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THE SOUL OF THE WOMAN.
Riches and, famej Rmndi sufficient!
She bowed her head, and whispered the
word. Sweetly it eouoded.
hie love. But now honor made-hi ro re"
sist, and sgaia and again abe failed.
"The man continued to watch ansVto
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heard akhrick at the door.
-Weil, what ia it?" he said, as a con
stable entered.'" "Another drunk?"
"No, sir," replied the conetable. A
gentljmap wanta to eee you unofficially.' - of , t Qf
midnight.'"
"Yes, air. This ia hie card."
The-Inspector read, the.. card. .Both
name' and address were familiar to him.
The 'name wae .that of a novelist of
considerable reputation. The address
was a square near the police station.
"I will see the gentleman?' he said.
"Very well, sir."
The constable withdrew, ushered into
the room a tall, thin man, and again,
withdrew. From the photographs he
hadeeen, the Inspector recognized his
visitor to be the Novelist.
.'Good-evening. Please sit down,' he
said.
The Novelist bowed, and sat in a chair
at the opposite side of the table. The
Tnraector noticed that, in spite 'of the
day her nul crew moro evil
Every day his hatn increased,
Alone PpntainsBbth.
She hadlpoked into the eyes of the "Every
womankind had learned the truth, and ulv.
She knew why the word had. been 'Ye.9.' At. timev.it fretted for expression, but Daily, by mail. . . .". . .$6 a year
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scene between him and her.Be pfayediiVTlOfsdt again glanced at the
hira.notto marry the woman. He re- clockl.?,
plied angrily. She told hi&i what she ."I weary; you," said the Novelist,
knew. He replied yet moroali longer. Hear1 the
She bade him choose her or the woman, end of tife story. Give me your opinion.
He scorned her, jrad went to the woman. "The man, his friend, and the woman.'
The Novelist paused, -add .rested his You understand?" The. man Bad and
head on hlsj hands., lha Inspector, dull, the hate.fretting within blm.t His
watched him gravely . - , ' friend hesitating between honor aad
, "They were, married," said Jhe Novel- love. The woman in wickedness smiling.
1st', lifting his head. "A fair June day. and whispering. ' '
.' is the' greatest .Sunday
.. .newspaper in the,
world. .;
coldness of the weather, be worVneither Tne
The music of the church-bells, the
solemn promises, again the music . of
ihs.church bells. Tbey -were carried."
'Till death do us part,' eaid the priest.
'Till death do us part,' they repeated.
"Do you remember the old fairy-tale
ending,, 'and were happy ever after?'
These two were happy for a little time.
"So for many
change.
overcoat nor gloves.
"Won't you come nearer the fire?" he
asked.
"Thank you, no," replied the Novelist
speaking quickly atd nervously. "I
have been hurrying, and am hot. I
apologize for calling at such a time. It
is very good of you to see me. 1 want
you to give me an opinion."
"An opinion?"
"Ah! I must explain. You know that
I write novels?"
"Yes."
"I am writing one now. Circumstan
ces in it suggest a problem in law, on
which I want you to give an opinion.
Will you? I would have gone to a so
licitor had it not been so late. Will you,
at any rate listen to the circumstances?" would he have suffered sorrow only.
Wnile tne'Noveliet was speaking, the "But he continued. Day after day he
Inspector had looked I at him intently, as 'watched and listened, remembered and
it curious of something' in' hia" appear, 'judged. Much hs learned. Evil and
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. for him or any i
woman shared in the riches and
the fame, and was content. The man
still loved,' and still believed that she
loved.
"For a little time, and then he doubt
ed. Something she had said or done
had vexed 'his dream. He doubted.
The life like heaven ended, and the life
like hell commenced.
"There are few who dare to study a
soul. To watch and to listen, to re
member and to judge; horror and horror!
Yet in that way is truth to be found.
In that way, and no other.
, "To convince himself that he was
wrong to doubt, the man began to study
the soul of the woman. Soon he knew
that he was right, not wrong. Then
should he have ceased to atudy, for so
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woman.
"On the evening of the day, the man
sat alone in a roim of his housa. The
woman and his friend were at a theatre
together, and he waited their return.
"Often latterly be had sat alone while
they wero together elsewhere. The
woman wooed boldly, and neither hate
for her nor pity for his friend moved
him to intervene. Still, the study of
her soul fascinated him.
"On thia evening, as on the others, he
could think oi.ly of the tight that was
being fought. Which would pieviii?
The eyes and the voice of the woman
or the honor of hie friend? The woman
or his friend?
"It was nearly midnight when they
returned. He heard them say good-bye,
heard hie friend drive away, -and beard
the woman ascending the staircase.
Presently he would know whether once
more she had failed, or whether at last
ahe had succeeded.
"She entered the room, greeted him,
and. threw herself Upon a couch.
Laughter and triumph were in her eyes
and voice.
"He rose, and ' stood by the couch.
She talked idly of the theatre and the
play; He listened' to' 'her words, and
ror cased at her face. Tha hkt
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For a time the Novelist was1 silent
Then he Issued forward and 'said '
"The circumstances will suggest ths were locked together. The Inspector
problem. They are the story of my glanced at the clock, and then again
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Again(. the Novelist paused. Sweat-"shook his hsnds and 'lips. "You under- n6xt m,orPlDB
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ine bate was free
story of a man and a woman i A strange
story!
"They met for the first time years
ago,1 when both were young. She was
beautiful to see, and he was clever. Hs
admired her, and she yes, maybe she
admired him. They talked, and he
arranged to telkagaio.
"The first time alii1 the times which
came next, he admired her. - Afterwards
he loved her. I am telling you the
story briefly. In the wrltlsg I have
told it at length. TbeeyeW.and the
hair of-the woman, the words she said,
the'dresses she woretuey ars all est
down.' Ah! find the thoughts of ths
man.
"lie lnvd her, but she did not love
Mini. Yet; when he asked her to marry
him, she said 'Yes.' She should have
said 'No.' He asked earnestly, Io pity
she, should have said 'No.'
"WhydidBhesay'Yes?' Thatia also
eet down. He was clever, and yes','
mByboebe admired .him. He wae rich,
and he 7 a: b?g!nning to be famous
- "The man hated her," said the Novel
ist. "But the study of her soul fasci
nated him, and, that it might not end
hs hid the' bate. There were two, the
woman and the toul within the woman.
Ths one. hs hated because of the other,
an J yet endured because of the other.
"Woe is it when the husband wearirs
of the wife or the wife of the husband.
Only death can give release. Weariness,
weariness, snd weariness! 'Till death
do us pari till death do ua part.'
"Tbs man. hid the bate. But its
effects on bis mind be could not bide.
Ths woman noticed that he was ever
sad and dull. Do ou know what such
women do when they notice thisiu
their husbanda? They neither sorrow
nor sympathize. They smile, and turn
away.
"It was to a friend of the man, hia
groatest friend, that the woman turned.
First she strove to make him love her.
She succeeded soon, for ber eyes and
voice- had strange compelling power.
Then she 'strove to' make him confoB3
her soul had passed.
from restraint.
"There was no need to study more.
He knew her Bjul at last, wholly, abso
lutely. Evil and ugly it war, beyond all
power of increase; monstrously evil and
ugly. There could ba no new thing to
learn.
"The woman did not look up, and did
not see the hate. Conscious ouly of the
laughter and triumph, vho ay on the
couch and talked. For a time the
words were idle, but then they were
filled with purpose.
"To add to the laughter and triumnh
abe mocked the man. She' had remem
bered bim lovingly during the evening,
abe eaid. She had pitied bim, sitting
alone, writing, writing. She had wished
that he, and not' his friend, had been
with her.
"It waa then, and only then, that he
thought of the vengeance. It was then
that be stretched out his hand to the
knife that lay upon the table, It was
then, while she mocked him, not know
ing he understood, that the hato bade
bim kill,
"She sontinuod to talk. But now hor
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