work uud drew
from her beautiful shoulders and
gleaming rounded arms the silken
waist that covered them. She turned
to get the Bunvfl, and the waist fell to
tho floor as she recoiled, with a shriek
of terror, from an npparltion that arose
slowly from tho depths of the big arm
chair. Whore there had been no human be
ing an Instant before Olga saw a tall,
strange looking man. He was In con
ventional afternoon attire, save that
his waistcoat was red, In sharp con
tract to the somber black of his frock
coat Ills hair was black. His up
ward pointing eyebrows were black,
and his eyes shone like dull burning
lamps of coal. His face was like a
mask, matching bis Immaculate linen
In whiteness. It was cynical In Its ex
pression and almost sinister as he
bowed low, with his hands folded over
n!s JttO&uit, and said ln.a low, musical
voice:
"Pardon me, madame; I think yon
dropped something."
He stooped and picked up the silken
waist which had fallen from Otga's
hands. As he held It oat to her she
drew back In horror.
CHAPTER VI. "".
LI A shrank from this strange
being, sensible of bis serpent
like fascination, even while
be repelled her. ' It flashed
across her consciousness that be was
something more than human, some
thing worse the embodiment of malev
olent purpose a man devoid of good
tho devil himself.
He came from behind the chair, and
as he moved toward her his every ac
tion heightened the Impression sho
had received. ' In a situation where
any man might have been confused he
was perfectly self possessed. His atti
tude was neither offensive nor Ingrati
ating; He became at once a part of
her surroundings, of her thoughts
yes, of her soul. It was this Influence
that she felt herself combating wltb
growing weakness.
"I hope you will forgive ' me," his
smooth, suave voice went on, break
ing the stillness almost melodiously.
and he bowed agalnr "I permitted
f myself to fnll asleep."
' Still Olga could not find tongue, aud
j sho drew yet farther away. The man,
I or the devil, watched her as she groped
, for the shawl, found It uud quickly
I wouud Its filmy length around her
I beautiful shoulders aud arms. An
j expression of cynical ainusemeut
i crossed his face. .
i "Excuse uie. but I awoke Just as you
' were about to unbutton your blouse,"
i ho Bald. "Propriety should have made
mo closo my eyes, but"
"Oh!" Olga cried, shocked Into
speech.
"Ob. I know, madame," he said, wltb
a deprecating gesture and another pro
found bow, "yon think I Mcptctous,
and you. only came here"
"To have my portrait potato"." Otgn
I saU quickly.
"Precisely. he'aequfeecetT, with, (ha
same cynical expression. "Oaky fas'
terday I met a lady at the dentist's,
and I observed that sbe peroatted heat
' to extract a perfectly good and yeny
i pretty tooth."
I "But I'v.Olga began, accepting the
defenalv'o position Into which be placed
her when he Interrupted her.
"Yes, you, I know, speak tho truth.
I am even at liberty to believe you,
but I car.uot."
For an Instant G'ja recovered her
self possession, and her Indignation
sprang Into u fiame that she should bo
addressed In this manner by a man
i whom she had never seen before an
' Intruder.
"I don't kuow why I penult a strau
; ger to talk to mo in vhls fashion," she
; exclaimed. "It amazes me."
I Tho man stepped toward her. Tcrrl
. fled, sho turued and fled toward the
door of the studio.
: "Karl! Karl!" she called.
! Tho stranger smiled as the doors
I were flung open and Karl burst Into
! the room. The young artist paused,
astonished At the presence of tho stran
; gor. Ho was more amazed when the
I man cried out Id the voice of genial
j comradeship:
"Hello, Karl I How do ySli do?"
"Why, how do you dor' Karl falter
J ed. looking blankly from Olga to the
: mysterious visitor. "I don't"
i "You don't remember me." the other
! said. "Don't yon recall me at Monte
Carlo?" iSn
a.'u. jen. ui Aiuuiu vnno, ruin
i said.
with dawning recollection.
"It was an eventful day," the stran
ger said.
-res, yes, of course I remember. It
was last fall, when I had lost all my
money playing roulette. Some one
stood behind me, and It was yon. I
was afraid when I turned and saw
you, because I fancied I had seen you
a moment before beside the croupier
grinning at me as my gold pieces were
swept away. But when I had lost
everything you offered roe a handful
of gold."
"Which you refused, but I saw the
longing to accept In your eyes."
"I did not know you."
"But I offered it again and yon ac
cepted." "Yes, and in ten minutes I had re
couped my losses and won $20,000 be
sides," Karl cried, with growing en
thusiasm. "I remember Indeed. Your
money seemed to possess mystic luck.
When you put It In my hands It glow
ed, and I thought It was hot It seem
ed to burn me."
"You were excited, my boy," sold the
other genially. "But you repaid me
and invited me to dine. 1 could not
accept because I was forced to leave
for Spain tUat same evening. I prom
ised, however, to call on you when you
needed me, and here I am."
He bowed to Karl and Olga, who
stood In speechless astonishment at
this strange dialogue. She could un
derstand nothing of this uncanny
stranger, this specter In black aud
white, who seemed to emit a lurid
radiance, as If his red waistcoat were
alive.
"It was kiud of you to come," Karl
said. "I am glad."
"You were not here when I entered,"
the visitor said, "and I took n seat In
that comfortable armchair. The warmth
of the fire affected me. and I permitted
myself to fall asleep."
Ho Indicated with a Bweeglng ges
ture the big pulpit backed armchair.
Olga started and cried out:
"That chair wns empty. I remember
quite well when my husband was here.
There was no one In it. I am abso
lutely certain."
Karl was so Btraugly affected by the
stranger's presence that he did not no
tice Olga's agitation. The other re
garded her with his expression of cyn
ical amusement, bowed gravely and
said:
"Then I was mistaken, madame."
"Won't yon sit down?" Karl said.
"Allow me to present you to bnt I
can't remember your name."
"It does not matter," the other said,
with an expansive outward gesture of
his restless: eloqnent hands. "I am a
philanthropist "traveling Incognito. Yen
may call me anything you like; call
me Dr. Millar.1'
"Dr. Millar," Karl repeated, seeming
for the first time to have some doubt
as to the character of his guest.
"Oh, you may rest assured my social
position Is beyond question," the stran
ger said, as if divining his thought
Karl did not heed the irony of IiIb
speech, but presented him to Olga.
who distantly acknowledged bis bow.
As Karl appeared to succumb to this
strange Influence she felt herself grow
ing Indignant Millar seemed bent on
provoking an outburst, and his aston
ishing remarks in another would have
seemed vulgar Insolence, but m him
they possessed a singular meaning that
made both Karl and Olga shiver.
"Under different circumstances I
should now take my bat and say good
by," Millar said after the Introduc
tion. "Rut 'thy Infinite tact compels
no to force my presence upen you In
this most unpleasant situation."
The Innuendo stung Olga. and she
turned to the artist
''Kart. I can hardly believe It." she
exclaimed indignantly. "Think of it
tils man dared to"
"How long has your husband been
dead?" Millar Interrupted, with exas
perating coolness.
"I am not a widow," Olga said, sur
prised that she should reply.
"Oh, you are divorced?"
"I am not."
"Then If you feel that I have af
fronted you I should think your hus
band would be the proper man to ap
peal to," he said. wh the utmost cool-
So sssniBsl Ik a trelaaw nii
hune anhnalf ttk stern srensji oat
ef the. lethexar ef tttetr aagea Uvea ta
h them to vIsTns Tmndng te
rssY, he west en:
'VoravsK IT van wttk 1 as au
at yew tistiiaal. last s yea net -see.
nuUanw, that tt woaM ss a stele
assay a your nartT
HO SMkl U SWi M Hi mmmrw
-serves: thought ef eaoh. BewSderast,
JUKI SM OUtc '
"What does all this talk mean?
I
don't understand anything. Yon
come
In here ununnonnced; I don't know
how nor from where. Yon make us
feel quite uncomfortable. Just ss If
you had trapped us In some compro
mising situation."
"Yes, yes. that Is It." Olga cried, re
lieved at Karl's outburst.
The stranger looked at hlra am
uused-
y.
"You may tw as Impolite to me
you wish; I cannot go." he said.
"Why?" Olim riptii&mleil
"Mv dotmrtura now u-nnM moan
that
I leave you because I have lnterruV
pted
you. on the other bnnd. by renia
alning
4 prove that 1 suspect nothing."
"There Is nothing to wspect,
Karl
declared angrily. "I do not want
: you
here."
"Then that u wMml tw
tam
r re-
of something ese." the v4sttr
mo nun uw most enseal
I inatten-
tlon to Karl'a nun "Tfc
weather-
lanf I w. i. I - m
. ....uvnn iii ij i a
Art are
yon preparing iVytbtng for the spring
exnioiuon at the Royal academy r
"Perhaps I may send something.
Karl answered sullenly.
uiga s bewilderment gave place
to
panic, m mlud was formed
purpose of snatching np her waist
the
and
sbe
rusuing iroin me -room. Before
csutf do It the : stranger wns
there.
KoTMg the waist out and bowmsTj
foundly.
"Permit me, madame," he sald.
with a crv jf astonishment Olga
snatched at the garment.
"Who are you? wnere ao you come
from?" she cried.
With his restless, vibrant bands in
the air the stranger said: '
"I come from nowhere; I go every
where; I am here."
He touched his forehead with his
long white fingers, and his black eyes
were fixed upon her. Clutching the
eiiiran pnrmpnt she had worn. Olga
rushed into the studio. Millar, man or
devil, looked after her and chuckled.
CHAPTER VII.
AEL threw himself Into a
chair as Olga fled Into the
outer studio and sat there,
not looking at his unwelcome
visitor. Dr. Millar seemed to And bis
dejection amusing. He allowed the
silenre to remain undisturbed while
he puffed a cigarette. Then be said,
half to himself, half to Karl:
"Full of temperament, that woman,
and pretty, too, extremely pretty."
"Yes, she is pretty," Karl acquiesced
without looking nt him.
"It's a pity she doesn't love ber hus
band," was the next cynical remnrk
that fell on Karl's ears.
Ho wheeled lu his sent aud looked at
tho visitor, who went on with perfect
coolness: "How do I know? It was apparent
when she fancied I had insulted her
and turned to you for protection."
Karl angrily slammed down an ash
tray he had picked up in his nervous
fingers and began to pace the floor.
Millar went on in a light tone:
"She does not love her husband. He
must be a geniuB or a very common
place man. Marriage always Is a fail
ure with such men. Common men live
so low that women are afraid some
ne may steal Into their lives 'at night
through a cellar window. Genius
well, genius lives on the top floor, up
toward the clouds, and with so many
gloomy steps to climb, and no elevator.
It's very uncomfortable for a pretty
woman. .Her Ideal la one easy flight
of stairs to comfortable living rooms
on the first floor."
. Karl maintained silence and contin
ued to walk the floor. He looked at
his watch and started toward the door
of the reception room leading Into the
hall, which was locked.
"This Is the second time I hays seen
madame's shoulders." Millar remarked
WtVTB
theatr.
J "What de van Mr' BtM - - -
ed. stnng te speech by Jmlnsas
as, l saw then Bret as Farts, a
the l-ou-ro, fashioned ef snow watte
marble. They were the fboti leers of
Yen us. Am I right Karl?"
"I don't know," the artist snapped.
"Well, you must take mv word for
It then." Millar said lightly. "1 have
seen both. And since Alcamenes I
have known but one sculptor who
could form such, wonderful, shoulders."
"Who?" Karl asked, turning to him-.
"Prosperity," Millar replied sentcn'
tlously. "Such tender, soft, exquisite
curves are possible only to women who
live perfectly. Madame must be the
wife of a millionaire.'
Karl fell' to paclng'the floor again,
glancing Impatiently at the door
through which Olga had fled.
"Is she dressing?" asked Millar slyly.
"Yes," Karl answered nervously.
"Is there a mirror hi your studio?"
"Yes."
"Msdame most be very reaseetable."
Utllar said In an lBstnonttng tone.
"Sbe taaea so long ta dress."
"Your remarks are to very bad
taste." Karl cried angrily. walkmg-op
threateningly to bla visitor.
Millar stood erect without changing
tls expression of ironical amusement
and said:
"Do you wish to offend me?"
"Yes," Kr (marled.
"Then you, too. must be respecta
ble," the visitor ssld coolly, adding, as
Karl looked at him with wonder. Tn
a sttnstioa Hke this only a very m-
I
spectacle man could behave with such
Infernal stupidity."
Karl was about to retort when the
studio door opened and Olga entered.
He turned quickly toward her, and
she went to him without noticing Mil
lar. "What time Is It?" she asked.
"Tour husband will be here In ten
minutes," Millar Interposed.
Olga turned toward him and cried
accusingly: .
"Then yon were not asleep In that
chair when my husband was here.
Yon heard him say when he would re
turn." "Madame Is mistaken. Feminine
presentiment always feels the approach
of the husband ten minutes ahead of
time. Were it not for those ten min
utes there . would be fewer locked
doors." ' .
As he spoke he walked over and un
locked the door leading into the hall,
then turned and looked at them calm
ly. "Is this never to finish?" Olgn asked.
"I tried to change the subject, but
Karl would not let mo." Xlilhir an
swered. "I have not spoken n word." Karl
protested
"By your actions. Karl: by t!u way
you jumped up. iiiip uit':'.;?y c in--.::,i'.l
your wtitel), mailed to tin Co- fo:ir
ehnp, he wns nfralil." 1k added to
Olsa.
"Afraid!" Karl exclaimed.
"Yes, afraid that your husband would
come before you finished dressing.
And you were right, Karl."
"Why, piy dear Olga" Karl began
Impatiently, when tho other luterr'upt
ed'blui. "Please, please, let us be logical," he
urged. "Look at the situation. The
husband enters suldsuly: 'Well, here
I nin, back again, my darling-,' be an
nounces, 'Where Is the picture? I
must see the picture.' There is none.
Karl did not work on the nieture.
! Your husband is worried. He does not
i speak,1 but he is irritated. He wants to
speak, and the words stick in his
throat You look at each other, un
happy. Nothing has happened, but the
mischief is done. What mischief? Ap
pearances. 'Whatever you say makes
matters worse, and a compromising
situation like this Is never forgotten by
the husband. You go borne together In
I silence."
j "Ah, If It were like that!" Karl broke
I in. "But we are dot atone. You are
jbere."
tUUWf OtflUB
atfflnr
"As, that sTlt! ;i where, and wtsk
esn word I -ce sJ- (tie Maston,"
ks noantesced. "But I know" wyaelf.
I asa enrsed wttn a pecuMerr Banister
sense ef humor, end I am strain I
wonM sot say the word; hence when
the hnalMnd enters we are all silent
Then I say. 'I regret to bare arrived at
such an Inopportune moment' I take
my hat and walk out leaving you,
madame, your husband and Karl."
He seemed to And keen pleasure in
the possibility of forcing the two Into
a position which would cause them
1 suffering and weaken the barriers of
self control they had built up around
' that boy and girl love- that had come
back so vividly to both. Had they re
! garded hlin as merely human It Is cer-
tain that Karl would have kicked this
! cynical being out of the studio with his
infernal Innuendoes. But there was
something supernormal about him. He
dominated both the artist and the
wife, and they were completely under
his spell, struggle as they would to
break It. Olga shrank from the cruelty
of their tormentor.
"If this la a Jest M Is a omel one
she cried.
"True, madame. Bnt there Is another
way. If you wish It 1 can be quite
rruthful. Should your husband arrive
I can tell him the portrait bas not
bean touched and ask bis pardon."
"Pardon for what?"
'"For having seen your shoulda-
"This Is a trap." Olga cried, turning
toward Karl for protection. "What do
you want Yon overwhelm me wKn
... . """uom. , h
minutes, and I L tU
"Otw 'm',1t.'' n
hen,lin , .
motJ
- '""ma ner
Erased it th, 1,
Kl steppe,
rC" " w" her.
tt.
'u OUB
Stoi! 1 wont
- m"tW I
I-eech. Th M. '"HA
v vuiriinM a r .
Tne nZ
The old
clothes, m vr.r rM
yours." ' UUI it!
ihey are
stranger.
mine,"
Intend
"Yours?" Karl
said la
mitaJ
les. Thcv
were
l invited tothe ai?
most beautiful ,..! V
"Bu t the duke fa not Uu,
"ttts
Madrid.
Hi
' "Yes. I know that
I met
u I'aris.
He has sold
hi' bon to
livin
given by
Vsi lit
me," sbe
.... ' ul ent oo.
'""KM at ber
eye seeming in :ilru .,;,
.., , , '
Am l
ed?" he asked.
"Yes. you are Invited.-
She could not resist Ibe
Mice of the nvm i
c-uvt: in li e ll'nn m-i... -i
stinct of good made ho, J
him.
WIMi
. lIHIIUj
bowed niul -il,l ri-n..
triumphant it
. , nuillj ,
"Madame Mtiu ...i.n.
i r ""i:e
ed me tvhnt l ..
agoyd
vitation that I wautel I tej
"l uusojnu. ' 0!(a s
ready repenting of the advact
had irlven hi in
"Oh, he. will be delighted to J
wiser nssurea her mu
"He speculates la wheat I ti
iviuimiuii mac will be of
him. The crop bas tomd i
than was expected, too InJ
nusDnnd. Yon should be M
tha whaat I. l.,n
.. uvu. uuji ib uuu,
"I am." Olga assentei T,
wueai to ue ma Decausetbim
go up."
"Your hnshnnri will
1 ..in uu,
fortune, and you will hrt tiJ
gown you want
"How do vou knnw I ,
gown?" Olga asked, Iifi J
mure wuu me aem, uiur
man.
"I observe that yog kin
and a pretty one. Sure); ja
new gown."
"You must be married"
"Married! otl."kerlota
wife Is like a monocle. ItlaV
but one sees mow clr-rly nra
"Your views roea opiIMta
Why':" Ol-a artel
The tone of Millar lwJ
serious as he said:
"You want Karl to mittj.
to nrevent blm from nitrite'
"Pleaee let's not discos ttot(
protested.
- "Pardon me, Karl, but s
should not aiarrr." he watu
future wife will snesr It ltd
your sldi for life until 0 "1
day and the day after she vO
vnni- WAY."
"Nnf the true wife." Oln c
"Ah, but the true wlfeliilnl
nthor fellow's wife." he 01f4
Millnr had talked 'm
that Karl and Olga uncoojetasfl
near to each other. Tad '
front of the high pulpit 1
n,..,ii,nir ouch one resting a t
Although they
quite unaware of it tbelr
gested that of 0 young w
., i,. ht in be Wti i
lock. The cynical Iran"
tlon struck Millar, who w
., ..i In the chtlr IM
over the back, like a t
looking i... at
"No, not P"-""'
nun snoem v -"T g
Mfllsr leaned
ever Kart io"'
. .k h.k nt the ""V
VtA I
Kart be said: .
ranawartoDeco"-
f ased a profeiloo
n.rv morals, a decent occn
anu see-'-- - , t!i
Now light your ban.
Vheliftrf!:
AS lit? r . .l.fj '
Karl and Olga nj ,1
aether, uoldlus ' A
own.
They tn"11"-
touch
hur loose" '-
eves, and tbwWj
dev,rs voice a y-'""t.
tr toward t:.H"t",V
was thinking '
;.0 would mat
pie yon ,n'
T
"Thh. I Wtt
most snswIM Sal
with , 'vfa on7,!,J
drug ator-
.ns
N'T d'B,.rr. 2Td
,t from Hl'"
dow. t"--
A nice H ftsjai;
pumps and a"""1
Co.