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With the look of trapped things, they stared at each other, and Betty in-stinctively looked back over her shoul-der. There stood Jasper In the door-way of the room. Be looked like the most casual of visitors to an art gal-lery, he carried a catalogue In his hand. When he saw that he was seen he smiled easily and came over to them. "You will have to forgive me," he murmured pleasantly ; "you see, It was necessary to see you both together and Betty is not willing to allow me an Interview. I am sorry to have chosen a public place and to have used a trick to get you here, but I could not think of any other plan. This Is really pri-vate enough. I have arranged this ex-hibition for Foster and It Is closed to COI'VKIOHT BY KATHARINE liEHUN Bl'KT. ....Kit,. Wo nnt In Kv cnaelttl permit a fact you probably missed. And, after all, civilized people ougat to be able toftalk about anything with-out excitement." Betty's eyes glared at him. "I will not stay! This Is insufferable 1" But he put out his hand and some-thing In his gesture compelled her. She sat down on the round, plush seal In the middle of the room and looked up at the two men helplessly. Joan had once leaned In a doorway, silent and unconsulted, while two men, her father and Pierre, settled their prop-erty rights In her. Betty was, after all, In no better case. She listened, whiter and whiter, till at the last she slowly raised her muff and pressed It against her twisted mouth. Morena stood with his hand resting on the high back of the circular seat almost directly above Betty's head. It seemed to hold her there like a bar But It was at Prosper he looked, to Prosper he spoke. "My Mend," he be-gan, and the accentuation of the Hebraic quality of his voice had an Instantaneous effect upon his two lis-teners. Both Prosper and Betty knew he was master of some Intense agita-tion. They were conscious of an In-creasing rapidity of their pulses. "My friend, 1 thought that I knew you fair-ly well, as one man knows another, hut I find that there have been certain limits to my knowledge. How extraor-dinary It Is! This inner world of our own lives which we keep closely to ourselves I I have a friend, yes, a very good friend, a very dear friend" the CHAPTER VIII Continued. 21 "Yes. Prosper Gael. I was there with him for months. At first I wasn't strong enough to go away, and then, after a wltile, I tried. But I was too lonely and sorrowful. In the spring I loved him. I thought I loved him. He wanted me. I was all alone in the world. I didn't know that he loved another woman. I thought she was dead like Pierre. Prosper had clothes for her there. I suppose I've thought It out since that she was to leave as if for a short Journey, and then secret-ly go on that long one, and she couldn't take, many things with her. So tie hud beautiful stuffs for her end a little suit to wear In the snow. That's how I came to call her the tall child,' seeing that little suit, long and narrow. . . . This letter came one morning, one awfully bright morning. lie rend it and went out and the next day he went away. Afterward I found the letter torn in two beside his desk on the floor. I took It and I've always kept it 'The tall child' 1 He looked so terrible when I called her that. . . And she was your Betty all tho time!" "Yes." said Morena slowly. "She was nij Betty all the time." He gave her a twisted smile and put the two papers carefully Into an inside pocket. "I am going to keep this letter, Jane. Truly the ways oi the Lord are past finding out." Joao looked at him in growing un-easiness. ' Her mind, never quick to take m all the bearings and the conse-quences of her acts, was beginning to work. "What are you going to do with "' it, Mr. Morena? I don't want you to do Betty a hurt. She must have loved Prosper Gael. Perhaps she still loves him." This odd appeal drew another dlffl- - her branded, Indeed now he could never believe that she had Indeed been Innocent of guilt In the matter of Hol-liwel- l. Her father had first put a mark upon her. Since then the world had only deepened his revenge. There followed a sleepless, dry and aching night. CHAPTER IX The Spider. "nullo. Is this Mrs. Morena?" Betty held the receiver languidly. Her face had grown very thin and her eyes were patient. They were staring now absently through the front win-dow of Woodward Kane's sitting-roo-at a day of driving April rain. "Yes. This Is Mrs. Morena." The next speech changed her Into a flushed and palpitating girl. "Mr. Gael wishes to know, madam," the man-serva- recited his lesson automatically "if you have seen the exhibition of Foster's water-color- Forty-eight- h street and Fifth avenue. He wants to know If you will be there this afternoon at five o'clock. No. 88 In the Inner room is the picture he would especially like you to notice, madam." Betty's hand and voice were trem-bling. "No. I haven't seen It." She hesi-tated, looking at the downpour. "Tell him, please, that I will be there." Her voice trailed off doubtfully. The man at the other end clipped out a "Very well, madam," and hung UP- - Betty was puzzled. Why had Pros-per sent her this message, made this appointment by his servant? Perhaps because he was afraid that, in her ex-aggerated caution, Bhe might refuse to meet him if she could explain to him the reason for her refusal, or gauge ironic Insistence upon this word gave Prosper the shock of a repeated blow "and I fancy, in the Ignorance of my conceit, that this friend's life is suff-iciently open to my understanding. I see him leave college, I see him go out on various adventures. I share with him, by letters and confidences, the ex- - j citement of these adventures. 1 Know with regret that he suffers from and goes west, and there, with a great deal of sympathy, I Imagine hlra living, drearily enough, In some small, health-givin- g western town, writing his book and later his play which he has so generously allowed me to produce." "What the devil are you after, Jatr-per?- " "But I do my friend an injustice," went on the manager, undiverted. "His career ts Infinitely more romantlft He has built himself a little log house amongst the mountains, and he has decorated It and laid In a supply of dainty and exquisite stuffs. I believe that there Is even an outing suit, small and narrow" "My G d !" said Prosper, very low. There was a silence. Jasper moved slightly, and Prosper started, but the Jew stayed In his former place, only that he bent his head a little, half-close- d his eyes, and marked time with the hand that was not burled in the plush above Betty's bead. He recited in a heavy voice, and it was here that Betty raised her muff! "Jasper is dying. By the time you get this letter he will be dead. If you can forgtve me for having failed In courage last year, come back. What cult smile from Bettys husband. "Quite obviously she still loves him, Jane. She Is divorcing me so that she can marry him." "Hut, Mr. Morena, I don't believe he will marry her now. He is tired of her. He Is that kind of lover. He gets tired. Now he would like to marry me. He told me so. Perhaps if Betty knew that she might come back to you, without branding her." Jasper was startled out of his venge-- . ful stillness. "Prosper Gael wants to marry you? He has told you so?" "Yes." She was sad and humbled. "Now he wants to marry me and once he told me1 things about marrying. He said" Joan quoted slowly, her eyes half-close- d in Prosper's manner, her voice a musical echo of his thin, vi-brant tone " 'It's man's most studied Insult to woman." "Yes, that's Prosper," murmured Jasper. "1 wouldn't marry him, Mr. Morena, ecn If I could not If I were to be burnt for refusing him." Jasper looked problngly at her, a hew speculation In his eyes. She had begun to fit definitely, into his plans. It seemed there might be a way to frustrate Betty and to keep a hold upon his valuable protegee. "Are you so sure of that, Jane?" I have been to you before, I will be to you again, only this time we can love openly. Come back." "I am going mad!" said Prosper harshly, and Indeed his face bad pinched, half-cras-y look. The Jew waved his hand. "Oh, no, no, no. It Is only that you are making a discovery. Letters should be burnt, my friend, not torn and thrown away, but burnt." He stood up to his state-liest height and he made a curious and rather terrible gesture of break-ing something between his two hands "I have this letter and I hold you and Betty sol- - he said softly "so !" Betty spoke. "I might have told you that I loved him, that I have loved him for years, Jasper. If you use this evidence, if you bring this counter suit. It will bring about the same, the very same, result. Prosper and I" She broke off choking. "Of course. Betty and I will be married at once, as soon as she gets her divorce, or you get yours." But Prosper's voice was hollow and strained. "You will be marrlea, Betty," went on Jasper as calmly as before; "you, branded In the eyes of the world as an unfaithful wife, will be married to a man who has ceased to love you." "That Is not true." said Betty. "Look at his face, my dear. Look at it carefully. Now, watch It closely. Prosper Gael, If I should tell that with a little patience, a little skill, a little unselfishness, you could win a certain woman who once loved you eh? a certain Jaue West, could you bring yourself to marry this discarded wife of mine?" Betty sprang np and caught Pros-per's arm In her small hand. (TO PTC CONTINUED.) "Ah !" she answered ; "you doubt it necause I once thought I loved him? But you don't know all about me. . . ." He stood silent, busy with his weav-ing. At last he looked at her rather blankly, Impersonally. Joan was con-scious of a frightened, lonely chill. She put out her hand uncertainly, a wrinkle appearing sharp and deep be-tween her eyes. "Mr. Morena. please I haven't any-un- e but you. I don't understand very well what this divorcing rightly moms. Nor what they will do t me. Will you be thinking of me a little? I wouldn't ask It, for I know you are y and bothered enough, but, you see" He did not notice the hand. "It ivll! come out right, Jane, Don't worry," he said with absent gentle-ness. "Keep your mind on your work. I'll look out for your best Interests. He sure of that." He came near to Iter, his hat In his hand, ready to go. 'Try to forget all about It. will you?" "Oh, I can't do that. I feel sort of mirnt. Betty thinking thut I But I'll do my work Just the same, of course." She sighed heavily nnd snt, the un-noticed bund clasped In its fellow. When he bad gone she called nerv-ously for her maid. She had a hither-to ut known dread of being alone. But hen Mathllde, chosen by Betty, came tvlth her furtive step and trencherous eyes. Joan Invented some duty for her. It occurred to her that Mathllde might he one of Betty's witnesses. Por some time the girl's watchfulness and In-trusion bad become irrltatlngly And Morena was Joan's only ttfquent and Informal visitor. "Mnthllde thinks I am that !" Joan nl(l in herself; anil afterwurd, with a burst nl weeping, "And, of course, that Is what 1 um." Hit pust sin pressed upon her imft she trembled, remember-ing Pierre's w'.Mful, seeking face. If be mniulil 3nd her now, be would find Both Prosper and Betty Knew He Was Master of Some Intense Agitation. the importance of his request. With a servant she could do neither, and the very uncertainty would force her to accept. It was a dreadful day. No-body would be out, certainly not at the tea-hou- r, to look at Foster's pic-tures an Insignificant exhibition. Betty felt triumphant. At last, this far too acquiescent lover bad rebelled against her decree of silence and sepa-ration. At Ave o'clock she stepped out of her taxlcab, made a run for shelter, and found herself in the empty exhi-bition rooms. Shi checked her wrap and her umbrella, took a catalogue from the little table, chatted for a moment with the man In charge, then moved about, looking carelessly at the pictures. No. 88 in the Inner room! Her heart was beating violently, the hand in her muff was cold. She went slowly toward the inner room and saw at once that, under a small canvas at its far end, Prosper stood waiting for her. He waited even after he bad seen her smile and quickening step, and when he did come forward, It was with obvious reluctance. Betty's smile ' faded. His face was haggard and grim, unlike Itself; bis eyes Inck-lus-te- r as she bad never seen them. This was not the face of an Impatient lover. It was she would not name It, but she was cohsclous of a feeling of angry sickness. He took her hand and forced a smile. "Betty, I thought you disapproved of this kind of thing. I think, myself, It's rather Imprudent to arrange a meeting through your maid." Betty Jerked awny her hand, drew a sharp breath. "What do you mean? I didn't arrange this meeting. It was you your man." Britain Growing Tobacco As a mutter of civic pride and In the Interest of Industrial development, Greut Britain Is making strenuous ef-fort to grow tobacco on u commercial scale and to Inculcate Into the British Inhabitants a taste for the local weed. Greut Britain, since the day when Sir Walter Bulelgh Introduced smok- - lng, has been getting Jier tobacco mainly from Havana, Jamalcu, Nigeria and Virginia plantations. 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