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brushed his coat sleeve with her you any harm?”
They had quarreled, loved, quarreled
cheek.
Chlttenham flushed crimson.
again, then ktssed and been happy,
"1 told Blm—'* she said. "I w
"»he sent my brother to his death. and now the end had come. . . .
so happy, I Just had to tell some I hail a right to make her pay.”
Suddenly she spoke; she felt as If
one. . .
And then as If struck by
"Your brother was as much of a she were choking.
his silence ahe looked up swiftly to coward as you are.’’ The very stlll-
"Please go away."
ask: "You don't mind? you’re not d m i of her voice was like a knlfe-
"Not like this. I can't go like this.
angry?"
cut
Brave gentlemen both of you! Julie, there must be some way out
"Aiyjry . . . T" How could he The one to die and leave the stigma n i do anything . . . anything . . ."
answer? what could he say? He re­ of hie death upon a woman who i sh e laughed with white lips,
leased her hands, and moved a step never wanted him and had often told ' "What can you do? I suppose you'll
from her.
him so and the other to break a „ay that yon are unhappily married,
'T’ve something to tell you,” he woman s whole life In order to satisfy and ask me to be sorry for you? Per-
said abruptly.
his petty pride and the thing I sup- haps you will even offer to divorce
WHAT HAH OONB UEFORB
him, told him of hla mistake.
"Tell away then "
pose he calls his honour. . . ."
her?"
Oil»« Chlttsnham, distressed over
He knew now that when last night
Chlttenham looked away from her.
"Julie!" Chlttenham said passion
"She would be as glad of he- free-
the suicide of his younger half-brother
"It's about last night . . . last night." at*ly.
Rodney, returns to Europe from Julie had said she loved him It was
dom aa j nhould," Chlttenham said
And there was
America, where he made an unhappy the truth also.
"Yea."
And then somehow, without either curtly,
marriage. Rodney had killed himself Hadle. , , .
"And about my brother , . . Rodney." of them being conscious of having
Julie laughed In his face.
because a notorious woman, Julia
What a sport of the godst
"Yes."
moved, she was In his arms sobbing, I "Julie . . .” He caught hold of her
Farrow, threw him oyer. Giles la
He felt like a man In a dream
"You told me you knew him."
Introduced to Julie Farrow by his
her face burled In his shoulder, her so roughly that she cried out "Do
friend Lombard, In Hwltserland. He He tried to believe that he had only
"Yes. I often met him when he arms about bis neck.
you think you're going to be the only
resolves to make her fall In love with to rub his eyes uud be would find was with my cousin Julie."
"Oh.
say
you
love
me
.
.
.
say
you
one to suffer?’’ he asked savagely,
him, then throw her over as ahe threw
Chlttenham caught a hard breath, really love me—" she pleaded wildly. "Do you thing It doesn’t rebound on
Rodney. Hhe tells him ahe has marie that the house before him had van­
a bet with her friend "Blm'' Lennox ished, find that he was back again then It was true.
"Oh. do you really love me after all?" me too? Do you think I wanted to
that she can drive her car to the lu Houth America, that he had never
"You knew Iximbard, too? Do you Chlttenham answered between clench- care for you. or for any woman? I
top of the Ht. Bernard Pass and back. come to Hwltierland with lxjmbard.
know that at first he mistook you for ed teeth
set a trap for you and I’ve been caught
Giles challenges her to take him with
never
met
Julie
Farrow
on
the
little
your cousin—the other Julie Farrow?"
In It myself."
"I do, God help me."
her and ahe accepts They start out
In the face of a gathering snowstorm luke steamer.
It was the truth; a truth of which
"Iximbard told me that you were the
Hhe Dung back her head and looked
( lilttenhiiin illaiovera, to hla amase
And then one of the windows laud­ other Julie, that you were the woman he had never dreamed.
at
him with blazing eyes.
iimiit, that the girl beelde him In the
"I wish I could kill you. I wish
He turned her face up to blm and
car appeals to him as no other woman ing on to a balcony opened—the sound Rodney had cared so much about."
has ever appealed
And something of voices was wafted down to him
I could kill you." sbe panted desper-
Hhe met his gaze directly, but un­ klased her Bps.
Intangible convinces him that her feel­ through the quiet evening, and a
"I
love
you
-w
hatever
happens,"^!-
j
ate,’r
and wa" / onP
suspectingly;
suddenly
she
smiled.
ing toward him la similar to his own woman's figure w u s silhouetted
toward her. "Ho you believe In love
"Well, what difference does that ways remember (hat I love you—” he
at first alghT*' he asks her. aa the against the light.
Glles Chlttenham's mother leaned
make? I'm not, and you know It said hoarsely.
car tolls up the mountain toward the
Julie? For a moment the pounding now." Hhe frowned a little In per­
She freed herself from his arms. b“,k J " heru cha,r and applle,i an
hotel.
to ”er eyes
At the hotel, after refreshments, of Chlttenham's heart almost choked plexity. "It's not anything to look so wiped her eyes, and pushed hack her
Giles frowned and moved restlessly
4'hlttenho.m and Julie found their him, then with a breath of relief he tragic about surely. Is It?"
hair.
over to the window.
mutual attraction so strong aa to saw that It was not Julie, but Blm
Chlttenham’s eyes wavered, for a
"I hope nothing else Is go-going
Irrestlblc
In the morning they re­ Lennox.
He had all a man’s dislike for a
moment he hesitated desperately, to happen,' she said, half sobbing still.
turned to the town below, Julie ap­
scene,
and for the past three days he
Presently
he
heard
her
voice—
parently Jubilantly happy. Lombard
searching for yet some means of es-. I think I've had enough for one day.
had been treated to one every time
tells ('hlttenham that he has made quietly cynical.
cape, then he told her.
I'm not used to crying . . . it doesn't he was In bis mother’s presence.
a mistake, that this Julie Farrow Is
“I can't see any signs of your
me. . .
"I went up to Ht. Bernard with suit
not the one who ruined Rodney, but
_
. . . . . .
He found himself remembering the
her cousin of the same name. Chit- Romeo, Julie dear?"
you yesterday believing you were the
He caught her hand, holding her barely furnished room at the hotel
('hlttenham drew further back Into woman my brother had loved.
tenham Is horrified
He calls at
Walt .
Julie, there's som ethin, „„ fho be,Khtg
gt B<J?ar(, _ the
I
Julie's hotel and confesses thst hs the shadows as he heard Julie's laugh
wanted
to
pay
back
some
of
bis
debt.
©»e,
Bomet
ln<
.
isolated
top-of-the*world
room in
had tried to win her love for pur and the little confident note In her
I wanted to hurt you as I believed
poses of revenge, believing her to
He drew her Into his arms again, which he had held Julie h. his ..rms.
voice when she answered.
you had hurt him. 1 wanted to make holding her fast for yet another mo­
bo the other Julio
He had been forced to leave
"He will come. I am not at all a tool of you as I knew you had made
ment, then he gently released her.
NOW GO ON WITH THB STORY
Switzerland without seeing her again
afraid.”
of him. I thought Fate was playing
althougbt he had made several at-
('hlttenham turned his face flushed
80 she had told Blm as he had been Into my hands when you agreed to
j tempts.
hla eyes furious—
sure ahe would, ('hlttenham gritted take me with you yesterday. I thought will hate me when you know all the
"What In hell are you talking his teeth and clenched bis hands. He
He had wired Sadie the name of
I was being damned clever . . . It truth -hate me more than I can eve» ' the hotel at which he Intended to
about f he demanded thickly.
was to be spared nothing.
seemed so easy to make love to you hate myself. Julie . . . My dear, I— stay, and the day following his ar-
"My dear chap. I’ve Just told you.
He turned with an effort and went . . . you seemed to make It easy
Julie, I’m not free to marry you, - rival a letter came from her.
It was a mistake—quite an Innocent up the steps.
for me. . . .”
Julie . . , I "
. She did not even gijrn her name.
one on my part naturally. After all.
He could bear voices from that
"Olles!” Her voice was a wounded
Then Julie said at least her lips and Chittenham burnt the letter as
there’s no harm done. Is there? What balcony room and muffled laughter
said It, for no sound seemed to pass soon as he had read tt.
difference can It make? Miss Farrow as the maid turned to blm to ask cry.
"I know It Rounds a damnable Insult them: "You mean . . . you're married
A thousand times since he left
will never know. . .
his name. He braced himself and
. . . but you mustn't forget who 1 already?"
Switzerland
he had thought of ask­
"Never know!"
went forward.
"Yea."
thought you were.
A notorious
ing Sadie to divorce him, but Chit-
('hlttenham flung past him and out
Julie Farrow was there alone.
woman—a woman who counted one
Suddenly she began to laugh; help- tenham knew her well enough to
of the door. He went downstairs,
Chlttenham heard the door shut be
I less hystertacl laughter which she . guess that if she thought he wished
took his cost from the lobby and went hind him, but he did not move for­ man more or less as nothing.
wanted to make you more—to see If tried In vain toe heck or control.
to get rid of her she would never
out Into the gathering dusk.
ward. There was a mist before his
I
could make you care for me and
“Jttlie . . .’’ Chlttenham said.
allow him to do so.
Not Julie Farrow! not the woman eyes, blinding him, then he heard
then treat you as you had treated
But she went on laughing.
All these thoughts were passing
who had driven Rodney to hla death! Julie laugh nervously.
my
brother.
You
told
me
you
had
It was so funny, so intensely funny ; through his mind as his mother went
Not Julie Farrow, the woman who
“I believe you are more afraid of
never really cared for any man and that she of all people, who had never on wailing and complaining,
had lain In his arms last night! not me than 1 am of you," sho aald.
so
. . . last night . .
cared immoderately for any one, and
Giles turned round.
the woman to whom he had believed
Hhe was very pale—In her white
He felt her sway beneath his hands. who had always dreaded caring, J “I thought you were too miserable
he was paying back a bitter debt—not frock she looked almost like a ghost,
"You mean . . . It was all Just a should so suddenly have been plunged , to wish to go anywhere,” he said
the cold, calculating adventuress but she was smiling happily, and when
harshly. "I'm hanged If I know what
whose kisses and sweet, whispered he made no movement towards her game?" she asked dazedly. Her eyes into this tragedy.
Two days ago she and Chlttenham the devil you do want—’’ Then as
words he had taken with a covert she raised herself a little on tiptoe ndver left his flushed, agitated face.
Chlttpnham watched her, white­ had never met, and now a whole life- she burst Into tears he repented, and
sneer.
and softly ktssed him.
faced.
tense.
time of events bound them together, apologised remorsefully.
"It's possible to be Just as happy
"Isn't It the same now we are down
Suddenly he found himself beside
down on earth as It Is on the on earth again?" she asked with a
her, folding her unresponsive hand,
heights. . . ."
note of banter In her voice, though
pleading with her.
Hhe had said that to him, her hand It shook a little with emotion.
"Forgive me. For God’s sake, say
In his. Just before they parted; she
Chlttenham tried to speak, but he
you forgive me. I shall never for­
snld that, believing In him, trusting could not.
give myself.
I'd give ten years of
him, loving him! Not knowing any­
He read a shadow of question in
thing of Sadie—not knowing that he her eyes, that changed into vague my life to wipe out the ghastly mis­
take. But It wasn't altogether my
wan a married man! not knowing per- fear.
fault. Iximbard—”
Imps any of the tragic happenings
"Why . . . Is anything the matter?”
She turned her head and looked
which had led up to this, the worst she asked uncertainly.
at him.
tragedy of all.
"Is It the same now we are down
"Can you blame Mr. Lombard be­
What would she say when ehe on earth?" he asked hoarsely. “You
knew? How could he explain what haven't found that last night was Just cause you wished to behave like a
possible excuse could he find for his a dream?—that we were two dreamers, rad to a woman who had never done
actions which would not seem utterly and that now we are awake?"
caddish and despicable In her eyes?
She laughed at that, shaking her
It was as If somn one had torn head.
Your old discarded Tricycles
down a veil that had blinded and de-
"The earth Is so much—so very
and Bicycles.
reived him.
much more real than the mountain
He remembered a hundred and one tops were, dear,’’ she said softly,
120 W. 8th
Eugene
little things which should have warned
She bent her head and lightly
By
Ruby M. Ayrei
His mother dried her eyes and
smiled faintly.
I daresay you will be shocked,” ahe
said almost coquettlshly.
"But I
sh -uld love to go out to dinner and
then to a dance somewhere."
Very well, we ll go out to dinner
ind a dance.” he agreed. "Where
would you like to go? The Savoy . .
Oh, no! . .
She was looking
quite eager "To a night club I’ve
never been to a night club. Giles not
to a real one that la open all night,
and where you eat eggs and bacon
at three o’clock In the morning. It
would be quite all right with you,
wouldn’t It?”
"It would be quite all right any­
way," he answered amusedly. “These
places are only what you choose to
make them. Very well, what time do
we start?"
"What time is it now?"
"Seven o’clock.”
"Call for me at nine.”
So he arrived In the dull, highly
expensive street where his mother
livtid, punctually at nine o'clock.
The door opened behind him, and
his mother came In.
“I haven't kept you watting, have
I?*’ she asked gaily.
Giles turned round, then he rose
slowly to his feet. He felt as If he
was in the presence of a perfect
stranger.
‘It's . . . well, it's amazing!" he
said at last. "You don’t look a day
more than thirty-five."
“You dear thing;” She stood on
tip-toe and kissed him gratefully. “So
you won't mind dancing with your
old mother to-night, Giles?”
“And where are we going?’’ Mrs.
Ardron asked, as they drove away.
I'm told the Faun is the place to
go to,” Giles said. “If you don’t like
it we can go on somewhere else,"
But Mrs. Ardron adored it, and told
him so every few minutes during the
evening with varied extravagance.
Presently sites aw some people she
knew.
“Darling- you simply must be Intro­
duced! They’re such sweet people.
Doris Gardner Is the girl—no, the
one in the black frock and the scarlet
shoes. She's twenty-two, and she’s
just got divorced ftom her husband.”
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