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!" "Thanks, sir." lie said, "but 1 don't
fool lit for society. A touch of my
nerves, I suppose." Ilo laughed short
ly. "But (.'o you mind saying to Hve
that I l)oi)o I liavo satlsllod her?" Ilo
added (his us If In half reluctant after
thought. Then, with a short pressure of
Fraidc's hand, ho turned, evading
the many groups that waited to claim
him, and passed out of the house alone.
Hailing it cab, ho drove to Grosvonor
square. All the exaltation of an hour
ago had turned to ashes. His excite
ment had found Its culmination in a
sense of futility and premonition.
lie met no one In the hall or on the
stairs of Chllcote' s house, and on enter
ing the study he found that also de
serted. Crooning had been among the most
absorbed of those who listened to
his speech. Passing at once Into the
room, ho crossed as If. by Instinct to
the desk, and there halted. On the top
of some unopened letters lay the sig
nificant yellow envelope of a telegram:
the telegram that In an unformed, sub
conscious way had sprung to his ex
pectation on. the moment of rraide's
congratulation.
Very quietly he picked It tip, opened
nml read It, and. with the automatic
caution that hud become habitual, car
ried It across the room and dropped It
in the fire. This done, he returned to
the desk, read the letters that awaited
I'hilcote, and. scribbling the necessary
iiotes upon the margins, left them In
Te-ullnoss for Crooning. Then, moving
with the same quiet suppression, ho
passed from the room, down the stairs
mid out Into the street by the way he
Hind come.
ciiapti:u XX.
X the fifth l..y after the inmnon-,
tons l.st of April on which ho
had recalled Lodcr and re
sumed lil- own life Chlli'oto
left his house ami walked toward Bond
street. Though tho morning was clear
and the air almost warm for the time
of year, ho was buttoned Into a long
overcoat and was wearing a mutllor
and a pair of doeskin gloves. As ho
passed along the street he kept close
to the house fronts to avoid the sun
that was everywhere stirring the win
ter bound town like a suffusion of
young blood through old veins. He
avoided the warmth because In this
instance warmth meant light, but as
lie moved he shivered slightly from
time to time with the haunting, perme
ating cold that of late had become Ills
persistent shadow. I
He was ill at ease as ho hurried for
ward. With each succeeding day of
tho old life the new annoyances, the
new obligations, became more hamper- '
In;;. Before his compact with Lodor
this old life had been u net about his
feet. Now the meshes seemed to have
narrowed, the net itself to have spread
1111 It smothered his whole being. Ills
own household, his own rooms even,
offered no sanctuary. The presence of
another personality tinged the atmos
phere. It was preposterous, but It was
undeniable. The lay llgure that lie had
net in his place had proved to be tlesh
and blood, had usurped his life, his
position, his very personality, by sheer
right of strength. As he walked along
Bond street In the llrst sunshine of the
year, Jostled by the well dressed crowd,
he felt a pariah.
lie revolted at the new order of
tilings, but the revolt was a silent one
the Iron of expediency had entered into
his soul. He dared not Jeopardize Ln
dor's position because ho dared not dls
peuso with I.od"" The door that
guarded his vice row him more re
slstlessly with every Indulgence, and
Lodor's was the voice that called tho
"open sesame."
lie walked on aimlessly. Ho had
been but live days at homeland al
ready the quiet, grass grown court of
Clifford's inn, tho bare staircase, the
comfortless privacy of Loder's rooms,
Deemed a haven or refuge. The speed
with which tills hunger had returned
frightened him.
lie walked forward rapidly and with
out encountering a check. Then sud
denly the spell was broken, From the
slowly moving, brilliantly dressed
throng of people some one called him
by his name, and, turning, ho saw Lil
lian Astrupp.
She was stepping from the door of a
jeweler's, and as he turned sho paus
ed, holding out her hand.
"Tho very person I would have wish
ed to see!" she exclaimed. "Where
have you been these hundred years?
I've heard of nobody but you since
you've turned politician and ceased to
bo a mere inciubojjif parliament." She
laughed softly. Tho laugh suited the
light spring air, as she herself suited
the pleasant, supertlclal scene.
lie took her hand and held It. while
his eyes traveled from her delicate
face to her pale cloth gown, from her
soft furs to the bunch of roses fasten
ed In her muff. The sight of her was
a curious relief. I lor cool, slim linger.-)
were so casual, yet so clinging: her
voice and her presence were so redo
lent of easy, artificial things.
"How well you look!" he said Invol
untarily. Again she laughed. "That's my pre
rogative." she responded lightly. "But
I was serious In being glad to see you.
.Sarcastic people are always so Intui
tive. I'm looking for some oik with
intuition."
Chlli'oto glanced up. "Extravagant
again V" he said dryly.
She smiled nt htm sweetly, ".lack!"
she murmured, with slow reproach.
Chllcote laughed quickly. "I under
stand. You've changed your minister
of (luancc. I'm wanted in some other
direction."
Tills time her reproach was express
ed by a glance. "You are always
wanted," she said.
The words seemed to rouse him
again to the shadowy self distrust that
the sight of her had lifted.
"It's-lt's delightful to meet you like
this," he began, "and I wish the meet
lug wasn't momentary. But I'm I'm
rather pressed for time. You mint let
me come round one afternoon-or even
ing, when you're alone." He fumbled
for a moment with the collar of his
coat and glanced furtively upward to
ward Oxford street.
But again Lillian smiled, this time to
herself. If she understood anything
on earth, It was Chllcote and his
moods.
! "If one may be careless of anything.
Jack," sbe said lightly, "surely It's of
time. I can Imagine being pressed for
anything ol.-c in tho world. If It's an
appointment you're worrying about, a
motor goes ever so much faster than a
cab." She looked at him tentatively,
her head slightly on one side, her muff
raised till the roses and some of the
soft fur touched her cheek.
She looked very charming and very
persuasive as Chllcote glanced back.
Again she seemed to represent a re
spite soinothlng graceful and subtle
In a world of oppressive obligations.
Ills eyes strayed from her llgure to the
smart motor car drawn up beside the
curb.
I She saw the glance. "Kver so much
. quicker," she Insinuated. And. smiling
again, she stepped forward from the
door of the shop. After a second's
Indecision Chllcote followed her.
' The waiting car had three seats, one
In front for the chauffeur, two vis-avis
at the back, offering pleasant possi
bilities of a tete-a-tete.
"The park and drive slowly," Lillian
ordered as she stepped Inside, motion
ing Chllcote to the seat opposite.
They moved up Bond street smoothly
and rapidly. Lillian was absorbed In
the passing traflic until the Marble
arch was reached; then, as they glided
through the big gates, she looked
across at her companion. He had
turned up the collar of his coat, though
the wind was scarcely perceptible, and
buried himself in It to the ears.
; "It Is extraordinary!" she exclaimed
I suddenly as her eyes rested on his
face. It was seldom that she felt
drawn to exclamation. She was usual
ly loo Indolent to show surprise. Hut
now the feeling was called forth be
fore she was aware.
Chllcote looked up. "What's extraor
dinary'.'" he said sensitively.
She leaned forward for an Instant
and touched his hand.
! "Hear!" she said teaslngly. "Did I
rub your fur the wrong way?" Then,
seeing his expression, she tactfully
changed her tone. "I'll explain. It
was the same thing thai struck me the
night of Blanche's party when you
looked at mo over Leonard Kalne's
head. You remember?" She glanced
! away from him across the park to
where tho grass was already showing
gi eener.
Chllcote felt 111 at ease. Again ho
put his hand to his coat collar.
"Oh, yes," ho said hastily: "yes." He
wished now that he had questioned Lo
dor more closely on the proceedings of
that party. It seemed to him on look
ing back that Lodcr had mentioned
nothing on the day of their last ex
change but the political complications
that absorbed his mind.
"I couldn't explain then," Lillian
wont on. "I couldn't explain before n
crowd of people that It wasn't your
duiif head showing over Leonard's red
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one that surprised me, hut the most
wonderful, the most extraordinary
llkenesV She paused.
Tho ear was moving slower. There
was a delight In the easy motion
through the fresh, early air. Hut Chil
coto's uneasiness had been aroused,
lie no longer felt soothed.
"What likeness?" he asked sharply.
She turned to him easily. "Oh, a
likeness I have noticed before," sho
said. "A likeness that always seemed
strange, but that suddenly became In
credible at Blanche's party."
He moved quickly. "Likenesses nro
nn Illusion," he said, "a mere Imagi
nation of the brain!" Ills manner was
short; his annoyance seemingly out of
all proportion to the cause. Lillian
I looked at him afresh In slightly Inter
ested surprise.
"Yet not so very long ago, yourself"
sho began.
"Xoiisense!" he broke In. "I've al
ways denied likenesses. Such things
don't really exist. Likeness seeing Is
purely an individual matter a precon
ception." He spoke fast. He was
uneasy under the cool scrutiny of her
green eyes. And with a sharp attempt
at self control and reassurance he al
tered his voice. "After all, we're being
very stupid!" he exclaimed. "We're
Avorrylng over something that doesn't
exist."
Lillian was still lazily Interested. To
her own belief she had seen Chlli'oto
last on the night of her sister's recep
tion. Then she had been too preoccu
pied to notice either his manner or his
health, though superficially It had lin
gered In her mind that he had seemed
unusually reliant, unusually well on
that night. A' remembrance of the Im
pression en mo to her now as she
studied his face, upon which Impercep
tibly and yet relentlessly his vice was
setting Its mark, In the dull restless
ness of eye, tho unhealthy sallowness
of skin.
Some shred of her thought, some sug
gestion of the comparison running
through her mind, must hnve shown In
her face, for Chllcote altered his posi
tion with a touch of uneasiness. Ho
glanced away across the long sweep of
tnn covered drive stretching between
the trees. Then ho glanced furtively
back.
"By tho way," ho said quickly, "you
wanted me for something?" Tho mem
ory, yf her earlier suggestion came aB u
to all others. This corset can be had in every style of
figure from the growing maiden to the stately matron
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Batiste straight front Corset, at 50c
Batiste short front Corset, at 50c
Nursing Corset, at 50c
Batiste Corset, extended hip, double hose supports. .$1.00
Batiste Corset, tapering waist, double hose supports. 1.00
Sateen Corset, extended hip and front, double hose
. supports 1 .00
Batiste Corset, French shape 1 .00
Sterling Corset, tapering waist, high bust, double
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Batiste Corset, ruflle top, tapering waist 1.35
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She lifted her muff again and smell
ed her roses thoughtfully. "Oh. it was
nothing, really." she said. "You sar
castic people give very shrewd sugges
tions sometimes, and I've been rather
wanting a suggestion 011 an-an adven
ture that I've had." She looked down
at her llowors with a charmingly atten
tive air.
But Chlleoto's restlessness had in
creased. Looking up, she suddenly
caught the expression, and her own
face changed.
".My dear Jack." she said softly,
"what a bore I am! Let's forget tedi
ous things and enjoy ourselves." Sho
loaned toward him caressingly with an
'l ill 1 Will til it 41 tin irjri wtii iii
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"What Uhcncks'" he itbltal kharplu-
The action w;'.ii not without effect.
Her soothing voice, her smile, her al
most affectionate gesture, each carried
weight. With a swift return of assur
ance he responded to her tone.
"Bight!" ho said. "Bight! Wo will
enjoy ourselves!" Ho laughed quickly
and again with a conscious movement
lifted his hand to his mutller.
"Then we'll postpone the advice?"
Lillian laughed too
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"'m. Bight! We'll postpone It." Tho
word pleased him, and ho caught at it.
"Wo won't bother about It now, but
wo won't shelve It altogether. We'll
postpone It."
"Exactly." She settled herself more
comfortably. "You'll dlno with me one
night and we can talk It out then. I
see so little of you nowadays,',' she
added in a lower voice.
".My dear girl, you're unfair!" Chll
eoto's spirits had risen. He spoke rap
Idly, almost pleasantly. "It Isn't I who
keep away. It's tho stupid affairs of
tho world that, keep mo. I'd be with
you every hour of the twelve if 1 had
my way."
Sho looked up at the bare trees. Her
expression was a delightful mixture of
amusement, satisfaction and skepti
cism. "Then you will dine?" sho said
at hist.
"Certainly." Ills icactlon to high
salrlts carried him forward.
I "Now nice? Shall we fix a day?"
"A day? Yes; yes-lf you like." He
I hesitated for an Instant, then again the
Impulse of the previous moment nomi
nated his other feeling. "Yes," ho said
quickly; "yes. After all. why not Ilx It
. now?" With a sudden Inclination to
I ward amiability he opened his over
coat, thrust his hand Into an Inner
pocket and drew out his engagement
book the same long, narrow book fit
ted with two pencils that Loder had
scanned so interestedly on his first
morning at Crosveuor square. lie
opened It, turning the pages rapidly.
"What day shall It be? Thursday's
full -and Friday and Saturday. What
n bore!" He still talked fast.
j Lillian leaned across. "What a sweet
J book!" she said. "But why the blue
' crosses?" She touched 0110 of the
pages with her gloved finger.
Chllcote Jerked the hook, then laugh
ed, with a touch of embarrassment.
"Oh. tho crosses! Merely to remind
1110 that certain appointments must be
kept. You know my beastly memory!
But what about the day? Shall wo fix
tho day?" His volco was in control,
hut mentally her trivial question had
disturbed and Jarred him. "What day
shall we say?" he repeated. "Monday
.In next week?"
(Continued on Pao Six.)
(Jet one of those clocks wo are giy
lny away.
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