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Show I GARMENTS Of VENGEANCE lgHS ggl CHAPTER XXXI "A Thoroughbred and a Out Hon." Tea was served on the lawn that afternoon. Lady Rests, who feared the touch of a drr Made of grass to the o!e of ber foet, wai preeidtag at tao tea table ia the -hade of a brilliantly striped, open frosted tent, with heavy rugs on the gronnd. Her ladvship was dressed with elabo rate ear. " She had found, after a sleep less and soxious uigbt, the soothing ministrations of her maid the onlv pot ible war of killing trouble. She was more talkative than usual, if that wore poseihlr, and every one who came within range was caught and held beneath . shower of words. Al wars as she spoke she was lifting her even toward the drive, hoping, fearing, aaking herself if Bulstrode Stapley was roaring: asking herself what he would do when he came; asking herself what her daughter would do. Her heavy ringed fingers moved no-eertaialT, no-eertaialT, causing the chin to rattle noisily. Oaee she served double sugar, onre forgot the cream. A red spot gleamed on either yellow cheek. Rouge boldlv proclaimed itself that day. She Itaew nothing of the events of the moraiag, could find out nothing. She and her huehand had a long talk in the esrlv morning hour-. She was aware of Sr Michael's minion, hut he had refused to enlighten vr as to its result. She read hope into ail demand that sauntering way toward the teat, the two men accompanying her. one oa either side. The orystal buttons oa her white shoes twinkled la the sub with each fprwsrd step. The stiff little rosette of pink roees which caught together the ende of a loag pale blue sash seemed to him to dance with each little swing of the arms. At the teat she turned. . , . He could see her fare now. framed in a hat crowned with swaying pink roses. She was smiling, her eyee were bright. As she stood twirling her parasol behind be-hind her head she seemed the picture of care free, luxurious, indulent girlhood. girl-hood. He watched her. hoping yet afraid that she would look toward him. She did not glance, in his direction. She was talking now, vivaciously, mamly. He could hear her voice, though not her words. A rarkle from his wifa, a shrill outburst out-burst of merriment from the doctor, faint laughter from I.sdy Harmiland Smith, an unusual indulgence for her. told Liord Beste that his daughter was telling one of her whimsical cynical stories. He clenched his Lands aa he saw Sir Michael's slow smile. These meo could laugh as thev watched another man 'a daughter sacrificed to buy their safety. - -1 nw long. Lord Rests. 1 posit i vela ve-la refuse to grill in this sunshine bringing things over for you." Pan line Carwardlne's voice at his side i i: -. - -s Aha jaiirht his arm perfeot. But. then. I hare told you before, everything you do Is perfect. " "There you go again, sneering at me," be grinned. "But I don't mind. Everybody laughs at the things Bulstrode Bul-strode Stapley says. Everybody sobers up quick at the things he docs. That 's about it. isn't it, Ixird Restef" His lordship nodded feebly. It waa his wife who answered for him. "I And you vary amusing. Mr. Stap-ley." Stap-ley." she cried in her most conciliatory concilia-tory voice. "I Ilka high spirits. You are" babbling now I cannot think how you do it on a day like this, but I like it. I . . .' "Flow long have yon had those horses. Mr. Stapley?" broke in Lady Dom. thus shotting of what threat ened to be a long monologue. ' ' Got 'em in tao spring. ' ' he cried. "Sent a vet all over England hunting np three matched bays. You would never believe the trouble in matching bays. I gave him a free hand. I never count money wbea I want anything. Thev cost me over a thousand. I had. to break the finest eoarhiag team in TCngland to get them." "I should like to have a look at them." said Lady Don, rising slowly to her feet. "Rather." be cried, his face bright ening into a broad grin. He scrambled scram-bled up and stood, beside her, obviously obvious-ly nervous. ' t hime, then, " said lindy from, "t am coming, too," cried the eager little Miss arwardine Lady Rests her father, and Sir smiled; "and, besides, vou 're not a modal, anyhow. Just think, another commission from Paris. The letter esme this morning. Read it." She smiled as she watched him puzzle out the latter written in French from the Paris art dealer. "This is nay dot," sha cried gavlv as be laid down the letter and congratulated congratu-lated her. She held out a handful of the moist clay. "See," she laughed as she fashioned it with deft Angers, "there is your noee as it is at this moment, just a little turned up at the thought of my earning money. What fan it will be, Tryon I I'll aave up all the money I'll make and we'll go over to Pane for oor holidays. " I ll show vou all the corners I love, and we'll have the most gorgeous time. But there. I forgot," she ran on, searcelv tiauaing to take breath, "I'm frightfully inhoepitable. Sit down, now in that chair, and If yon don t smoke I shan't feel von 're comfortable. comfort-able. " She cnrled herself among euahions on a wide divan, her fingers still busy with a lump of clay. She studied hia profile aa be leaned forward, elbows on knees, pinching the inoffensive cigarette which he had taken from his ease. She frowned a little aa she triad to reproduce the precise twist of bis mo. hiie evebrowe, so like his father's. She had fett at cm re that something trembled trem-bled biin. She waa not really anxious, hosrever: some trifle bad annoyed him: he wonlntrll her in hia own time and Ian effort. "I bad to, Loveday. It 'a so bad that I 'm sorry I asked vou to marry mar-ry me. " She jumped to her feet and caught bis shoulders with lingers that left dusty marks. "Don't amy that, Trvon. Never any that again. N'ever think of it. I don 't mind what it is but you must never say that again." She paused a moment, breathing quickly. " I waa only a girl until the day before yeeterday, and you were juet a boy, whom I was fond of. 1 didn't know, I didn't guess what you real I v meant to me." She stooped. "No. I didn't know,'' she whispered as she laid her lips on his the first voluntarv kiss she had given him. 'But Loveday " he began huskily. husk-ily. "No hut" " She smiled, though tears were not far away. ' ' Promise me you won't even think "that again." "I promise." He laid kis forehead against her cool hands. "That's good." she slipped back to her place at bis aide. "Now tell me everything." He told her the atory of twenty-six vears before as Bulstrode Staple- had Hung it at him a very different story than Sir Michael had gently dropped into the ear of Lady Dominica. Stapley had exaggerated Sir Michael's part, just as Sir Michael had belittled that asajhs" Loveday Pane heard with dismay that the calamity of the house of Beste was ia reality a crime; that all the members It was nearly aa hour later when sh went out to her mother, as bright anr apparently as light hearted as thougfc she had not just heard that the garden in wbieb her mother was reclining bad been twenty-six years before the gatb eriag spot of "conspirators for wbos crime manv, guilty and innocent alike she herself among the innocent must make belated reparation. She dwelt with pleasure on the bright letter from Paris. Her mother, with loving pretence, shared her triumph. Bnt Mrs. Fane knew that theae orders from Paris we're not the genuine evidence evi-dence of success which her daughter believed them. She knew that a man of immense wealth, powerful, ruthless, had secretly arranged these orders. This man had told her that he desired her daughter in marriage, that he would not desist even it'. that daughter were engaged tu another. She feared Nelson Waife. "Some sudden news," she said at length, holding out a letter. "You know I told vou that T had a curious letter from a strange firm of brokers yesterday or the day before, advising me to sell mv Yepytty shares, and of fering me what theycalled the top price. "I paid no attention to it. Here is a line from Colonel Jenkins telling me that lie is giving up the control of the mines, that some experiments are going to be made with them, and that these rumors have got about. The shares, he va l.m e .lr.,,,,,cd to nOthiniT. He i thing happened that nobody had ! thought of." "And was everybodv pleased?" "Everybody except Lord Reste. per- I haps. As for Lady Dom, you can never know about her you can never tell i what she thinks. You never know . why she doea anything. I suppose she's just marrying him for his monev, for she seemed to hate him the day before; be-fore; but why she should think of money when she has such a lot I don I understand. "It's very puzzling. They are up ia Scotland now, all of them. !u vou real!- think it was money?" She opened wide her eyes of childlike in-uorenre. in-uorenre. and this conveyed a message that she had more to say if proper curiosity were shown. "How could 1 know!" asked Nelson Waife. "What do you think about it?" "I lielieve it was pique.'' she hurst out. openly pleased with iirr own sa garitv, delighted to have omebodv to talk to who took her seriously. This millionaire, an important man, rovs-tcrious. rovs-tcrious. distinguished looking, showed interest in her and in what she said just the same aa he had at Reste. She promptly developed her theories), that Lady Dom was eating her hearth out for her brother, who had thrown over the family arrangements and proposed pro-posed to another girl. "That must be it, I'm positive, she cried. "Lade Horn ia in a frightful way with Loveday Love-day Fane. ' ' i ''Oh, how s thatt" asked Nelson Waife. Menon all called tn her at once. She turaed, aurprised. She got from Lady Reste 'a faea the hint that one woman always understands from another; an-other; but no man saw the slightest chauge in that yellow face with lie two pink spots. Paulina Carwardins stared at her father. She met hia usual blank face. She turned and gazed after the two who were alowly crossing the lawn. "A thoroughbred and a carthorse," was her thought as aha sratehed them die did it all meant Whv had Lady Reste given her that queer look ? , Wasn 't Tryon going to marry Lady Dom, and yet be wan at Mrs. Fane a and Lady Dom had gone alone to the stables with Bulstrode Stapley f She sank on the grass watching the faeea of the people about her with furtive eves. She saw a strange look on Lord Rente's face aa he aat. still staring in the direction in which hia daughter had disappeared. way. "Tell me what's happening op at the 'big hours. ' " she said . "Everything, I should say," he responded. re-sponded. He made an effort to speak lightly, bnt the girl notieed the change ia bia voice. "Mr. Waife haa gone; called away suddenly yesterdav afternoon. after-noon. I own I felt as though an iceberg ice-berg bad floated out of sight when ha went. ' ' ' You ought to regret its loss this weather. Tryon,'' she answered, smiling smil-ing He shrugged his shoulders aa he lit bis cigarette. "The dumb chap with the girl's fingers fin-gers has vanished, too," he want on. "That's rather a relief. I think he's hit father rather hard at the card table." ta-ble." He could speak thua freely of hie father 'a paaaion for gambling, as no secret was made of it in their London Lon-don bouse. Tryon did not play, but that waa partly because he did not ears for it. Besides, he bad seen hia sister, in short skirts, her hair hanging down in plaits. " ii. ..li. ; . v of the present family, and others, too, were in the hollow of Bulstrode Stapley Stap-ley 's hand. She asked no question", made no interruptions, only drew closer to her lover's side as be told the sorry tale. "Your father knows?" she asked, when at last be had finished. "That I know? Yea. I told him last night. He never turned a hair. He did not even defend himeelf. He simply said that restitution -was being made, that the follies of vouth were being expiated, ex-piated, that the matter was completely adjusted by this simple solution. ' ''But Dom, poor Dom," cried Loveday. Love-day. "My words to my father almost, aid the young man. ' ' Wasted sympathy, sym-pathy, he declared. Both young, both rich, the chap so fond of her that she can mold him as she will. Hundreds of marriages, he said, are made every day far leas suitable. "Then I reminded him that Stapley waa a brute at heart, an abac-lute out aider. He said it was all a matter of manner. That if the chap had been licked into shape he would be as good as anybody." . . .. Loved a v shook her head. I don t think so." she answered. "Eves if it were, it doea not seem right that ahe should be the one to suffer for treery- T know." aasented Tryon. miserably. misera-bly. He leant forward, mechanically rubbing the drv elav torn the fingers he held. "I felt that she was being sacrificed for me somehow. I went to h.-r last night. I bad to; il had to find out if there was anything I could do I told her I knew everything, that I felt thev had no right to force her hand. It was a mistake, an awful mistake. "You aee, Loveday. she had chosen her course, she had openly accepted him. The sacrifice had been sealed at dinner. She expected everybody to play the game iust as she eras plaving it. Oh, she was magnificent at dinner. She smiled at him, seemed radiantly happy. I never guessed anybody could act like that. Tf T hadn 't known 1 shoold have aid she waa happy. "He put his arm round her in the drawing room before us all. It nearly made me ill,' Loveday, but she never moved an evelid. When I brushed all hnmbug aside and said straight out I pitied her that was the word she eonldn t stand she lashed out at ma. ATI the bitterness that she could not show to anybody elae she let me have. ' "Poor, poor Dom," Loveday murmured: mur-mured: "and we can do nothing, Trvon t ' ' "Nothing." He rose to his feet and stood looking down at her. "Now you know why I aald I wished I had never asked you to marry me, Loveday. I don 't go through any abaurd melodrama. I don 't tell you that you have every right to break our engagement ' ' Don 't be absurd, Tryon. ' ' She rose and put her haads on his shoulders. "That's just what I'm trying not to be," he answered, looking down into the blue grav eyes eo steadfastly lifted. "I've got to put an ugly fact into ' hopes 1 have sold-" 'But, mother," cried the girl ! alarmed, "doea that mean that they will not pay dividends any more" "I don't know. It seems like it, doesn't itt" "But our income? ' The mother nodded, smiliug with a brave fortitude. ' ' We aball come out all right, somehow, some-how, Loveday," she said, with her gentle gen-tle voice full of fsith The girl looked at the helpless figure, then into t he unfaltering depths of the tender eyes that were fixed on her. She bent and kissed ber mother. "Yes, it will be all right, mother. Tou 've a son as well as a daughter now, you know." She turned aa ahe heard a quick click of the gate. An imposing footman from the Hall came forward with a note. Mrs Fane read it, and turning with her most gracious smile, said that there was no answer. "I don't know what H means, Loveday." Love-day." she cried, after a long pause, and her voice faltered. "Tt comes from the estate office. Mr. Alllngton writes that in eon sequence of some arrange meets that are to be made this house la wanted." The girl stared. "Turned out, m other, jaws mean? Oh, that's impossJMel'' "He puts it very nicely," waa her mother's answer, "but ha leave, no room for mistakes." Loveday 'a face grew white. Her thoughts new to Tryon "a warning. Did Ladv Dominica, then, hate her so much that she even leveled these blows at bar mother, a helpless in-valid? in-valid? CHAPTER 11X111 Lady Carwardlne. Nelson Waife ' car drew up in front of a garden of roses in the little ullage of Garnet. In France. He had hardly opened the gate when Pauline Carwar dine eame running down the path. "How splendid P' she cried. "Kathei wrote you might call. I didn t hope it would be so soon. I thought It might be you when I heard the car stop. We have been here four days now. and you are the first thing that has happened.'' ' So that 'a why you are so pleased to see me " he said, smiling into twinkling twink-ling eves. "That's one reason, of coarse," shs answered, with a coquettish fling of hei head. She looked an imp of mischief simmering with suppressed energy. She clearly found life very monotonous in thia ancestral home of her mother's family, to which she had to accompany her mother for a few wceka each year. She led the visitor with amusing Ira portanee into the cool, shaded drawing room. Nelson Waife was a little surprised at her friendly welcome, at her bubbling gaiety, at the cheerful camaraderie with which she picked up the threads of the two davs' acquaintance at Reste. "They don t tell me anything about it, ' answered the girl, "but I know just the same. I hear them talking, and I put two and two together. Lady Dom is behaving shamefulTv. Tryon is seething, but what can he do? I liked Mrs. Fane awfully. Think of ordering her out that poor old lady." "What are you talking about? " "Didn't you know? They've told ber to go out of Hill Top. Horrid of them, wasn't it? Lady Dom did it of course. St. can make her father do anything She's Just driving the dsg ger into Loveday and twisting It about Think, after all theae years, to come down on an invalid like that.' Little Miss ' arwardine shivered aa she saw the sudden contraction of ber listener s eyelids. 8be thrilled to the knowledge that she waa holding his in-terest. in-terest. She rattled on about possible money troubles to Mrs. Fane, coming in some strange way through Bulstrode .KfT cml astMfajl investments. W.ifi -T! 10 m'!4 eleon waife, when shs paused breathless J)l'Ly0? kB,ow fcow o Pt two and two together. 'lLiI"W' ' SsJ answered with a eo quettim, glance, "that they do not l,::J of time never could imagine such a dull place tried " n h0W "But vou must have friends here.'sW tr.ro. tk,hw.UV " v Te 5V1. hook hn wiilfnl, pretty ,vT.don 1 At in." she said' " he .Vs?.' T?1T grandmother?" rw lik bcFW eyes like pins." . iBrd- "odding. She was fl.Mered by hi. reeallin. her triflin" "Yes. that's she; and that's Oran 'pere Altai. ,he' Jg .V, ' be f,tmn? & P'" this must tkl .'d 7X9 Wife- looking ahout the room I suppose it has been in your mother's family for a long time'" "O. yes; ages. " . Af W awasjghj up her.-, lived here all her life?" except when she was awav at the convent. She was educated near rri" o, she's no Catholic. w brought up by the nuns. ' ' What s that building there, in that photograph? I aeem to have seen it somewhere." "I think It is something in San Fran ciaeo, answered the girl. "It looks out of place with these old pictures, doesn t it? Oran 'pere AJlaia was out there for some rears. ' ' "Ah," cried Nelson Waife. rising and going over to a little engraving that hung at the side of the San Francisco picture, and this ship?" "Gran 'pere Attain came back in "It. " "I aee a date 184." "Yss, grandmother used to tell me about it. I was a little girl' and I don 't remember very well; but she said that theae old French steamers used to give way souvenirs at the laat dinner on board. I have an idea that I have heard that grandfather made a speech ' ' and drew him from hia chair. Be al lowed himself to be led toward the teut. Ladv Dom had seated herself be-neslh be-neslh the shade of a walnut tree by the tent, and waa laughing as her father approached. It seemed to him at though he was living ia a drcsm. This was all unreal, it could not be real . and yet, as hs stumbled into a seat, he beard the cool, slightly mocking mock-ing voice of his daughter. Just the same as usual. He began to believe that in some strange way he must have misunderstood misunder-stood i srwsrdme Could It be that she knew everything, yet could act thns? He raised his head and looked about hi in. but not at ber. Her coming had changed everything. She had collected everybody. Sha seemed to have dissolved the rlonda. They were all behaving like rational people once move. They actually seemed to have forgottsn the drivs. tard Reste removed his bat and wiped his forehead. His aeaaty gray hair clung to his head la damp locks, rnuldenlv he started, holding his breath. He beard the sound of wheels. They all turned and sratehed and lis trued except Lady Dom. She went on with her story. Ons. two tbrse bay horses, all in line, came from behind the trees. Then a high dogcart with bright yellow wheels. A light eloud of dust roes ae it came up the drive at a rapid pace. Hu 1st rode Stapley sat vary erect He brought his leader Into place with a deft flip of his long whip, the laah of which he caught immediately I. the Bfssasr loops about ths stock. He polled up in front of the door, sad his smart groom was at the leader 'a head before the trap had quite stopped. Little Miss 'arwardine had seam pered off, and was at the bridle of ths scroti. I horse, trvlng ra believe that she was being useful. Bareheaded. Lord Heste stopped won' under the shads as though to welcome hia arriving guest. "Is it worth getting sunstroke, father?" Lady Dominica's slightly mocking voice brought him back to the tent. Stapley 's great bulh made him jump to the ground awkwardly. He stalked across ths laws without a backward glance at his perfect turnout, shedding his long light coat aa he eame. He let it fall on the grass, reared to hia groom without turning and pointed a backward linger at it as It lay. "What do you think of thatt" he roared, aa ha approached the tent. "What do yoa think of that for driv. isg? There is ao man thia aide of ths Severn could have driven those three hays tandem, with 6O.0OO.ooo flies i. everv cubic inch of air. what do vou say. Lady Reste? How do? Scorcher, isn't it? Mv throat 1 dry as a hone. ' ' He nodded cheerfully, grinning, saying say-ing a word now and again of companionable compan-ionable greeting. At last ha looked at Lady Dom. Shs gave him a hand, a nod. not glancing more than casually at him. Evsrybody had watehad her greeting. Nobody gathered a hint from it. "I am euro that you don't want! tea. ' ' Lady Dom nodded to a servant as ah. spoke. "Be sure the soda is well iced. " she called after him. oenaing over a roulette tame with an expression on her face which had made a lasting Impression. "Father's going this morning," he continued, in a still graver voice. The girl 'a thumb made a sudden dent in the clav, then she went on working. She had the heaven given tact and patience which puts no question at the wrong moment. , "We bad it all out. Lovedar, ho aad I, last night. We are as friendly as can be. He would have oome over, but he eonldn 't stay. Hs had appointments in London." "That 'a much better tbaa we hoped. Tryon. ' She paused a minute in her work. This unexpected good news waa told in such a war that she knew that something lay behind "Dom engaged," he hurst out, "to Bulstrode Stapley," " Never! " cried the astonished girl. She flung down her clay and jumped to her feet. "Why. oho loathed him. Tryon. ' ' "It's true," hs snawared. "They had a gala night over there. Champagne Cham-pagne i. rivers, and evsrybody making a ghastly attempt to be cheerful.' Tliey only succeeded In being noisy. Stapley drank quarte. He didn't turn a hair. It only made him a little more offensive, of-fensive, if that is possible. I went over to his place from hero yesterday and got there just aa he came back from Reste Hall. "Ha waa driving a three harnessed tandem, driving beautifully, I muat say that.'' The girl waa watching him intently in-tently now. She could not imagine I why he should have gone to Bulstrode ; Stapley, whom she knew he disliked; could not adjust her mind for the moment mo-ment to the astonishing news of this incredible engagement Tryon rose and walked restlessly about the room, stood for a moment by the disordered table, fingering wires and modeling tools mechanically. Then flinging hia cigarette out of the open window, he straightened and eame back She saw Sir Marion s fixed Vt'e in the same direction, saw tbat Lady Rente's hands wore trembling so that she spilt the tea she was drinking over her richly embroidered voile gown. Her father hia face never told her anything and Lady Harmiland Smith were the only ones who seemed unconscious of anything unusual. Yet her father must have known something, else why had he called ber back? She laughed to herself as she listened to Iiadv Haste's river of words, to the doctor's jerky monosyllables. They were all just aa interested as she waa, ret they made the silly pretense of talking of something else. Only Lord Reste never spoke or moved, but sat huddled up ia his chair not far from her. She reflected with all the wisdom of girlhood that it must all have been ar ranged beforehand These people knew it was coming set Thus she speculated, specu-lated, watching eagerly the while through a long half boar. It was ahe who aaw them coming first. Her youthful youth-ful eyes could see a few feet further Into the dsrkened ball. Sha drew a deep breath and aat up. Everybody straightened as the couple eame out onto the steps. All eyes were fixed oa them. Nobody spoke. tt waa oaly the girl who guessed that nothing waa to be learned from Lady Dom 'a face The gimlet eyes of youth, high powered by romance, were turned on Bulstrode Stapley. "She 'a got him." she said, unconscious uncon-scious that she spoks aloud, not knowing that Lord Reste heard, not seeing That ha was trembling as one with the ague. They came across the lawn and as they came close, Lady Dom turned, apparently unconscious that tba was observed, snd looked op at him smil- '"'Don't forget." shs said, "vou've promised to teach me to drive them," too." Cloaelv watching, Pauline Carwardine aaw relief, open, undisguised, sweep across the doctor's face, while Lady Reste sank back upon the enshlons of her chair as one who hears good news after long suspense Staple, be formally invited for that afternoon, hut beyond tbat she could learn ootbiag. Her husband had kept out of her way; Sir Menon bad eluded ber. She was ia a frenzy of nervous an ger, but kasw that it must be bottled up. Lady Harmiland Smith sat close l-side l-side her, knowing nothing, suspecting nothing; eras a sure candidate for hi stories if shs wss told. "What an unsociable crowd we are," murmured Lady Harmiland Smith, fanning fan-ning herself languidly as she lounged back in ber chair. " Look at Sir Mer low over there all bv himself. He stares down the drive as though the ghost of the patient be could not find last night was roming up. I esn't make ont what's the matter with everv one to day." "It is the sun," cried Ladv Reste. "I alwava think the sun effects the nerves. I read about it once. We have bad a great deal of sun this last fortnight. fort-night. Some sav sunshine is rheerful, Imt I like candles Letter than anything any-thing else. Electric lights are very irviag, don't 101 think? As for gas Panlinr. my dear, run over aad ree If Sir Merino will haw some tea. sk vour father, too." "Lord Reste is getting too fat," 'said Lad". Harmiland Smith. "Look, he needs 'all the shade of that tree to rover him up. He is watching the drive, too. " "It is just the wav he is sitting." said Lady Reste. "Of course, If yon are sitting in a certain wav vou look in tbat direct tea, doa'1 vuuf' "I always envy Sir Michael." said fsRdy Merion. "He doesn't look a if he enjoyed life, hut be is always sa roal and comfortable, nothing ever worries him. lie doesn't rare who is roming np the diiie ' ' " but vou do," she turned with languid iatcrost, baring bar-ing at length olsserird that the general 'repossession had also infrctod her rotates. "I?" tried Ladv Reste. starting. "Ok, I alwais think that you look -hrrr everybody eLc looks. Vou know if a man stops ia Trafalgar square and looks up at the sky. everybody else stops and looks up. ami pretty soon there Is a riot, and the start of things is all because one man looked up. "It is always tbat way with ovary, thing. The smallest thing- have the most tremendous results. Haven't vou over noticed that? I " " She stopped short and stare.) toward the drive. Sir Menon had half rises; her husband was craning his neck: Lady Merioa turned also. A boy on a bicycle emerged from the tunnel 'of arched trees. It was little Miss Carwardine who captured the telegram tele-gram tbat be brought. She looked at the address aud delivered it to Lord Reste. He opened it with unusual nervous-ness. nervous-ness. then weat through the burning sunshine to Sir Michael, who returoed it with half closed eves which betrayed no interest. Sir Menon came almost running to join the two. "It is not from Stapler." aaid Lord Reate; "it is from Paris. It says, Things aot hopeless. Warhourne. ' ' Let? Rests deigned to show common ruriositv. "I hops it's good news." she called across to the group of three. "Too from Paris," ber husband answered. "That chap's very late." Sir Marion looked at his watch. "What if be isa't coming. Carwardine? ' ' The barrister shrugged slightlv. He turnad his bead and shut bit eyea. Sir Mario followed Lord Reeto back to hia seat "It's snarly 5," he said querulously. querulous-ly. "Whsr is Ladv Dom?" "I doa't kaow.'' "Really. Rest, you should exert vour authority aa a father. You left teas aaach to Carwardine ' ' "Go away," aaid Lord Reste la a quavering voice. Ha sank down oa kis chair aad turasd moody eyes again toward to-ward ths drive. Ho had not seea bis daughter that day. He feared to moot her. She knew him now for what hs was, knew herself trapped, knew her self eoademaed as a sacrifice for him, far all of them. What was she tkisk lag of aim now? What would this daughter whom bs loved say to bim wbsa thev should be alone together f What was she going to do? tie aat with bowed head, bis courage broksn, aot raring anything far srpearao He was conscious that Bar Morion waa atill hv hia tide, traa rambling on ia hi complaining way, bat he gathered no word of what he uttered. - " There ah Is. " Tao triumphant cry of tao doctor reached hit mind. He started, bat ho did not turn. He beard a soft rustle of skirts. His daughter canto within six feet of tbo tree, but passed aa across ths lawn without turn-las;. turn-las;. Hia area war fixed on her back with a sudden eager scrutiny, as though ha would divin what shs was thinking, what ah was goiag to do. Hor step waa light: ho got the impression or buoyancy from ber carriage, from the free, aaoy swinging of her arms. It seemed to him that she looked ooler aad fresher ven than usual, if that wore possible. He sratehed ber with ia laat a til I eyes a ahe paused for a meanest to sneak to Sir Michael, who rose. Her parasol bid her fare from the watching father, hat he heard the light laugh with which she greeteJ Sir Versa, whe had hurre.l after her After aa imvtaat the continued her He eould not know that the special attention which ho had paid to he) there, first in the hope of finding out about a woman in black, and afterward in trying to make bar forget that he had tried to And out, had impressed ths girl. He could not know that a vague ro mantic thought was at the back of her dainty head. Could it possibly be, shs wondered, that this mysterious millionaire, wh had shown more interest in her at Reste tbaa in anybody elae, could have come here to see her? Why not? She was some months beyond 18, aad hor hair had been up for ages. She chattered all the time in hor piping, pip-ing, staccato voice, asking a dozen questions in a breath, waiting for no answer expecting none. This was hsr idea of a ehecrfnl greeting. She made so effort to hide her excitement. "Mother is out in the garden." she i The girl laughed and floated awav on a tide of chatter about more modern and more Interesting subjects. When the moment came at last tbat little Miss Cartrardaae felt that she eould no longer keep this visitor to hsr self, he followed hor out through the open window and down the atops from the balcony with the conviction that he had at last found a clue ia ths hitherto fruitless search for Berry Thomas. This steamer of the French lino plying be twoan New York and Havre had aald as passengers M. and htm. AJlain ia the very year i. which Berry Thornasdpk had disappeared from New York. The girl ran ahead with pattering feet beneath a pergola roofed with roees. round a crumbling classic fountain, to a summer house. Nelson Waifs followed slowly, flash ing pictures in his brain mirroring the past. He thought of a rough miaer dving in Alaska witk a curse on his lips "I've a long ttorv to tall you. Love- day. ' he began gravely, ' ' and it 'a not a very pleaaant one. ' ' "8it down bore." She drew him to her tide on the divan. She took his hand and hold It does between her cool lingers, covered aa they were with drying clay. "Now tell me all about it, dear." "I told you yesterdav that I waa late bceauae I was commandeered bv Ladv Dom." "I knew something was the matter, Tryon 'she smiled: r'you tried to bide it. but I .know and I knew you d tell me sometime all about it." "Aad I thought I waa such a good 25 .' 'tad ruefully. He bent and laid bis lip on th alim. clay tolled fliurers. "I d.dn-t tsll you then because I hardly knew a.ything. and I hoped it wasn t true, anvwav It was WPfll(.aBlry, and so I've just got to He related the story of the extraor which Bulstrode Stanley had been host. .'" vou mutt have wanted to to kick him. the bunt out when be had finished "Rather; and the trouble is that I eonldn t and can t." - " Ao I Vp! yV th "hole dav "the 2 Ma. Ft H & vo wi"ted to get back to Btilttrode Staplev to find out evervthing. Why didn't" vou tAtHS" " hi ouik ansvie.. w, h..l oae dav without a oer thatn"W"V' " lw,T' remain- "Well have manv more, dear " She elinped an arm through hi, "and I'm not afraid of rlonds. aevhow with you. ' ' You 're a brick. Lovedar. ' ' He squeezed her arm. close "You're no end comforting. It's rotten to have to tell vou. bnt I must. That beast Step lev O. how I wanted to thrash him within an mck of his cowardly life, and I could n t. aad he kaew it. knew ke kad me bv tke nock." Ho paused, aad tke fingers tbat held hers tightened natil thev bruited, bnt the girl never winced. She watched hit face with e"C full cf tenderness, saw the pallor around bia tightly com pressed lips, saw him swallow bard oacs or tw;ee. She did not speak, oalr ber free fingers fin-gers caressed his sleeve softlv. J Well, the end of it all was that I had to apologize. " he coatiaued, with words, though. I am the ton of a man who might he disgraced, publicly branded, brand-ed, at anv moment, if this Stapley gets offended." "Well," the answered quietly, "if that comes, you'll want me more tbaa ever, Tryon. In the meantime we won 't say another word about it. ' ' "What a loyal pal you are. There's something else J must tsll you, Loveday," Love-day," he continued, after a pause. "1 hale to- say anything against ber now, but be on vour guard against Dom.. Shs attacked you laat' night. I don 't know wky, but 1 think the would do you a bad turn if ahe could." "Poor Dora," aighed Loveday. "1 suppose it 's because shs sees you and me so happv. while she O, yes, I caa understand. It must hs awful for her, and if ahe love " She stopped abruptly. "That's another reason why she it down on vou. I think. You sec. she be lieves that Nelson Waife " She laid ber fingers across his lip. "We won't sav another word about it, Tryon. Your father knows you were coming to me?" j He nodded. "He recognized that I must tell vou everything. He spoke awfully aw-fully nieelv about you." ''Aad vou " she hesitated, "were nice to him. Trvon? It mutt have been bard for bim." " I eonlda't go back on mv own father, fath-er, of coswse. ' he snswered. ' ' I must run. 1-ove.tav. be aaid. looking at his watch. "I thought I'd see him off at the station. ' ' "Yes. he'd like 'bat. Thank him for me for being to nice about our engagement." engage-ment." He held ber cloae for an instant, comforted com-forted bv her strength and loyally. "Thank vou, dear for him and for mvself. ' '"Don't say a word a boat this to mother; it would onlv upset her." she said, as he vaulted through the open window. ' Of course sot. ' ' "And. Trvon." she railed biro bark aad leaned cool fiagert oa bit forehead, "come to me whenever you want eera-forting." eera-forting." "You've taken all the pain away, Loveday." ke answered . She waved him away smiling aad watched him aa be ran across the lawa. pausing for a moment to apeak ta Mrs. Kane Wbea he had disappeared the smile fsded. aad ahe walked up sac down, thinkiag of all ah had beard. Bulstrode Stapler smiled bis approv-al approv-al of this prompt attention to hie comfort. com-fort. "Yoa know what's what," ho cried. "Even to speak of lee today ia pleasant. pleas-ant. Thanks for your note. Lady Reste. Awfullv kind of you I was coming over anyhow. I told Sir Mich aol that thia moraiag." He darted aa 3a all about him from oa to the isr of tha group, than ho leaked again at Lady Doom, He did Dot know quite where hs was. was aot quite sure how much that note had meant. There waa no sign la the girl's face that this was th first tbat shs had hoard of this invitation "The honor," ho ran aa, "brought me bore i. atyls. I hadn t intended to show up tbat outfit until my eoatt fitted better, but I had to do something special, spe-cial, you know, whoa I got such a special spe-cial invite." He laughed hit boisterous laugh aad looked down at tha startling pattern of kis new waistcoat. His light flannel suit was appropriate. It eras obviously aaw. ao waa everv thing else, including the Panama bat. Thit had been artfully battered ia the making into sack a piratical shape as gave its wearer aa air of imitation ferocity. Thit was evidently a very special occasion oc-casion tu Bulstrode Stapler, aad he let everybody know that he had dressed ap to it. The whisky and the cool soda eame o. . trav aad Stapler emptied a deep glass without pausing to breathe Little Mies Carwardins. who had watched this wonderful driver of wonderful won-derful horses with - a faeclaated eve. laughed out load. 't.ls like the ripple of a river over stones to see you drinking. ahe exclaimed. ex-claimed. "Tt coela me.'' "I drink." laughed Staplev. "just like 1 do everything else, for" all I'm srerth. I told you I eould drive. Ladv Doss. Did vou see me pick up that lash?" "I saw you." the aatwered. without rathreiasai. a she laxilv lav back ia her chsir. aasaaroatrs idlv Interested ia r-tch'ii the tuatbine flash on the irystal button, of her .bora. "It was CHAP TUB. Hill. "Turned Out." Trvon Carwardine s steps were muffled muf-fled aa in the soft, velvety grass hs crossed the lawn at Hilltop towards the opea window of Loveday s atudio. He hesitated for aa Instant aa he heard bar voice. He had hoped to find her aioae. Thea. ae same words eame to bim, he stall sd aad tiptoed forward to the window. Lovsday waa standing before a partlv modeled slay bust, and aa aha ! worked shs was telling a fairy atory to a golden haired village child, who enthroned en-throned on a model 's stand, stared up at her with wide blue eyea of absorbed wonder It seemed to the watching lover that Loveday 't Angara earctted the clay into life. The sleeves of her loag browa overall were rolled back, disclosing dis-closing whit arms, smeared here and I there with modeling clay. Trvon wondered that be had never ssen before how delightfully her rod- ! gold hair twisted into tiay tendril around th back of ker white neck. "Aad Haasel and iiretel loved one: aaotker aad were married aad lived happily together ail their dayt in the I 6 sod king's palace." Lovedav stepped ack aad looked critically from her work to the child ' face. At tbat mo- ! ment ahe caught eight of Trvon at the ' window. "I've had such good news. Tryon." the cried. "I'm so glad you've oome." "Now. that's what I like." he aa- i swered. at he threw a loag leg over the ' sill aad so ioto ths room. "I expected to be scolded for coming wbea vou were baay. " She laughed, shaking her bead, ber i eyes dancing sritb animation "Lift my model down, please," the cried. "I than 't do any more work tkit moraiag." She dismissed the child with some chocolates aad a kiss. "Do all voor models ksve falrv sto ries told them and get paid like that?" asked Trvon. (Hitting kis arms arouad her. 'Mind, you'll get allglayey." she j for Berry Thomas. He thought of a woman in rusty black, heavily veiled, slipping furtively to a tomb. He thought of a heartless mother giv. ing np her dead son to be buried under a name to which he had no right. He thought of a woman harrying ncross oceans with a kidnaped child, whom she flung ruthlessly into faithless hands Such a woman, he was sure, mutt be tray tueh a history. Tbat is. if hi" clues pointed aright, and Lady Carwardine Carwar-dine and Berry Thomas were one. He almost gave a sign of surprise a I he mounted the steps of the summer bouse and saw sitting there a white haired lady of splendid dignity and frigid grace. She gave him a head al most plump, delicately rounded, ailklihe Jin the texture of the skin. I She welcomed bim with cordial words, jbut austere manner. Alwaya, at she 'chatted, her bands moved rapidly, with 'alert precision, as she embroidered an I elaborate Pattern. Nelson Waife. watching, began lo doubt. She spoke English with perfect .correctness, but her accent was uamia jtakablv French. How could Berry Thomas aave learned suck English How have acquired such a proaunria tion? I 'Thev missed vou at Reste," be said. I "I eras sorrv to learn tbat illhealth kept I vou away." fTo be continued.) I said. 'v,e 11 go out in a few minutet for tea. Do vou mind sitting here and talking to m for a little while? I do want somebody to talk to awfully Tryon is here but he is absolutely lost to me. He might just as well not exist. ex-ist. Miss Fane ia here. too. You didn t know that, did von?" "I had not heard," Nelson Waife answered. "Oh. vet, she has come to be inspected in-spected by mother in the usual way, vou know. It was a terrific surprise t all uf us. Still, she'll make a heap .nicer sister-in-law thai: Lady Dom They're frightfully keen on oae another, an-other, which makes it horribly boring for me. Of course. Trvon 't a dear boy bnt to watch Lovsday von'd think he' was Sir Cslahad and Sir Laoneelot rolled into oae." She shrugged hsr shoulders contemptuously. ' ' Wain 't evervthing awfollv iatereetiag at Reste at the eodf Lady Dom 's engagement was too exciting for anything. " "l.adv Dom 's engagement?" "Oh. I forgot," she cried. "You'd gone. ' ' She poured out a vivid description de-scription of the arrival ia state of Bulstrode Stapley. drawn by three horses, sed of his audacious capture under- the eyes of all. "I felt frightfully fright-fully embarrassed. 1 caa tell vou. ' ' she continued. "It's a bit awkward to congratulate a girl oa her eagagemeat to somebody whom oaly the dav before yea 've railed a bounder to ber face Still, 'twas all very iatereetiag. Nothing happened tbat anvoae expected. Every |