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By BOOTH TARKINGTON,
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""My Immortal soul!" lie gasped. "Is
tills Crailey Gni.vV What's the trou
Mo?" "Nothing," replied Gray quietly.
"Only don't go; you've lost enough."
"Well, you're a lieaullful one!" Jef
ferson exclaimed, with an Incredulous
laugh. "You're a master hand. You ,
to tnllc (iliotit losing enough!" j
"I know, I know," Cruiley began,
blinking his head, "but"
"You've promised Fnuchon never to
j:o again, ami you're afraid Miss Hetty
-will see or hear us and tell her you
were there."
"I don't know Miss Curewo."
"Then you needn't fear. Besides,
fche'll he out when we come and asleep
when we go. She will never know
we've been in the house."
"That has nothing to do with it,"
said Craliey impatiently, and he was
the more earnest beeause he remember
ed the dangerous geography of the Ca
rewo house, which made It lmposiblo
for any one to leave the cupola room
except by the long hall which passed
certain doors. "I will not go, and,
what's more, I promised Fnuchon I'd
try to keep you otit of it hereafter."
"Lord, but we're virtuous!" hiughcd
the incredulous Jefferson. "I'll come
for you at a quarter to (J."
"I will not go, I tell you."
Jefferson roared. "Yes, you will.
You couldn't keep from It if you tried!"
And lie took himself off, laughing vlo
lently, again promising to call for Cral
iey on his way to the tryst and leaving
him still warmly protesting that It
would be n great folly for cither of
them to go.
Orailey looked after the lad's long,
thin figure with an expression as near
anger as ho ever wore. "He'll go," ho
said to himself.
"And-ah, well I'll have to risk It!
I'll go with him, but only to try to
bring 1dm away early that Is, as early
is it's safe to be sure that they aro
aisleep downstairs. And I won't play.
Ko, I'll not play; I'll not play."
He went out of the hotel, by a sldo
loor. Some distance up the street
Bareaud was still to be seen, lounging
homeward in the pleasant afternoon
sunshine. Ho stopped on a corner anil
serenely poured another quinine pow
der into himself and threw the paper to
a couple of pigs that looked up from
the gutter maliciously.
"Confound hhn!" said Crailey, laugh
ing ruefully. "lie makes me n mis
sionaryfor I'll keep my word to Fan--chon
in that, at least! I'll look after
Jefferson tonight. Ah, I might aB well
he old Tom Vanrevel, indeed!"
Meanwhile Mr. Carewe had taken
possession of his own again, nis
-daughter ran to the door to meet him.
Flic was trembling a little and, blush
ing and smiling, held out both her
hands to him, so that Mrs. Tanberry
vowed this was the loveliest creature In
the world, and the kindest.
Mr. Carewe bowed slightly, as to an
wqualntance, and disregarded the ex
tended bauds.
At that the blush faded froVti Miss
Hetty's cheeks, she trembled no more, I
ud a salutation as ley as her father's
was returned to him. He bent his heavy
hrows upon her and shot a black glance
her way, being, of course, immediately
enraged by her reflection of his own
manner, but he did not speak to her.
Nor did he once address her during
the evening meal, preferring , to honor
Mrs. Tanberry with his conversation,
to that diplomatic lady's secret anger,
hut outward amusement. She cheerful
ly neglected to answer him nt times,
Slaving not the slightest awe of him,
and turned to tiic girl instead; indeed,
she was only prevented from rating
him soundly at his own table by the
fear that she might make the situation
more difilcult for her young charge. As
soon as it was possible she made her
escape with Miss Betty, and they drove
nway in the twilight to pay visits of
duty, leaving Mr. Carewe frowning at
his coffee on the veranda. J
When they came home three hours
later Miss Betty noticed that a fringo
of Illumination bordered each of tlio
heavily curtained windows in the cu-1
pola, nud she uttered an exclamation,
for she had never known that room to
be lighted.
"Lookl" she cried, touching Mrs.
Tanberry's arm, as the horses trotted
through the gates under a drizzle of
rain. "I thought the room in the cupola
i,ws empty. It's always locked, aud
-when I camo from St. Mary's ho told
;xuo that old furnlturo was stored
there." I
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Mrs. Tanberry was grateful for tho
1 dnrkuoss. "Ho may have gono there to
f .read," she answered In a queer voico.
'Lot us go quietly to bed, child, bo as
not to disturb him." I
Betty had as little desire to disturb
her father as she hud to see him; there
fore she obeyed her friend's Injunction
and went to her room on tiptoe. The
house was very silent as she lit the
candles on her bureau. Outside the
gentle drizzle and tho soothing tinkle
from the eaves were the only sounds.
Within there was hut the faint rustle
of gut incuts from Mrs. Tanberry's
room. Presently the latter ceased to bo
Ilea rd, aud a wooden moan of protest
from the four poster upon which the
good lady reposed announced that she
had drawn the curtains and wooed tho
rulers of Nod.
Although it was one of those night'
of which they say, "It Is a good night
to sleep," Miss Betty was not drowsy.
Site had half unfastened one small san
dal, but she tied the ribbons again aud
seated herself by the open window.
Pet ring out into the dismal night, she
found her own future as black, and it
seemed no wonder that the sisters
loved the convent life; that the pale
nuns forsook the world wherein there
was so much useless unkindness, where
women were petty and Jealous, like
that cowardly Kanclion, and men who
looked great were tricksters, like Fan
clion's betrothed. Miss Betty clinched
her delicate lingers. She would not re
member that white, startled face
again.
Another face helped her to shut out
the recollection that of the man who
had come to mass to meet her yester
day morning aud with whom she had
taken a long walk afterward. Ho had
shown her a quaint old English garden
er who lived on tho bank of the river,
had bought her a bouquet, and she had
helped him to select another to send to
a sick friend. How beautiful the llow
crs were and how happy he had made
the morning for her with his gayety,
his lightness and his odd wisdom! Was
It only yesterday? Her father's com
ing had made yesterday a fortnight
old.
But the continuously pattering rain
and the soft drip, drop from the roof,
though as mournful us she chose to
find them, began after awhile to weave
their somnolent spells, and she slowly
drifted from icveries of unhappy sorts
Into half dreams, In which she was
still aware she wus awake, yet slum
ber, heavy eyed, stirring from the cur
tains beside her with the small night
breeze, breathed strange distortions
upon familiar things, aud drowsy Im
possibilities moved upon tho surface of
her thoughts. Her chin, resting upon
her hand, sank gently until her head
almost lay upon her relaxed arms.
"That is mine, Crailey Gray!"
She sprang to her feet, immeasurably
startled, one hand clutching the back
of her chair, the other tremulously
pressed to her cheek, convinced that
her father had stooped over iier and
shouted tho sentence In her ear. For
it was his voice, and the house rang
with tho words. All the rooms, halls,
and even the walls, still seemed mur
murous with the sudden sound, like the
tinkling of a bell after it has been
struck. And yet everything was quiet.
She pressed her lingers to her fore
head, trying to untangle the maze of
dreams which had evolved this shock
for her, the sudden clamor in her fa
ther's voice of a name she hated and
hoped never to hear again, a name siio
was trying to forget, hut as she was
unable to trace anything which had
led to it there remained only the con
clusion that her nerves were not what
they should be. Tho vapors having be
come obsoleto for young ladles as an
explanation for all unpleasant sensa
tions, they were Instructed to have
"nerves." This was Miss Betty's first
consciousness of her own, and, desir
ing no greater acquaintance with them,
she told herself It was unwholesome to
fall asleep In a chair by an open win
dow when the night wns as sad as she.
Turning to a chair in front of tho
small oval mirror of her bureau, she
unclasped the brooch which held her
lace collar and, seating herself, began
to unfasten her hair. Suddenly she
paused, her uplifted arms falling me
chanically to her sides.
Some ono was coming through the
long hall with a soft, almost inaudible
step, a step which was not her father's,
phe knew at once, with Instinctive cer
tainty, that it wns not ho. Nor was it
Nelson, who would have shuliled; nor
could it be tho vain Mamie, nor one of
the other servants, for they did not
sleep In tho house. It was a step more
llko a woman's, though certainly It was
not Mrs. Tanberry's.
Betty rose, took a candle and stood
silent for a moment, the heavy tresses
of her hair, half unloosed, falling upon
her neck and left shoulder llko tho
folds of n dark drapery.
At the slight rustic, of her rising tho
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steps ceased instantly. Her heart set
up a wild beating, and the candle
shook in her hand. But she was brave
and young, and, following an Irresisti
ble Impulse, she ran across the room,
Hung open the door and threw the light
of the caudle into the hall, holding It
at arm's length before her.
She came almost face to face with
Crailey Gray.
The blood went from his cheeks as a
swallow Hies down from a roof. He
started back against the opposite wall
with a stilled groan, while she stared
at him blankly and grew as deathly
pale as he.
He was a man of great resource In
all emergencies which required a quick
tongue, but for the moment tills wa
beyond him. He felt himself lost, top
pllng backward into an abyss, and ll-r
usolessness of his destruction made
him physically sick. For he need not
have been theio; he had not wished to
come; he had well counted the danger
to himself, and this one time in his lifo
had gone to the cupola room out of
good nature. But Hn rental had been
obstinate, and Crailey had come away
alone, hoping that Jefferson might fol
low. And here he was, poor trapped
rat, convicted and ruined because of a
good action! At last he knew consist
ency to be a jewel and that a greedy
boy should never give a crust; that a
fool should stick to his folly, a villain
to his deviltry and each hold his own;
for the man who thrusts a good deed
Into a life of lies is wound about with
perilous passes, and In his devious
ways a thousand unexpected damna
tions spring.
Beaten, stunned, hnng-jawod with
despair, ho returned her long, dum
fouuded gaze hopelessly aud told tho
truth like an Inspired dunce.
"I came I came to bring another
man away," ho whispered brokenly;
I'acc to face xvlth Crallcjj Qrny.
und, nt the very moment, several
heavy, half suppre&aed voices broke In
to eager talk overhead.
Tho white hand that hold tho candle
wavered, and tho shadows glided In a
huge, grotesque dunce. Twice she es
sayed to speak beforo she could do so,
at tho samo moment motioning him
back, for ho had mado a vague gesturo
toward her.
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"1 am not faint,
from up there?"
Do you mean, away
She pointed to the
cupola stairs.
"Yes."
"Have have you seen my father?"
The question came out of such a
depth of iucredulousness that it was
more an articulation of the lips than
a sound, but he caught It, and, with It,
not hope, but the shadow of n shadow
of hope, a hand waving from the far
shore to the swimmer who has been
down twice. Did she fear for his
sake?"
"No I have not seen him." He was
groping blindly.
"You did not come from that room?"
"No."
"I low did you enter tho house"?"
The draft through the hall wns blow
ing upon him; tho double doors upon
tho verunda had been left open for cool
ness. "There," ho said, pointing to
them.
"But I heard you come from tho
other direction."
He was breathing quickly. lie saw
his chance If Jefferson Bnreaud did
not come now.
"You did not hear me come down the
stairs." He leaned toward her, risking
It all on that.
"No."
"All!" A sigh too like n gasp burst
from Crailey. Ills head lifted a little,
and his eyes were luminous with an
eagerness that was almost anguish.
He set his utmost will at work to col
lect himself and to think hard and fast.
"I came here resolved to take a man
nway, come what would!" he said. "I
found tho door open, went to the foot
of Unit stairway, then I stopped. I re
membered something. I turned and
was going nway when you opened the
door."
"You remembered what?"
Tho dicker of hope in his breast in
creased prodigiously, and tho rush of It
toolc the breath from his throat and
choked him. Good God! Was sho
going to believe him?
"I remembered you!"
"What?" she said wonderlugly.
Art returned with a splendid bound,
full pinioned, his beautiful and trench
erous familiar who had deserted him
nt the crucial instant, but she made up
for it now, folding him in protectlvo
wings and breathing through his spirit.
In rapid and vehement whispers he
poured out the words upon tho girl In
tho doorway.
"I have a friend, and I would lay
down my lifo to mnko hhn what ho
could be. lie has always thrown ev
erything away, his life, his talents, nil
his money and all of mine, for the sake
of throwing them away! Some other
must tell you about that room, but It
has ruined my friend. Tonight 1 dis
covered that ho had been summoned
hero, and I made up my mind to como
and take him away. Your father has
sworn to shoot 1110 If I set foot In his
house or on ground of his. Well, my
duty was clear, and I came to do It.
And yet I slopped at the foot of the
stair because because I remembered
that you were Bobert Carewo's daugh
ter. What of you if I went up nnd
harm camo to 1110 from your father?
For I swear I would not havo touched
him! You nslced mo not to speak of
'personal' things, nnd I havo obeyed
you, but you seo I must tell you one
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of mine more than' for nlf efso under
heaven, but I turned and left him to
Ms ruin and would n thousand times
rather than bring trouble upon yonl
A thousand times?' All, I swear it
slwcJil be a thousand times a thou
sand!" He had paraded In ono speech from
the prisoner's dock to Capulot's gar
den, and her eyes were shining Into
his like a great light when ho finished.
"Go quickly!" she whispered. "Go
quickly! Go quickly!"
"But do you understand?"
"Not yet, but I shall. Will you go?
They might come my father might
come nt any moment."
"But"
"Do you want to drive mo qulto
mad? Please go!" She laid a trem
bling, urgent hand upon his sleeve.
"Never, until you tell me that you
understand," replied Crailey firmly, lis
tening keenly for the slightest sound
from overhead. "Never until then!"
"When I do I shall tell you; now I
only know that you must go."
"But tell me"
"You must go!"
There was u shutlllng of chairs on tho
floor overhead, and Crailey went. Ho
went even more hastily than might
have been expected from tho adaman
tine attitude he had Just previously as
sumed, ltcullzing this as he reached
the wet path, he risked stealing round
to her window.
"For your sake!" ho breathed, and,
having thus forestalled any trilling Im
perfection which might arise in her rec
ollection of his exit from the house, ho
disappeared, kissing ids hand to tho
rain as lie ran down tho street.
Miss Betty locked her door and pulled
close tho curtains of her window. A
numerous but careful sound of foot
steps came from tho hall, wont ly her
door and out across the veranda. Si
lently sho waited until she heard her
futher go alone to his room.
She took tho candle nnd went in to
Mrs. Tanberry. She set tho light upon
a table, pulled a chair close to the bed
side and placed her cool hand lightly
on tho great lady's forehead.
"Isn't It very late, child? Why aro
you not asleep?"
"Mrs. Tanberry, I want to know why
there was a light In tho cupola room
tonight?"
"What?" Mrs. Tanberry rolled her
self as upright as possible aud sat with
blinking eyes.
"I want to know what I nm sure you
know and what I am sure everybody
knows except me. What were they do
ing there tonight, and what was tho
quarrel between Mr. Vanrevel and my
futher that had to do with Mr. Gray?"
Mrs. Tanberry gazed earnestly Into
tho girl's face. After a long thno slid
said in a gentle voice:
"Child, has it como to matter that
much?"
"Yes," said Miss Betty.
(To be Continued )
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