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'' I? IH tJfflffl r d & XSSV jfeMET 1 V vraarjtffisr A.. wsyws JBSTOXfllR. i?-rSS ivw ii'.w. . .t , " ""'..-. rrr: 'Kv5"jic& llhshidiansy JOM.J.LWlKT SYNOPSIS. Hill Cnnnon. the bonanza king, nnd his daughter. n0e, ,vlo nn( passed up Mrs. ConielliiB Ilynn'a Imll at San Francisco to iiccornpnriy lier fnther, nrrlvo at Antelope. Domlnlck Hynn calls on hi mother to beg a ball Invitation for hid wire, and In refused. Tho determined old ludy refuses to recognize her daughter-in-law. Dom lnlck hud been trapped Into ft marriage with Hornlce Iverson, a stenographer, pevcrnl yriirH his senior. Hhe sunndcrs his jnoney. they hnve freijuent mmrrels, nnd lio slips nwny Cannon nnd his duughtcr nro nnwed In nt Antelope, Domlnlck ltynn In renewed from storm In uncon scious condition nnd brought to Antelope hotel Antelope In cut off hy storm Hose Cannon nurses Domlnlck hack to life Two weeks Inter IJernlce dim ivers In n paper where hushnnd Is and wrlteH letter trying to smooth over difficulties hotween thetn. Domlnlck nt lout Is nhlo to Join fellow snowbound prisoners In hotel par lor. He loses temper over talk of Iluford. un actor After threo weeks, end of Im prisonment In seen Telegrams nnd mnll arrive Domlnlck Rein letter from wife. Tolls Hobo he doesn't love wife, and never did. Stormbound people beKln to depart Hose and Domlnlck embrace, father sees thorn nnd demands mi explanation Hone' hrothor Ocne In made manager of ranch, nnd Is to got It If ho stays nobcr n yenr Cannon expresses sympathy for Doml nick's position In talk with Hose Doml nlck returns home, Hemy exerts herself to please him, but hn Is Indifferent. Can non cnllB on Mm. Hynn They discuss Domlnlck's marriage difficulties, and Can non suggests buying off Horny. Domlnlck Koes to pnrk on Sunday with Herny nnd family, seeH Miss Cannon, bows to her nnd starts uneasiness in Herny. In Mrs. Hynn'n name Cannon offern lieiny $';0.000 to leave her husband nnd permit divorce Hhe refuses. Domlnlck neon Hose. Cor nelia Hynn engaged to Jack Duffy JVin nort offers IJernv $109.(XK nnd Is turned down Herny tells sisters of offer. Hu fnrd, the nctor, mnken a tilt In vaudeville Hone tells Domlnlrk thnt ho must stick to wife, nnd llrst time acknowledges that she loves him. Cannon offers Herny tfW), (00 which she refuses, saving Cannon wants Domlnlck for Hose Gene wins tho ranch. Herny accuses llnsn of trying to Htcnl her husband nnd tells her of tho of fered bribe. Hoso tolls fnther what she learned about tho attempt to bribe Herny nnd declares that she would never marry Domlnlck. should ho ever bo divorced I5x ncts promise from fnther to let Heruv alone. Strnnger sees Herny In restaurant, nppnrently recognlxes Iter, nnd follows her home. The stranger, who Is Iluford, the actor, cnlls on Domlnlck CHAPTER XX. Continued. A moment Inter, Huford entered, smiling, almost patronizingly urbiuiu nnd benign, Ho was dressed with n rich nnd cnrofnl elegance which gave lilm n Bomowhnt dnndllled nlr. After bestowing upon Domlnlck greetings Hint sounded itK unctuoiiH ns n beno diction ho took his sent nt tho end of tho cozy corner fuelng the dooV which led ltito tho hnll. From here ho looked nt tho young man with n close, atten tive scrutiny, very friendly dud yet holding, under Its enfolding blnndncBS, something of absence, of Inattention, ns though his mind were not In tho Intlmnto customary connection with tha words thnt Issued from his lips. TIiIb suggestion of ubsonco deepened, showed moro plainly In nn eyo thnt wnntlored to- tho door, or, ns Domlnlck spokn, fell to tho enrpot nnd remnlned there, hidden by n down-drawn bush of eyebrow. Domlnlck was In tho mlddlo of n query ns to tho continued success of tho "Klondlko Monologue" when tho actor raised his hend nnd Bald politely, but with n politeness thnt contained n note of haute nnd engornosB bonenth It: "Is Mndnmo nt homo?" "No, she'H not nt homo," snld Mud nmo's littsband. "Hut sho mny bo in any moment now. Sho generally goes out for the nfternoon nnd gets buck nbout this time." "Perhnps you enn tell me," snld Ilu ford, looking bIiIowIbo nt his gloveB and enno bb they Iny on tho end of tho dlvnn, "who you'll purdon my Booming curiosity, but I'll explnln It presently who wan tho Indy thnt cnino In horo lust night nt nbout half puat sovon?" Ho looked up nnd Domlnlck wns suddenly uwuro thnt liia fnco wna charged with tho totiEost, tho most vital intorout. Thrust forward. It Bhowod n huiigrlness of nntlclpntlon thnt wiib nlmost ptiBslonnte. Tho young man wna not only surprised nt tho expression but nt the question. I haven't nn Idea," ho snld. "I wasn't nt homo to dinner Inst night, nnd didn't got In till Into. Why do you wunt to know?" "For mnny reasons, or for one, per hnps for ono exceedingly Important rcuson." Ho pntiBed, his eyes again turned slantingly on the stick and gloves, hlo lips tight-pressed, ono ugulnHt tho other. "How did you know nny woman onmo In hero last night at that hour? Did you come up to call7" asked Dom lnlck. "No no " tho other apoko with quick Impntlonco evidently from tho surface of his mind, "no, It wiib at Unit, nnywny purely nccldontnl. I rw tho womnn and and -afterward I biiw nor enter horo. Mr. Hynn," ho Bald suddenly, looking at hla vla-a-vlH with piercing dlrectnoBB and speaking with an intensity of urgency that wna almost n command, "can you give mo balf an hour of your ttiuo and your full nttontlon? I want to speak to you of n mnttor, that to me, at least, Is of grcnt the grentoat importance. You can help mo; nt least you can, I hope, throw some light on what Is n dark subject. Have I your permission to talk freely to you, freely and at length?" Domlnlck, who wub beginning to fc-el as if bo woro In a pluy, and wna uxoeedlngly surprised and intrigued, nodded,, remarking: MENS GfflLBHEN BrGRAIJ)IN& LONNEI .A.Utficr.Q" Till JNKEK ' TOMQIpWiS TAMGLBc. 5 i yK2:-c' - XbiP (S , Cogyrigk ISCSyTieBQBBS-MERRILL CO. "Why, certainly, go on. If I can be of any help to you or explain any thing for you, nothing would give mo greater plcnauro. Lot mo hear what It Is." Tho actor dropped his glnnce to the floor for whnt seemed nn anxiously considering moment, then he raised his hend and. looking directly nt his host, snld: "You mny remember thnt, while at Antelope, I once spoke to you of hav ing ben married of having, In fnct. been unfortuunto enough to lose my wife." Domlnlck remembered, but It seem ed Imperfectly, for he eald In n doubt ful tone, which had more thnn u Bug gostlon of questioning: "She er she died?" "No," snld tho other, "sho did not die. 1 lost her In a wny that I think wub more painful thnn denth. She left me, volunlnrlly. of her own free will." "Oh, of course," snld tho young man hnstlly. "1 remember perfectly, one day by tho sitting-room lire. I remem ber It all ns clearly ns possible now." "Thnt wns the time the only time 1 mentioned I he subject to you. On nnothor occasion I spoke to that lovely and agreeable young lady. Miss Can non, on the mnttor, and told her more fully of my domestic sorrows. Hut to you I mndo but thnt one nlluslon. May I now, more at length, tell you or the mlsfortunoB I may say trag edyof my mnrrlcd flfo?" Domlnlck, mystlllod, nodded his head. Ho could not Imagine why Ilu ford should come to him nt this par ticular moment nnd In this particular ly theatrical manner with tho history of his domostlc troubles. Hut he was undeniably Interested, and feeling him self more than over like a character In a play, said: "Go on, toll me anything you like. And If In any way I enn bo of uso to you, I'll bo only too happy to do It " Looking at the carpet, a heat of In ward excitement showing through tho professional pomposity of his manner, Iluford began slowly and solemnly: "I'll go buck to seven years ago, when I was In Chlcugo. Previous to that, Mr. Hynn, I will tell you In confl dence 1 hnd been a preacher, a Meth odist, of good reputation, though, I nm fain to confess, of small standing In tho church. I left thnt esteemed body ns I felt thero were certain ten ets of tho faith 1 could not hold to. I am nothing If not honest, and I was too honest to preach doctrines with all of which I could not agree. 1 left tho church as a pastor though I have novor deserted it nn a disciple, and have striven to live up to its stand ards." Ho paused, and Domlnlck, feeling that ho spoke slncorely, said: "That was tho only thing to do." "So It seomed to me. I left the town wherp I wnB living and moved to Chicago where, through the Inllu onces of a friend, I obtained a posi tion In a Bchool or nctlng nnd elocu tion. I Instructed tho pupils In voice production. Von mny hnve noticed that I havo nn unusunlly deep nnd res onant voice. Through thnt, I obtained this work and recolved tho stlpeud of thlrty-flvo dollars a wook. ltVas fair ly good pay, tho hours woro' not too "Then the Woman You Saw Here Last Night Was Your Wlfe7" long, thero was no demand made of n sacrifice or conscience, nnd I confess thnt I felt much freer "and moro con tented than I hnd In tho church. "it wns nt this stngo of my enreer thnt I mot tho lndy who heenme my wife. We lived at tho same bonrdlng house Mrs. Hceney's, it most ele gant, well-kept place, nnd Mrs. Heeney n lovely womnn of ono of the best Bouthom families, it was at her table that I mot the girl who was destined to huvo hucIi a fatal Influence on my life. She was n stenographer and typowrlter In ono of tho largest firms In tho city, oarnlng her twenty dollars a week, as eho was an expert and not to bo beaten In tho state. Sho was very pretty, tho brunette typo of beauty, black-eyed, and ob smart na n steel trap. Sho was na dainty as a pink, always woll-droased nnd up-to- i I IMjl I ins ll TiT A3& W iLJlFiiH date, nnd never anything sloppy or flouchy about her Ask her to go to ho theater and there wouldn't be n woiran In tho house who could beat her for lookB and stylo. Besides that, she was n fine conversationalist, could talk an easily ns n book on any Bub Ject. If I brought her n novel, she'd rond It nnd havo the whole plot at her finger-ends, and bo able to talk It all over, have her own oplnlona nbout every character. Oh. sho was an accomplished, fasclnntlng woman, If I sny It myself! Any man might have tnken to her. She was for ever telling mo about California, and how she wanted to get bac there" "California?" Interrupted Domlnlck. "Did sho come from California?" "From here from San Francisco. She was n nntlve daughter of tho Btato and the town. I was Interested In Cal ifornia myself at that time, though I'd never seon It, and we'd talk of that and other things till, bit by bit, wo drifted nearer and nearer together and the day camo whon we wore en gaged. 1 thought thnt was tho happi est day of my life, and It would have been if she'd stayed true to her promises " The clock struck the single silvery note of the half-hour and Domlnlck heard it. He was Interested In tho story, but he had only another half hour to give, and said as Huford paused : "Oo on. It's very Interesting. Don't stop." j'TUn first step In our married life that seemed to me strange, that coat, not what you'd call a cloud, but a shadow, over my happlnosB, wjib that Bhe insisted on keeping the marriage secret. She had several reasons, nil of which seemed good nnd sufficient to her. She said her people would not like her marrying a stranger far nwny from home, nnd that they'd cut up very ugly when they heard It. Her principal reason, and tho only ono that seemed to me to have any force, wns thnt she feared she'd lose her Job. She had It on good authority that tho firm where sho worked wouldn't employ married women, nnd If they knew she'd got n husband who was making a fair salary, thoy'd give her the Back Whether It was for all tho reasons together, or for Just this ono I don't know, but she'd only marry mo If I'd solemnly promise to keep the mnttor secret. I'd hnve promlsod her nnytlilng. She'd out nnd out be witched mo "So we were mnrrled nnd went to housekeeping In n little flat In n sub urb. We hnd our mull sent to our old address nt Mra. Hceney's. Sho wns in tho secret, tho only person who was. We had to let her know becauso of the letters, and Inquiries that might have been made for us from time to time. Wo were married In tho winter, and that winter wns" tho hap piest time of my life. I'll never for get It. That little flat, and that little black-eyed woman they were Jusf 1'aradlso and the angel In it for me. Not but whnt she hnd her faults; she was hot-tempered, quick to flare up, and sharp with her tongue. But I never cared just let her sputter and fizz till she'd worked It all off and then I'd take thlnga up where they were before the eruption began. It waB a hnppy time n mnn In love nnd a womnn thnt keeps him loving you cntt't beat It this side of Heaven." Domlnlck made no answer. The nctor for a moment was silent nnd then with a sigh went on. "I suppose It was too good to last. Anyway, It ended. We'd lived that way for six months when in the be ginning of June the Dramatic School failed and I lost my Job. It camo on us with almost no warning, and It sort of knocked us out for n bit. I wasn't as upsot by It ns Mrs. Carter was, but she " "Who's Mrs. Carter?" said Doml nlck. "My wife. That'B my nnme, .Junius Carter. Or course tho name 1 use on tho stage Is not my own. I took that In tho Klondlko, made it up from my mother's and tho namo of n pard I had who died. Well, as I was saying. Mrs. Carter took It hard. Sho couldn't seem to get reconciled to it. I tried to brace her up nnd told her It would only bo tompornry, nnd I'd .got nn other plnco soon, but sho wna terribly upset We'd lived well, not saved a cent, furnished tho flat nicely and kept n Borvnut. There wns nothing ror it but to llvo on whnt she made. It was hard on her, but I've often thought Bho might have been easier on me. I didn't want to be Idlo or eat the bread sho paid for, Ixird knows! I tried hard enough to get work. 1 tramped those streets in sun nnd rain till the shoes were falling off my feet. Hut the tlmcH woro hard, money was tight, and good Jobs wero not to bo hnd for tho asking. Ono of tho worst features of the case was that I hadn't any regular line or work or proresalou. Tho kind of thing I'd en doing don't lit a man for any kind of Job. If 1 couldn't do my own kind of stunt I'd have to bo Just a general handy-man or stevedore, nnd I'm not whnt you'd call rugged "It was an awful summer! The heat was fierce. Our little flat was like nn oven nnd. nftor my long dnys tramp nfter work, I used to go home Just dead bent nnd He on tho loungo and not say a word. My wlfo was worn out. Sho wasn't accuBtomed to warm weather, and that and tho wor ry auu t no nurd work sort of woro on her, nnd theso were evenings when she'd Blnsh round so with hor tongue that Pd got up, half dead as I was. and go out and Bit on the door-step ttli she'd gone to bod. I'm not blaming hor. Sho had enough to try her. Working at her machine all day lii that weather would wear anybody's tomper to a frazzle. Hut sho Bald Bomo things to mo that bit pretty deep. It Beemed impossible It could bo tho snmo woman Pd got to know so well at Mrs. Hoeney's. We were both just about used up, thin na fiddle strings, nnd like fiddle-strings rendy to snap nt n touch Seems qucor to think that thirty-flvo dollnrs a week could mako such a difference! With It we woro in Paradise; without it we were as near the other plnco as people can got, I gue&B. "Well, It was too much for her. She was ono of those women who can't stand hardships nnd she couldn't make out In the position bIio was in. Love wasn't enough for her, there had to be luxury and comfort, too. One day I camo home nnd sho wna gone. No," In answer to a look of Inquiry on Dom Inlek's face, "thero waB no other man. She wasn't that 'kind, always as straight as a string. No, she Just couldn't stand the grind any longer. Sho left a letter In which sho said some pretty hard things to me, but Po tried to forget and not bear mal ice. It was a woman half crazy with heat and nerves nnd overwork thnt wrote them. The gist of It wns thnt she'd gone back to California, to her sisters who lived there, and she was not coming back. She didn't liko It marriage, or me, or Chicago. She was Just going to throw the wholo busi ness overboard. She told mo If I fol lowed her, or tried to hold hor, she'd disappear, hinted thnt she'd kill her self. That was enough for. me. Cod knows If she didn't want me I wasn't going to forco myself upon her. And, anyway, she knew fast enough I couldn't follow her. I hadn't money to havo my shoes pntched, much less buj a ticket to California. "After that there were some dark days for me. Deserted, with no mon ey, with no work, nnd no prespecta I tell you Hint's the time the Iron goes down Into n man's soul. I didn't know what was going to become of me, and I didn't enre. One day on tho street I met an old chum of mine, n fellow called Defny, that 1 hadn't seen for yenrs. He wa3 going to the Klondike, and when ho heard my hard-luck story, he proposed to me to join forces and go nlong with him. I Jumped at it, anything to get away from that town and state tnnt was hunted with memo ries of her. "It was Just the beginning of the gold rush and wo went up there and stayed for two years. Defay wns one of tho finest men I ever knew. Life's nil ex tremes nnd contrasts; there's a sort of balance to It If you come to look close into It. I'd hnd nn experience with the kind of n womnn thnt breaks a man's heart as you might a pipe stem, then I ran up against the kind or man thnt gives you bnck your be llof In humnn nnture. He died of ty phoid n year nnd a half after wo got there. I had it first and nearly died; In fact, the rumor went out that It was I that was dead and not Defay. As I changed my name and went on the stage soon afterward It was natural enough tor people to say Junius Car ter .was dead. "I was pretty near starving when 1 drirtcd on the stage. I had learned some conjuring tricks, and that and my volco took me thore. I Just about made a living for a year, and then I floated back down here. I never played In San Francisco till now. 1 acted on tho western circuits, used to go as fur Kast as Denver and Kansas City, and then swing round and tho circle through the northwestern cities and Salt Like. I managed to make a liv ing and no moro. I was cast In port's that didn't suit mo. Tho Klondike Monologue was tho first thing I did that was In my line." "Did you never see or hear of your wife?" "Not a word. I didn't know whether sho was dead or living till last night." Huford -raised his eyes and looked piercingly Into tho young man's face Domlnlck forgot tho time, his engage ment, Herpy's anticipated entrance. Ho drew himself up in his chair and said in a loud, astonished voice: "Last night? Then the woman you saw hero last night was your wife?" Tho actor gravely Inclined his. head. "I saw my wife." he said solemnly, "last night nt Doledda's restaurant. It was entirely by accident. I liked the Mexican cooking and hud been moro thnn once to thnt pluce. Last night I was nbout to enter the bnck pnrt of the restnurunt when I saw hor sitting thero nlono in tho corner. For a moment 1 could not believo my eyes. I got behind a luce curtain and watch ed her. i Sho was changed, but It was she. I heard hor speak to the waiter and If I'd never seen her faco I'd havo known tho voice among n thousand. She'd grown stouter and I think oven prettier, and she looked ns If she wero prosperous. Sho was well dressed and her hands were covered with rings. Whon Bhe went out I followed her and she camo straight hero from tho restaurant and rang tho boll and came In." "Aro you sure she didn't go into ono of the other flats? There are four in (he building." "No, she came In bore. I compared tho number on tho transom with the address you'd given mo on the card!" "What an extraordinary thing!" said Domlnlck. "It's evidently some ono my wlfo knows who camo to seo hor that evening, probably to keep her company while 1 was out. Hut I can't think who It could bo." Ho tried to run over In his mind which ono of Herny's ncquaintnncos tho description might fit nnd could think of no one. Probably It was some friend of her worklng-glrl days, who had dropped out of hor life and now, guided by Fate, had unexpectedly reappoared. "It's certainly a remarkablo coin cidence." ho went on, "that sho should havo como to this Hat, ono of the fow plncos in tho city whero you know tho people, If she'd gone to nny of tho others" A ring at the boll stopped htm. "There"' he eald. "that's Mrs Ilynn Now we'll hear who It wns " For a moment they both sut silent, listening, tho nctor with his fnce looking sharp nnd pale In tho sus pense of the momont, tho muscles of his lean cheeks working. Tho rustic of Herny's dress sounded from the stairway and grow In volume as she slowly uaeonded. The two men rose to their feet. "Come In the den for a moment, Herny." Domlnlck called. "There's a gentleman here who wants to see you." The rustlo advnnced up tho hall, and the portlcro was drawn hack. Hernlce, brilliantly dressed, a mauvo orchid pinned on her bosom, stood In the aperture, smiling. Huford's back was against the light, anh, for tho first moment she only snw him as a tall masculine out lino and her smile was frank and natural. Hut he snw her plain ns n picture and before Domlnlck could frame the words of introduction, start ed forward, crying: "Hernlce Iverson!" She drew back as If struck and mndo a movement to drag the portiere over hor Her face wont white to tho lips, the patches of rouge standing out on her cheeks like rose-leaves pasted on the sickly akin. "Who who's that?" she stammer ed, turning a wild eye on. Domlnlck. "Mr. Ryan," the actor cried, beside himself with excitement, "this la my wife! This Is tho woman I've been talking of! Hernlce. don't you know mo? Jtinlus Carter?" "Ho'b crazy," she faltered, her lips so loose and tremulous they could hardly form the words. "I never saw him before. I don't know what he's talking about. Who's Junius Carter?" "This Is my wlfo, Mr. Huford," said Domlnlck. who had been staring from ono to the other In blank astonish ment. "We've been mnrrled nearly threo yenrs. I don't understnnd " "It's Hernlce Iverson, the girl I mnr rled In Chicago, thnt I've been telling you about, that I snw last night at the Mexican restaurant. Why, she can't deny It. She can't look at mo and say sho doesn't know me Junius Carter, tho man she married in tho Methodist chapel, seven years ago, in Chicago. Hernlce " He approached her and she shrank back. "Keep away from me," she cried ISl W WW A rt-, ". -MASfri kt mm wy i i ivtr- i l-& r 1.AVIH "Keep Away From hoartely, stretching out a trembling hand. "I don't know what you're talk ing about. You're crazy. JunluH Car ter's dead " then suddenly turning on Domlnlck with a blazing look of fury "It's you that have dono this! It's you. you snake: I'll be even with you yet!" She tore herself out of the folds of the portiero which sho had clutched to her nnd rushed Into tho hall and Into her own room. The banging of the door behind her shook tho house. The two men stood as Bho had left them, stnrlng at each othor. not know ing what to say, speechless and aghast. CHAPTER XXI. The Last Interview. The night was falling when nuford left. He and Domlnlck hod sat on In tho den. talking together in low voIceB, going over past events In tho concat enation of clrcumstancos that had led up to tho extraordinary situation In which they now found themselves. Roth listened with strained cars for tho opening of Hornlco's door, but not n sound camo from hor room. Each silently. without expressing his thoughts to the other, wondered what sho would do, what sonsatlonal movo might now bo expected of hor. While they talked. It was evident sho In tended to make no sign of life. After Huford had left. Domlnlck called up hla friend on tho telophono telling him that ho would be unable to meet him at dinner. He knew that Herny could hear overy word ho ut tered, and with indescribable dread he expected that sho would open her door nnd nccost him. Hut ngaln sho preserved an Inviolate invisibility, though beneath her portal he could see a crack of light and could hoar her moving nbout In tho room. He went Into his own room, lit the gas, and began packing his trunks. He was dazed and stupelled by what had occurred, and almost tho only clearly-doflnod Idea ho had was to leave tho houso and get far from tho presence of tho woman who had so ruthlessly poisoned his lifo. Ho was In the midst of his packing when the Chlnnman summoned him to dinner, but ho told tho man ho cared for nothing and would want no breakfast on the following morning. The serv ant, who hy this time was well aware that tho household wns a strange one, shrugged his shoulders without com ment and passed on to the door of his mistress's room, upon which ho knockod with tho low, deferential rap of the Chlneso domestic. Herny's voice sounded shrilly, through tho si lonce of the flat: "do away! Let me alone! If that'? dinner I don't want nny." Tho sound of her volco pierced Domlnlck with a senso of loathing and horror. He stopped In his pak lng, suddenly deciding to leave everything and go, go from the house nnd from her as soon as ho could get away. He thrust Into a valise such articles as he would want for the night and set tho bag by tho stnlr head while he wont into tho parlor to find some bills nnd letters of his that ho remembered to have left In the desk. As he passed Herny's door, it flew open and sho appeared in the aperture. Tho room behind her was a blaze of light, and every gas-Jet lit and pouring a flood of radiance ovet tho clothes outspread on the bed, the chairs, and tho floor. She, herself In a lace-trimmed petticoat and loose silk dressing-sack, stood in tho door way staring at Domlnlck, her face pinched, white, and fierce. "What aro you doing?" sho said ab ruptly. "Going away?" "Yes," he answered, stopping at the sight of tho dreaded apparition. "That's my intention." "Where are you going?" she do ronnded. He gave her a cold look and mad no answer. HSf ''Slr Me," Sho Cried Hoarsely. "Aro you going to your mother's?" she cried. He moved forward toward the par lor door and she came out Into the passage, looking after him and repeat ing, with a tromulous, hoarso persis tence, "Domlnlck, nnswer mo. Are you going to your mother's?" "Yes. I am." he said over his shoul der. Ho had nn unutterable dread that she would begin to speak of the sit uation, of Huford, of hor past life: that sho would try to explain and ex onerate herself and they would be plunged Into a long and profitless dis cussion of all the sickening, irremedi ablo wretchedness of the past. He could not bear the thought of It; he would have dono anything to avoid It. Ho wanted to escape from hor, from tho houso where she had tortured him. where he seemed to have laid down his manhood, his honor, hlB faith, and seen her trample on them. Tho natural supposition that he would want to confront her with her decep tion and hear her explanation was th last thing ho desired doing. (TO DE CONTINUED.) Killing Cut Worms. You can easily get rid of cut worms around sweet peas by pouring strong soap suds about tho roots and picking up tho worms which will como scram bling out of tho earth at once. Drop the worms In the suds and It will kill them. Do this half a dozen mornings' In succession, nnd you will bo rid of them. 7