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Show SYNOPSIS. Howard Jeffries, banker's son, under the evil influence of Robert Underwood, a fellow-student at Yale, leads a life of dissipation, marries the daughter of a gambler who died in prison, and is disowned dis-owned by his father. He tries to get work and fails. A former college chum makes a business proposition to Howard which requires $2,000 cash, and Howard is broke. t CHAPTER I!. Continued. "You know I wouldn't, Annie," he said earnestly. "Not one second have I ever regretted marrying you that's honest to God!" A faint flush of pleasure lit up the young wife's face. For all her assumed as-sumed lightheartedness she was badly in need of this reassurance. If she thought Howard nourished secret regrets re-grets it would break her heart. She could stand anything, any hardship, but not that. She would leave him at once. In a way she held herself responsible respon-sible for his present predicament. She had felt a deep sense of guilt ever Bince that afternoon in New Haven when, listening to Howard's importunities impor-tunities and obeying an impulse she was powerless to resist, she had flung aside her waitress' apron, furtively left the restaurant and hurried with him to the minister who declared them man and wife. Their marriage was a mistake, of course. Howard was in no position to marry. They should have waited. They both realized their folly now. But what was done could not be undone. un-done. She realized, too, that It was worse for Howard than it was for her. It had ruined his prospects at the outset of his career and threatened threat-ened to he an irreparable blight on his entire life. She realized that she was largely to blame. She had done wrong to marry him and at times she reproached herself bitterly. There were days when their union assumed in her eyes the enormity of a crime. She should have seen what a social gulf lay between them. All these taunts and insults from his family which she now endured she had foolishly fool-ishly brought upon her own head. But she had not been able to resist the temptation. Howard came into her life when the outlook was dreary and hopeless. He had offered to her what seemed a haven against the cruelty and selfishness of the world. Happiness Happi-ness for the first time in her life seemed within reach and she had not the moral courage to say "No." If Annie had no education she was not without brains. She had sense enough to realize that her bringing up or the lack of it was an unsurmount-able unsurmount-able barrier to her ever being admitted ad-mitted to the inner circle of Howard's family. If her husband's father had not married again the breach might have been crossed in time, but his new wife was a prominent member of the smart set, a woman full of aristocratic aristo-cratic notions, who recoiled with horror hor-ror at having anything to do with a girl guilty of the enormity of earning her own living. Individual merit, inherent in-herent nobility of character, amiability amiabili-ty of disposition, and a personal reputation repu-tation untouched by scandal all this went for nothing because unaccompanied unaccom-panied by wealth or social position. Annie had neither wealth nor position. She had not even education. They considered her common, impossible. They were ever ready to lend an ear to certain ugly stories regarding her past, none of which were true. After their marriage, Mr. Jeffries, Sr., and his wife absolutely refused to receive her or have any communication with her whatsoever. As long, therefore, as Howard remained faithful to her, the breach with his family could never be healed. "Have some more stew, dear," she eaid, extending her hand for her husband's hus-band's plate. Howard shook his head and threw down his knife and fork. "I've had enough," he said despondently. despond-ently. "I haven't much appetite." She looked at him with concern. "Poor boy. you're tired out!" As she noted how pale and riojeeted he appeared, her eyes filled with sympathetic tears. She forgot the appalling number of cigarettes he smoked a day, nor did she realize how abuse of alcohol had spoiled his stomach for solid food. "I wish I knew where to go and get that $2,000," muttered Howard, his mind still preoccupied with Coxe's proposition. Lighting another cigarette, ciga-rette, he leaned back in his chair and lapsed into silence. Annie sat and watched him, wishing wish-ing she could suggest some way to solve the problem that troubled him. She loved her husband with all her heart and soul. His very weakness of character endeared him the more to h?r. She was not blind to his faults, but she excused them. His ' vices, his drinking, cigarette smo'.;ing and general shiftlessness were, sUe I I argued 'he result of bad associates. TMIHD DCGftEC CflARLES KLEIN. Y y ILLUSTRATIONS BY RAY W5LTEH$ COPYRIGHT, 1909, &Y C.W. DILLINGHAM COHPANY He was self-indulgent. He made many good resolutions and broke them. But he was not really vicious. He had a good heart. With some one to watch him and keep him in the straight path he would still give a good account of himself to the world. She was confident con-fident of that. She recognized many excellent qualities in him. They only wanted fostering and bringing out. That was why she married him. She was a few years his senior; she felt that she was the stronger mentally. She considered it was her duty to devote her life to him, to protect him from himself and make a man of him. It was not her fault, she mused, if she was not a lady. Literally brought up in the gutter, what advantages had she had? Her mother died in childbirth child-birth and her father, a professional gambler, abandoned the little girl to the tender mercies of an indifferent neighbor. When she was about eight years old her father was arrested. He refused to pay police blackmail, was indicted, railroaded to prison and died soon after in convict stripes. There was no provision for Annie's maintenance, main-tenance, so at the age of nine she found herself toiling in a factory, a helpless victim of the brutalizing system sys-tem of child slavery, which In spite of prohibiting laws still disgraces the United States. Ever since that time she had earned her own living. The road had often been hard, there were times when she thought she would have to give up the fight; other girls she had met had hinted at an easier way of earning one's living, but she had kept her courage, refused to listen to evil counsel and always managed to keep her name unsullied. She left the factory to' work behind the counter coun-ter in a New York dry goods store. Then about a year ago she drifted to New Haven and took the position of waitress at the restaurant which the college bojs patronized. Robert Underwood was among the students who came almost every day. He made love to her from the start, and one day attempted liberties which she was prompt to resent in a way he did not re'' . After that he let her alone. Sb -never liked the man. She knew him to be unprincipled as well as i'icious. One night he brought Howard Jeffries to the restaurant. They seemed the closest of cronies and she was sorry to see what' bad influence the elder sophomore had over the young freshman, to whom she was at once attracted. Every time they came she watched them and she noticed how under his mentor Howard became more hardened. He drank more and more and became a reckless gambler. Underwood seemed to exercise a baneful spell over him. She saw that he would soon be ruined with such a man as Underwood for a constant companion. Her interest in the young student grew. They became be-came acquainted and Howard, not realizing that she was older than he, was immediately captivated by her vivacious charm and her common-sense common-sense views. They saw each other more frequently and their friendship grew until one day Howard asked her to marry him. While she sometimes blamed herself her-self for having listened too willingly to Howard's pleadings, she did not altogether regret the step she hd taken. It was most unfortunate that there must be this rupture with his family, yet something within told her that she was doing God's work saving sav-ing a man's soul. Without her, Howard How-ard would have gone swiftly to ruin, there was little doubt of that. His affection af-fection for her had partly, if not wholly, redeemed him and was keeping keep-ing him straight. He had been good to her ever since their marriage and done everything to make her comfortable. com-fortable. Once he took a position as guard on the elevated road, but caught cold and was forced to give it up. She wanted to go to work again, but he angrily refused. That alone showed that he was not entirely devoid of character. He was unfortunate un-fortunate at present and they were poor, but by dint of perseverance he would win out and make a position for himself without his father's help. These were their darkest days, but light was ahead. As long as they loved each other and had their health what more was necessary? "Say, Annie, I have an idea," suddenly sud-denly blurted out Howard. "What is it, dear?" she asked, her reveries thus abruptly interrupted. "I mean regarding that $2,000. You know all about that $250 which I once lent Underwood. I never got it back, although I've been after him many times for it. He's a slippery customer. But under the circumstances I think it's worth another determined effort. He seems to be better fixed now than he ever was. He's living at the As-truria, As-truria, making a social splurge and all that sort of thing. He must have money. I'll try to borrow the $2,000 from him." ; "He certainb' appears to be prosperous," pros-perous," replied Annie. "I see his name in the newspapers all the time. There is hardly an affair at which he is not present." "Yes," growled Howard; "I don't see how he does it. He travels on his cheek, principally, I guess. His name was among those present at my stepmother's step-mother's musicale the other night." Bitterly he added: "That's how the world goes. There is no place for me under my father's roof, but that blackguard is welcomed with open arms!" "I thought your father was such a proud man," interrupted Annie. "How does he come to associate with people peo-ple like Underwood?" "Oh, pater's an old dolt!" exclaimed Howard impatiently. "There's no fool like an old fool. Of course, he's sensible sen-sible enough in business matters. He wouldn't be where he is to-day if he weren't But when it comes to the woman question he's as blind as a bat. What right had a man of his age to , go and marry a woman 20 years his junior? Of course she only married him for his money. Everybody Every-body knows that except he. People laugh at him behind his back. Instead of enjoying a quiet, peaceful home in the declining years of his life, he is compelled to keep open house and entertain en-tertain people who are personally obnoxious ob-noxious to him, simply because that sort of life pleases his young wife.", "Who was she, anyway, before their marriage?" interrupted Annie. "Oh, a nobody," he replied. "She was very attractive looking, dressed well and was clever enough to get introductions in-troductions to good people. She man- "Not One Second Have I Regretted Marrying A"'"' God!" F- agec to make herself popular In the smar set and she needed money to carr out her social ambitions. Dad wea.thy widower came along and she cai'ght him in her net, that's all!" Annie listened with interest. She was human enough to feel a certain sense of satisfaction in hearing that this woman who treated her with such contempt was herself something of an intriguer. "How did your stepmother come to know Robert Underwood?" she asked. "He was never in society." "Xo," replied Howard with a grin. "It was my stepmother who gave him the entree. You know she was once engaged to him, but broke it off so she could marry dad. He felt very sore over it at the time, but after her marriage he was seemingly as friendly with her as ever to serve his own ends, of course. It is simply wonderful what influence he has with her. He exercises over her the same fascination that he did over me at college. He has sort of hypnotized her. I don't think it's a case of love or anything like that, but he simply holds her under his thumb and gets her to do anything he wants. She invites him to her house, introduces him right and left, got people to take him up. Everybody laughs about it in society. Underwood is known as Mrs. Howard Jeffries' pet. Such a thing soon gets talked about. That is the secret of his successful career in New York. As far as I know, she's as much infatuated with him as ever." A look of surprise came into Annie's An-nie's face. To this young woman, whose one idea of matrimony was steadfast loyalty to the man whose life she shared and whose name she bore, there was something repellent and nauseating in a woman permitting permit-ting herself to be talked about in that way. "Doesn't your father object?" she asked. "Pshaw!" laughed Howard. "He doesn't see what's going on under his very nose. He's too proud a man, too sure of his own good judgment, to believe be-lieve for a moment that the woman to whom he gave his name would be guilty of the slightest indiscretion of that kind." : Annie was silent for a minute. Then she said: "What makes you think that Underwood Un-derwood would let you have the money?" "Because I think he's got it. I obliged him once in the same way myself. I would explain to him what I want it for. He will see at once that it is a good thing. I'll offer him a good rate of interest, and he might be very glad to let me have it. Anyhow, Any-how, there's no harm trying." Annie said nothing. She did not entirely approve this idea of her husband hus-band trying to borrow money of a man in whom his stepmother was so much interested. On the other hand starvation stared them in the face. If Howard could get hold of this $2,000 and start in the brokerage business it might be the beginning of a new life for them. "Well, do as you like, dear," she said. "When will you go to him?" "The best time to catch him would be in the evening," replied Howard. "Well, then, go to-night," she suggested. sug-gested. Howard shook his head. "No, not to-night. I don't think I should find him in. He's out every night somewhere. To-night there's another an-other big reception at my father's house. He'll probably be there. I think I'll wait till to-morrow night. I'm nearly sure to catch him at home then." Annie rose and began to remove the dishes from the table. Howard nonchalantly non-chalantly lighted another cigarette and, leaving the table, took up the evening newspaper. Sitting down comfortably in a rocker by the window, win-dow, he blew a cloud of blue smoke up in the air and said: "Yes, that's it I'll go to-morrow night to the Astruria and strike Bob Underwood for that $2 000." (TO RT0 CONTINUED.) |