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Show 6y LOUIS JOSEPH Ymg BEGIN HKRh TOD w I Beauty, youth, wealth, social pool- I tlon these hnd failed to brinp happiness happi-ness to 1 L.UCINDA DRl'CE, NW ork boi If matron, in the fifth year of her married life She and her husband, , BKIjIAMY. continued to drift apart and more openly he Indulged hi appetite for promlscous flirtation iind heavy drinking, Then. RICHARD DACHKNKV Luclnda's old aweetheart, returned Juai hi Bellamy Bel-lamy waa plunging Into Mt latest ..f-lalr, ..f-lalr, thin tlmo with I M MS. AM ELI E SEVERN. An open break between LiUClUdn and Bellamy Bella-my had been averted by the apparent appar-ent sincerity r hi.s penitence In hla heart he felt shame and self-reproach. GO ON with Tin: STORlf Why must he be such a fool ;is -vor to let himself be clattered Into forgetting forget-ting sheer perfection was to he found oewhere If not within the walls of bis I own home ? Bending t klea his wife, he put that !fhonht behind him. He couldn't af- ' ford to dWell open it. Already he was : too far committed In this new affair to withdraw with. .nt losing face Cut ho j would find some way soon to rnak' an end of it 1 thank God) thay all had an lend BOmetlme) and this would be the , lust "and after this, never nfcaln!" He rt-ally meant It th's time, he VOWed he did. . . "Rest well, denr? Don't need tO ask you that. IIjoukIi. only have to I look at you. Never looked sweeter in your Hf than laet night. Kind... I v-a 'quite Jealous of old Daubeney, monopolizing monop-olizing you "Yon needn't have been. Rel. and I don't think you wore in a good condition con-dition to judge." Bel winced bt he had laid himself open to this, and 'It could bo taken two ways, neither OOmfortlng. It was actuallv i relief to ihear hurlndn add: ' Von veer... I to I be fnlrly preoccupied yourself, at the table," "Oh. bored to tears. I assure you, lArnello'a a pretty little thing, amiable 'enough, but nobody to talk to no I conversation whatever." fjucinda limited comment to a mildly mild-ly quUzlcul look "Doing anything speclnl today? Luclnda shook her he.id slowly, watching him with a hnlf-smlle lambent lam-bent with lazy Intelligence. He Cell vaguely uneasy, as who should of a sudden find himself hnr-l by the brink of some abysmal Indiscretion. Thought wo might meet somewhere some-where for luncheon, if you're lunching lunch-ing out." "I'd love to" Luclnda put out an arm delleloualy rounded beneath skin of a texture fulrer and finer than any other Bellamy had ever seen, and took a morocco-bound engagement book from hor escritoire. Tet me see Sh. riffled the leaves oh yes I'm having Fanny Lontalna to lunch nt th- Miu. with Nei ;u--t ,nd I' 'n Sedh " ha? pit: ' Iv.uh nothing can prevent your corning, too. lf you like." ., A dark suspicion knitted Bellamy eyebrowa "Some actress? Sounds 1 Fanny Lontainc?" Luclnda laugh-ad. laugh-ad. "Nothing of the sort. Fanny was at school with me Frances, Worth 'VOW man Worth- Bellamy put In with symptoms of approval. rp-ror of the Wheat Pit. they called him ( died not long ago ll the Odor Of iniquity, in-iquity, leaving eighty minions or so. Your nttic eohoolmate ought to be fairly well fixed " kii -I don't know, I'm sure I helleve It's something to do with tho will hat brought 'hem over Fannys fathei .lbllk. rt lLirn- !-oMtlne. so fanny ban to run away with Mm gad waa duly excommunicated by the family. She llvrd In England eve, since; hr huc-band's huc-band's an Englishman. Come to m) luncheon and nee her for yourself. Not that 1 think you'd care for I-ann. though she Is pretty to death Why not if you like h'-r ho much ono , no1 ,,t all the type you m 1 m to find most attractive. Why is it. I've often wondered, tne women you lose your head about are almost al-wavs al-wavs a bit well ' Bellamy Clashed aullenU it was one of his crosses that he seemed nevei ,,, 1,.,, , -h. right ansA. r .. f-- Luclnda whm she took that ne After Af-ter all there Is only one talvatlon foi a man married to a woman cleverer than himself, to do no wrong. "Oh. If you're going to rake up an- '',CButL!u?lndT Pursued pensively, as If she hadn't heard "I presume you v. iotto runantluitsort.Bel because thev don't know you as well as I do- CaBven slow man may have wit enough not to try to UUnmtjM unanswerable. un-answerable. Bellamy got stiffly to his , f t . t ill drop in at the Rita if I can make it." o, " i ,. Do. dear ... And Bel Du-olnds Du-olnds rose Impulsively and ran to Mm "I'm sorry. Bel, I waa so catt just I now Only, you know, there are aome things ono can t help feeling keenly. She clung to him. lifting to his llpa face temptinf? beyond all telling. Insensibly In-sensibly his temper yielded, and cat, h-1 h-1 lng her to hlrn, he kissed her with . warmth that had long been inlsniK In his carrcsses, "Undt. you're a witch!" 'I with I were . . enough of a witch, at least, to make you realise nobody caros for you a I do. nor evoi will, Bel don't go yet. There's some-think some-think I want to ask you. "Yes?" He held her close, smiling down magnaninioasl . As long as 1 loved him so, couldn't do without him. all was well, ho could do pretty much as ho liked within reasonable lira of course. "What s on the busy mlml TVS been wondering lf we QOUldn'l go away together somewhere this winter?" Luclnda divined hostility In tho tenelng of the arm around her waist. "Wo re not really happy here deadest " ut you were in Europe all sum- "ot with you. except for a few weeks. And while you were with me. what was different from our life here" Meeting tho same people, doing tho same things, living In the selfsame groove abroad as at home that sort , of thing's no good for us. Bel." "What's wrong with tho way we live?" "Its desperate sameness wears on us till we turn for distinction to foolish things, things we wouldn't dream of doing if we weren't bored. You're driven to look for something different, somo excitement to lift you out of the deadly rut. As for me . . Would you like It If I took a lover simply be- ; cause I was bored silly, too?" "Linda!" "But don't you see that's wTiat we're coming to, that Is how It's bound to ond with us If wo go on this way, all 1 tho time drifting a little farther apart ? I fel as If I'd lost you already " "What nonesenf ' 'Oh, psrhapa not altogclbr, yet, j But slowly and surely I am losing you. Bel: I want my husband and be ; nds me. (Jive rne fa chance to find him njfa.ln and prove to hlni I'm nofiit-Thine nofiit-Thine better than--than a bo'itonnlere to a man of fashion " "Boutonnlere ?" "Nothing Of the Sort. I'anin un at S Ikm.I with Me." "A neglected wife, the finishing 1 touch." Bellamy laughed outright, and Luclnda's Lu-clnda's earnestness melted Into an an-1 an-1 sworlng emtio. What a notion! How did ou get It Elnda?" "Thought It up all out of my own head, strange ax it may appear. You see thlx Is the danger of It all you make me think, doar. And if you keep thnt up, first thing you know I'll , me all mental and that would be too awful"' , Bel laughed again, more briefly, and slackened his embrace; and she understood from this that, lf she had not actuallv lost, she had gained nothing no-thing "Perhaps you're right. At all events it's worth thinking about." You will think It over. Bel promise?" prom-ise?" "Word of honor. But now late lor an appointment must run " Against the better counsel of her instinct. Eucinda put all she had left unsaid Into her parting kiss and felt that his response was forced. In chagrin she wandered to a win-day win-day and stood gazing t.lankly out till recalled by the voice of her secrotary. "I was to remind you to telephone Mrs. Resetter Wade. "Oh. yeB." Luclnda took up the telephone but 1 only to find the wire already In use; j that Is to say. somebody In another I part of the house was talking without with-out having thought to disconnect the 1 boudoir extension. Recognizing Bel's voice she would have hung up at once j hud she not overheard a nam. . I "Lucky to catch you In A niello ." Bellamy was aaying in the blandiehlng accents she knew too well. "About our luncheon, you know " "See, here. Bel- you're not going j to put me ofi at the last minute!" "Rather not' But for reaseVM which 1 confident! Leave to Imagination, Imagina-tion, It might be better to make It anv ' place but tho RItz What do you .say to the Clique'.' Tt's at leust discreet " ' "But. Bel!" the mocking voice of Amelle Severn put in "wo settled on the Clique instead of the Rlt;'. last night Just before you went bom. 9 ill dB rh eplshly when Lj.-inili tK (("oiiuiki mi 'j N'-.i isa.. |