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Show THE WEEKLY REFLEX, KAYSYILLE, UTAH re was a knock at the door, and the parlor maid entered. "Mr. Strangewey, madam," she an- ni'iii'i Loni-- i looked at John curiously ns lit tret 'oil him. Ills face showed few iiis uf the M mimic through which be bail pass, ,l, but the grim setting of bn ips reminded her a flttle of Ills brother. He had lost, too, something f the bov Islim ss, tin simple of the day b fore. he flit tint the buttle had begun. She asked him nothing about the suppi r parly, and Sophy, quhk to llovv her load, also avoided the subT T a HIUJ A Story About an Experiment With Life lu ligtit-eartcilm'- -s By E. PHILLIPS OPPENHEI -- fe ject. yourself? She sunk hack upon a divan as she sjHke. John turned to leave the room, but she called him hack. Come. here. she invited, close to my side! I cau wait for the champagne. Tell me, why jou are so silent? And my dancing that pleased you? He felt the words stick in Ills throat. Your dancing wus indeed wonderful, he stammered. It was for you !" she whispered, her It voice growing softer and lower. was for you 1 danced. Did you not feel THE PRINCE OF SEYRE 4ND CALAVERA, THE DANCER, CONSPIRE TO ENTICE JOHN STRANGEWEY FROM HIS HONORABLE LOVE OF DAINTY LOUISE MAUREL Synopsis lionise Maurel, famous actress, making a motor tour of rural England, was obliged, when her car broke down, to spend the night at the ancestral home of Stephen and John Strangewey, bachelor woman-haterin the Cumberland district. Before she left the next day she had captivated John. Three months later he went to London and looked her up. She introduced him to her friends, among them Gralllot, little actress. John, a playwright, and Sophy Gerard, a bohemian life of the city w 1th the entered his in gay views, puritanical and seen the John soon that prince of Seyre were enthusiasm. It was also loved John Louise. of hand and Sophy heart rivals for the s, light-hearte- it? Her arms stole toward him. The natural calm with which she had d secretly. CHAPTER XII. - 7 manSeyre House was one of the few bana boasted sions In London which a as well as picture galqueting hall was laid table the long lery. Although for forty guests, it still seemed, with Its shaded lights and its profusion of color In the flowers, like an oasis-o- f middle of the huge, somberly lighted apartment. Some of the faces of the to John guests were through their published photographs; to others he had been presented by the prince upon their arrivaL lie was seated between a young American stur of musical comedy and a lady who had only recently dropped from the social firmament through the medium of the divorce court, to return to the theater of her earlier fame. Both showed every desire to converse with him between the Intervals of eating and drinking, but were constantly brought to a pause by Johns lack of knowledge of current topics. After her third glass of champagne, the lady who had recently been a countess announced her Intention of taking him under her well-know- n the door at the farther end of the room came u dimly seen figure In white. The place seemed wrapped in a mystical twilight, with long black rays of deeper shadow lying across the floor. There was a little murmur of tense voices, and then again silence. For a few moments the figure In white was motionless. Then, without any visible commencement, she seemed suddenly to blond into the waves of low, passionate music. The dance Itself was without form or definite movement. She seemed at first like some whit, limbless spirit, floating here and there across the dark bnrs of shadow at 7the culling of the melody. There was no apparent effort of the body. She was merely a beautiful, unearthly shape. It was like the flitting of a white moth through the blackness of a moonless summer night. But her motions grew more animated, more human. With feet which seemed never to mact the earth, she glided toward the. Corner where John was standing. He caught the smoldering fire In her eyes as she danced within a few feet of him. He felt a catch In his breath. Some subtle and only emotion shook his whole being, seemed to tear at the locked chamber of his soul. She had flnng her arms forward, so near that they almost touched him. He could have sworn that her lips had called his name. He felt himself bewitched, filled with an insane longing to throw out his arms in response to her qpsslonate, unspoken invitation, in obedience to the clamoring of his seething senses. He bad forgotten, even, that anyone else .was In the room. Then, suddenly, the music stopped. The lights flared out from the celling and from every corner of the apartment Slender and erect, her arms hanging limply at her sides, without a touch of color in her cheeks or a coll of her black hair disarranged, without a sign of heat or disturbance or passion in her face, John found Aida Calavera standing within a few feet of him, her eyes seeking for his. She laid her fingers upon his arm. The room was ringing with shouts of applause, In which John unconsciously Joined. Everyone was trying to press forward toward her. With her left hand she waved them back. If I have pleased you," she said, I am so glad ! -- 1 go now to rest for a little time." She tightened her clasp upon her companions arm, and they passed out of the picture gallery and down a long half-express- wing. Someone must tell you all about What you need she insisted. things, is a guide and a chaperon. Wont I dor he agreed. Fair playT protested the young lady on his left, whose name was Rosie Sharon. I spoke to him first! luck I Lord Amerton bad Jolly drawled firm the other side of the Neither of you have an earthtable. ly. Hes booked. Saw him "out with her the other evening. I shant eat any more supper, Rosie Sharon pouted, pushing away her plate. You ought to have told us about her at once," the lady who Jiad been a Perfectly, countess declared severely. John preserved his equanimity. It Is to be presumed, he murmured, that you ladles are both free from any present attachment? Got you there Amerton chuckled. What about Billy?" 1 Rosie Sharon sighed. We dont come to the princes supper parties to remember our ties," she declared. Lets all go on talking nonsense, please. Even if my heart Is broken, I could never resist the princes pater. , Apparently everyone was of the same mind. The hum of laughter steadily grew. Under shelter of the fire of conversation, the prince leaned toward his companion and reopened their previous discussion. Do you know," he began, I am Inclined to be somewhat disappointed by your lack of enthusiasm In a certain direction P I have disappointed many men in Do you doubt my time, she replied. my power, now that I have promised to exercise it? JWho could be replied courteously. Yet this young man poses, I believe, as something of a St. Anthony. He may give you trouble. He is then, what you call a prig? A most complete and perfect specimen, even in this nstion of prigs I" All that you tell me," she sighed, makes the enterprise seem easier. It Is, after all, rather like the lioness and the mouse. Isnt ItP The prince made no reply, but upon hla lips there lingered a faintly Incredulous smile. The woman by his side leaned back In her place. She had the air of accepting the challenge. After supper, she said, we will r seeP - fin- ished tier dance seemed suddenly to pass. Her bosom was rising and falling more quickly. There waa a falut spot of color in her cheek. 1 It was wonderful, he told her. will get you the chuinpague." Her lips were parted. She smiled up at him. and Go quickly," she whispered, come back quickly! I wait for you. lie left the room and passed out again into the picture gallery before he had the least idea where he was. The baud was playing a waltz, and one or two couples were dancing. The people seemed suddenly to have become like puppets in some strange, unreal dream. He felt an almost fever- longing for the open air, for a long draft of the fresh sweetness of the night, far away from this overrented atmosphere charged with un- nutnable things. As he passed through the farther doorw ay be came face to face with the prince. Where are you going? the latter asked. Mademoiselle Calavera has asked me to get her some champagne, he answered. The prince smiled. I will see that It Is sent to her at You are In my once, he promised. sanctum, are you not? You can pursue , 1 ih i ! j your ruption. tete-a-te- there without te You Inter- are very much envied. Mademoiselle Calavera is there," John replied. As for me, I am afraid I shall have to go now. The smile faded from the princes lips. His eyebrows came slowly together. You are leaving? he repeated. I cant I must 1" John insisted. help It Forgive my behaving like a boor, but I must go. Good night ! The prince stretched out his hand, but be was too late, John found himself, after a few minutes hurried walking, in Piccadilly. ne turned abruptly down Duke street and made his way to 8t. James park. From here he walked slowly eastward. When he reached ' the Strand, however, the storm In his soul was still unabated. He turned away from the Milan. The turmoil of his passions drove him to the thoughts of flight Half an hour later he entered St Pancras station. What time is the next train north to Kendal or Carlisle T he Inquired. The porter stared at him. Johns evening clothes were spattered with mud, the raindrops were glistening on his coat and face, and his silk hat was ruined. It was not only his clothes, however, which attracted the mans attention. There was the strained look of a fugitive in Johns face, a fugitive flying from some threatened fate. The newspaper train at five thirty I dont is the earliest, sir," he said. know whether you can get to Kendal by It, but It stops at Carlisle. John looked at the clock. There was an hour to wait. He wandered about the station, gloomy, " chin, deserted. The place sickened him, and he strolled out into the streets again. By chance he left the station by the same exit as on the day of his arrival in London. He stopped short. How could he have forgotten, even for a moment? This was not the world which he had come to discover. This was Just some plague-spo- t upon which he had stumbled. Through the murky dawn and across the ugly streets he She looked Into Louises drawing-room- . would be there waiting for him on the morrow 1 Louise! The thought of her was like a sweet, purifying stimulant, He felt the throbbing of bis nerves soothed. He felt himself growing calm. The terror of the last few hours was like a nightmare which had passed. He summoned a taxicab and was driven to the Milan. His - wanderings for the Go Quickly, and Come Back Quickly. night w ere over. , w,;t for You."" A single chord of music In a minor key fioated across the room, soft at first, swelling later into a volume of sound, then dying away and ceasing were altogether. - Every light la the place corridor. John felt as if heseemed was suddenly extinguished. There re- walking in a dream. Volition mained only the shaded lamps over- to have left him. He only knew that the still, white hand upon his arm hanging the pictures. Not a whisper was heard In the seemed like a vise burning into his room. John, looking around Vm In flesh. Bhe led him to the end of the corri, astonishments WfLS . conscious only of dor. the through another door, into a small breathing of the men and women who lined the wads, or room furnished in plain but comfortawere still standing in little groups at ble fashion. the end of the long balL Again there We will Invade the princes own Before I came the music, this time merged In sanctum." she murmured. Now water. a low but Insistent clamor of other hut drtuk I nothing dance, Will y Then, suddenly, through! want some champagne. half-suppress- ed un- vi hull had brought a frown to her face. llu-r- is no doubt about It, she do-i-- l. . high. 1 must "I.ouKe is extravneant go and finish my work, she I lie door Louise and herself, declared. "Let me have the den to myopened, In u gray morning gown of some soft self for at least an hour, please, Louin itetiai, witli a hunch of deep red ise. It will take mo longer than that ut her vvmst, looked into the to muddle through your books." room Louise led the way upstairs into the she exclaimed, cool, white drawing room, with Its Why, little girl, how long have you been here? flow er perfumed atmosphere and its "All the morning. Sophy replied. I delleuto, shadowy air of repose. She took the dogs out, find then I started curled herself up in a corner of the on your housekeeping book and the divan and gave John ids coffee. Then Your cheeks will have to be sin leaned ouch and looked ut him. bills. ever this month, Louis, than huger So you huve retilly come to Loudon, ami I dont see how you etn possibly Mr. Countryman dt.iw them unless you go and see your 1 have followed you, he answered. hankers first." I I think you knew that 1 would. muse threw herself into an easy trbd not to," he went on, after u mm i hair mems pause. I fought against it ns I I thought or me! she sighed. hard ns 1 could ; but In the end 1 hud I had been so careful to give tn. I came for you careHow cun you talk about being Louises capacity for fencing gtViucd ful? Sophy protested, tapping the suddenly enfeebled. A frontal uttuck You of such directness was Irresistible. pile of bills with her forefinger. For me!" she repeated weakly. sei m to be overdrawn already. None of I will see to that," Louise promised, Of course," he replied. "The bank manager is such n charm- your arguments would have brought ing pt rsui. Besides, vvluit are banks me here. If I have desired to underfor but to oldige their clients? llovv stand this world at all, it Is beouuse It Were you pale you look, little girl out i. lie last night? Sophy swung around In her place. "I am all right. I spent the evening in mv looms and went to bed at eleven oMoek. Whos lunching with you? I see the table Is laid for two. LouNe glanced ut the eloek upon the mautclpieee. I she replied, "Mr. Strangewey, suppose lie will be here In a minute or !" 1. r-- is 1 1 tw o. Sophy dropped the housekeeping hook and jumped up. Id better go, then." Of course not, Louise answered. You must stay to lunch. Ring the bell and tell them to lay a pluce for you. Afterward, If you like, you may come in here and finish brooding over these wretched bills while Mr. Strange- months." Louise nodded. London has neVer Jeen the same place to me since I fllst met him In SomeCumberland," she admitted. times I think I am to use your own words In love with John. Sometimes I feel It is Just a queer, indistinct, but passionate appreciation of the abstract beauty of the life he seems to stand for." Is be really so good, I wonder?" CHAPTER XIII. Sophy asked pensively. ' 1 do not know," Louise sighed. I only know that when I first talked to him, he seemed different from any man I have ever spoken with In my life. I suppose there are few temptations up there, and they keep nearer to the big things. Sometimes I wonder, Sophy, If it was not very wrong of me to draw him away from it all I" "Rubbish !" Sophy declared. If he is good, he can prove it and know it here. He will come to know the truth about himself. Besides, it Isnt everything to possess the standard virtues. Louise, he will be here in a minute. You want to be left alone with him. What are you going to say when he asks you what you know he will ask Sophy Gerard sat In the little back room of Louises house, which the latter called her den, but which she seldom entered. The little actress was looking very trim and neat in a simple blue serge costume which fitted her to perfection, her hair very prlhily arranged and tied up with a bow. 8he had a pen In her mouth, there was a sheaf of bills before her, and an open housekeeping book lay on her knee. She bad been busy for the last half hour making calculations, the xeealt Louise looked down at her. Dear," she said. I wish I could tell you. 1 do not know. That is the strange, troublesome part of it I do not know ! WiH you promise toe something?" Promise me that if I Sophy begged. stay la here quietly until after he has gone, you will come and tell me!" Louise leaned a little downward as If to look into her friend's face. Sophy suddenly dropped her eyes, and the color rose to the roots of her hair. you?" women. I will help. Some day me to if shall you like. talk again, jou In tlic meantime, remember w are both, free. You have not known many women, nml jou may' change your mind vvlo ii jou huve been longer in London. Perhaps it will be better for you If j ml lo . said You see, lie went on. lookfirm!v ing at her with shining eyes, I know now what I half believed from the first moment that I saw you. I love you! Springing restlessly to her feet, she walked across the room and back again. Action of some sort seemed Imperative. A curious hypnotic feeling seemed to be (lulling all her powers (f resistance. She looked Into her life and she was terrified. Everything had grown inslgulfieuut. It couldnt really be possible that with her brains,' her experience, this man who had dwelt all his lift? In ttie simple vvajs had yet the power to sliow her the path toward the greater things! She felt like a child again. She trembled a little as she sat down by his side. It was not la this fashion that she had intended to hear whut he had to say. I dont know what Is the matter with me today," she murmured disI think I must send you tractedly. Y'ou disturb my thoughts. I uwny. cant seo life clearly. Dont hope for too much from me," she begged. But dont go away," she added, with a sudden irresistible Impulse of anxiety. Oh, 1 wish I wjsh you understood me and ever) thing about me, without my having to say a word!" I feel what you are," he answered, and that is sutilelent. Once more she Wise to her feet and walked across J.o the window. An automobile hnd stopped iu the street below. She looked down upon It with a sudden frozen feeling of apprehension. John moved to hc side, and for him, too, the Joy of those few moments was clouded. A little shiver of presentiment took its place. He recognized the footman whom he saw standing upon the pavement. It is the prince of Seyre," Louisa she promised, Yes, at that. We will leave It ! Thut.4s4iUtte-imiesKlble,-John him away," John begged. havent finished yet. I wont say Send YVe anything more to upset you. What I want now Is some practical guidance." I cannot send him away I" John glanced toward her and bated-himsfor his fierce Jealousy. She was looking very white and very pathetic. The light bad gone from her eyes. He felt suddenly dominant, and, with that feeling, there came all tbs generosity of the conqueror. Good-bI" he said. "Perhaps I can see you sometime tomorrow. He raised her hand to his Ups and kissed her fingers, one by one. Then he left the room. She listened to his footsteps descending the stairs, firm, resolute, deliberate. They paused, there was the sound of voices tha prince and he were exchanging greetings; then she heard other footsteps ascending, lighter, smoother, yet just as deliberate. Her face grew paler as she listened. There was something which sounded to her almost like the beating of fate In the slow, Inevitable approach of this unseen visitor. elf feet self." There was something In Sophy's face that was almost like wonder. So this is the meaning of the change in you. Louise I I knew that something had happened. You have seemed so different for the last few i se--rr- et n, faltered. wey talks to me. Sophy came suddenly across the room and sank on the floor at Louise's What are you going to do about Mr, Strangewey, Louise?" she asked wist fully. What am I going to do about him?" "He Is In love with ypu," Sophy conI am sure I am almost sure tinued. of It." Louise's laugh was unconvincing. You foolish child! she exclaimed. I believe that you have been worrying. Why do you thlnlrso much about other people? Please tell me," Sophy begged. I want to understand how things really are between you and John Strangewey. Are you In love with him?" Louise's eyes were soft and dreamy. If I wish I knew," she answered. I am, then there are things In life more wonderful than I have ever dreamed of. He doesnt live In our world and our world, as you know, has its grip. He knows nothing about my art, and you can guess what life would be to me .without that What future could there be for him and for me together? I cannot remake my- her -- Luncheon was not u lengthv uni iiuiacili.itjly Its service v?as concluded. Sophy rose to her feet with a uu-til- fetch me some, and bring It to me 'f fvrnapa, after ail there were still chambers. She thought almost' with fear of what they might contain. Her sense of superiority was vanishShe was, after all, like other ing. dared not analyiev y Unresisting, She Felt the Fir Kisses. of His It is you I want dont you understand that? 1 thought you would know It from the first moment you saw me ! He was suddenly on his feet, leaning over her, a changed man, masterful, passionate. She opened her Ups, but said nothing. She felt herself lifted up, clasped for a moment In his arms. Unresisting, she felt the fire of his kisses. The world seemed to have stopped. Then she tried to push him away, weakly, and against her own CHAPTER XIV. wllL At her first movement hs laid t her tenderly back in her place. nenrl Gralllot had mado himself I am sorry 1" he said. And yet I lie was enam not, he added, drawing his chair thoroughly comfortable. In sconced of the I Johns easy largest close up to her side. I am glad You In his a recenthis You chairs, mouth, knew that I loved you, Louise. pipe ly refilled teacup Gralllot was English knew that it was for you 1 had come. She was beginning to collect herself. In nothing except his predilection for Her brain was at work again ; but she tea on the small table by his side. was conscious of a new confusion in Through a little cloud of tobacco her senses, a new element in her life. smoke be was studying his host. So yon call yourself a Londoner She was no longer sure of herself. Listen," she begged earnestly. "Be now, my young friend, I suppose," he reasonable! IIow could I marry you? remarked,' taking pensive note of Do you think that I could live with John's fashionable clothes. It is a transformation, beyond a doubt ! Is It, you up there In the hills? We will live, he promised, anyI wonder, upon the surface only, or where you choose in the world. have you Indeed become heart and soul ...Ah, no" she continued, patting his a son of this corrupt city?"" " Whatever I may have become," band. You know what your life Is, the things you want in life. You don't John , grumbled, - if - meant - three know mine yet There Is my work. months of the hardest work Ive ever Ton cannot tblnk how wonderful itis4donel Gralllot held out his pipe in front of to me. You dont know the things that fill my brain from day to day, the him and blew away a dense cloud of thoughts that direct my life. I cannot smoke. Explain yourself," he Insisted. marry you Just because because" with John stood on the hearth-rug- , Because what?" be interrupted eahis hands In his pockets. His morning gerly. "Because you make me feel some- clothes were exceedingly well cut, his thing I dont understand, because you tie aifd collar unexceptionable, his hair come and you turn the world, for a few closely cropped according to the fashBut that is all ion of the motqenL He had an exminutes, topsy-turvfoolishness, isnt it? life isnt built up tremely civilized air. Look here, Gralllot," he said, Ill of emotions. What I want you to understand, and what you please must tell you what Ive done, although I understand. Is that at present our dont suppose you would understand, lives are so far, so very far, apart. I what It means to me. Ive visited do not feel I could be happy leading practically every theater in London. AJone yours,' and you do not .'understand mine." I have come to find out about Louise comes to have a secret jours", John explained, JThat Is why of tho prince. Gralllot terror 1 am here. Perhaps I ought to have gives John , some very sensible walled s little time before I spoke to arfvlce. The next installment you as I did Just nowi But I will serve developments. bring Important I will try to get my apprenticeship. Into sympathy with the things that please you. It will not take me long. (TO BE CONTINUED.) As soon ss you feel that we are drawBaby Was Developing. ing closer together, I will ask you Johnny was a small boy of about five again what I have asked you this afternoon. In the meantime, I may be your years, and he bad a baby sister who friend, may I not? You will let me was Just learning to walkT One day see a great deal of you? You will Johnny saw his little sister stand alone and take a few steps for the first time. help me Just s little?" Louise leaned back in her chair. She Johnny ran hurriedly to his mother and had been carried off her feet, brought said, Oh, mamma, come here quick! face to face with emotions which she Babys walkin ou her hind legs." 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