Richmond Palladium (Daily), 14 February 1906 — Page 3

THE MOENIKG PALLADIUM WEDNESDAY FEBBUABY 14 1906.

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BY HAROLD MacGSATH.

?i mirf the fortlficatfcm plans she had

been drawing,.' V-'v Scarce a half a dozen bundles were the result of the tour among the shops. "Mrs. Chadwick's. James." The call lasted half an hour. As, .the'; story-teller lam supposed tc te everywhere, to follow the footsteps of feach and all of my characters,

CHAPTER XIX. Cel. Raleigh accompany Warburlon to hit room In the stable and listens to an account of his escapade and of hi love for-Miss Annesley. The colonel decide "not to expose the niasquerader but give him some fatherly adj-ice. .

CITATTER XX A stovepipe's timely fall and the consequent soot and dirt on Warburton's face serve as a disguise when his sifter. Nancy, call on Miss Annesley. While on a chance visit to to the library Warburton discovers the fortification plans which Miss Annesley has drawn for her father. Spends a bad night trying to determine upon his course.

CHAPTER XXI. THE ROSE. On Wednesday morning, clear and cold; not a cloud floated across the sky, nor did there rise above the horizon one of those clouds (portentious forerunners of evil!) to which novel-

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. . ' ,, . j have something of greater importance that the blight of evil was approach- J lk .ut ing fast enough, but there was no visi- tha i,,,. . . ., , . ., A , , I me uiri: is there anything more ble ind cation on her face tha glorious ' irnportant to talk about am7 omen? November morning Doubtless you Tne,Woman. Yes Thre5,8 riLtRu Kr .WUS ,h I I The Girl: But. mercy, we do not .0Xlt Personages ta,k about h ,

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and with a fidelity and perspicacity nothing short of the marvelous. Sc I take the liberty of imagining the pith of the conversation between the woman and the girl. The Woman: How long, dear, have we known each other? The Girl: Sincf I left school, I believe. -Where didj vou 8et that stunning morning gown? The Woman (smiling In spite of the serious purpose, she .. has in view):

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Roman banqueters never reached the desert because the enemy bad not paid any singular regard to courtesies in making the attack; men and women danced on the eve of Waterloo "On with the dance, let Joy be unconfined;"

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WENT SHOPPING. my heroine simply went shopping. It doesn't sound at all romantic; very prosaic, in fact. She declared her Intention of making a tour of the shops and of dropping into Mrs. Chadwick's on the way home. She ordered James to bring around the pair and coupe. James was an example of docile obedience. ' As she came down the steps, she was a thing of beauty and a Joy for ever. She wore one of those jackets to which several gray-squirrel families had contributed their hides, a hat whose existence was

I am going to estab-

a precedent, then. I am 40 or

at least, 1 am on the verge of It. The Girl (warningly): Take-care! If we should ever become enemies! If I should ever become treacherous! , The Woman: The world very well knows that I am older than I look. That is why it takes such interest in my age. - The Girl: The question is, how do you preserve it?

j The Woman: Well, then, I am 40, , while you stand , on the. threshold of , the adorable 20s. (Walks over to pic- ! ture taken 18 years before and contemplates it.) Ah, to be 20 again; to Etart anew, possessing my present learning and wisdom, and knowledge of the world; to avoid the pits into j which I so carelessly stumbled! But no!" ' 1

The Girl: Mercy! what have you to wish for? Are not princes and ambassadors your friends; have you not health and wealth and beauty? You wish for something, you who are so handsome and brilliant! The Woman: Blinds, my dear Betty, only blinds; for that is all beauty and wealth and wit are. Who sees behind sees scars of many wounds. You are without a mother, I am without a child. (Sits down beside the girl and takes her hand in hers.) Will you let me be a mother to you for just this morning? How can any man help loving you! (impulsively.) The Girl: How fooiish you are, Grace! The Woman: Ah, to blush like that! The Girl: You are very embarrassing this morning. I believe you are very sentimental. Well, my handsome mother for Just this morning, what is It you have to say to me? (jestingly.) The Woman: I do not know just how to begin. Listen. If ever trouble should befall you, if ever misfortune should entangle you, you will promise

to come to me?

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bird, and many silk-worms had spun The Girl: Misfortune? What is on the fabric of her gown. Had any one your mind, Grace? called her attention to all this, there The Woman: Promise! isn't any doubt that she would have The Girl: I promise. (Laughs.)

been shocked. Only here and there are The Woman: women who see what a true Moloch that if poverty

fashion Is; this tender-souled girl saw only a handsome habit which pleased the eye. Health bloomed in her cheeks, health shone from her eyes, her step had all the elasticity of youth. "Good morning,, James," she said pleasantly. James touched his hat. What was It, he wondered. Somehow her eyes looked unfamiliar to him. Had 1 been there I could have read the secret easily enough. Sometimes the pure pools of the forests are stirred and become Impenetrable; but by and by the commotion subsides, and the water clears.

So It Is with the human soul. There had been doubt hitherto in this girl's eyes: now, the doubt was gone. To him. soberly watchful, her smile meant much; It was the patent of her innocence of any wrong thought. All night he had tossed on his cot, thinking, thinking! What should he do? Whatever should he do? That some wrong was on the way he hadn't the least doubt. Should he confront the colonel and demand an explanation, a demand he knew he had a perfect right to make? If this should be evil, and the shame of It fall on this lovely being? . . . No, no! He must stand aside, he must turn a deaf ear to duty, the voice of love spoke too loud.' His own assurance of her innocence made him desire to fall at her feet and worship. After all. It was none of his affair. Had he not played at this comedy, this thing would have gone on and he would have been in ignorance of its very existence. So, why should he meddle? Yet that monotonous query kept beating on his brain: What was this thing? He saw that he must wait. Yesterday he had feared nothing save his own exposure. Comedy bad frolicked In her grinning mask. And here was Tragedy stalking tn upon the scene. - The girl named a dozen shops which she desired to honor with her custom and presence, and stepped Into the coupe. William closed the door, and James touched up the pair and drove off toward the city. He was perfectly

Indifferent to any possible exposure. In truth, he forgot everything, absolutely

I am rich. Promise should ever come to

you, you will come to ire. The Girl (puzzled): I do not understand you at all! The Woman: Pror-iise! The Girl: I promise; but The Woman: Thank you, Betty. The Girl (growing serious): What is all this about. Grace? You look so earnest. The. Woman: Some day you will understand. Will you answer me one question as a daughter would answer her mother?

The Girl (gravely): Yes. The Woman: Vc;:ld you marry a title for the title's sal e? The Girl (Indignantly): 1? The Woman: Yes; would you? The Girl: I shall marry the man I love, and if not him, nobody. I mean,' Df course, when I love. The Woman: Blushing again? My dear, is Karloff anything to you? The Girl: Karloff? Mercy, no. He Is handsome and fascinating and rich but I could not love him. It would be easier to love to love my groom outside. (They both smile.) The Woman (grave once more):

That is all 1 wished to know dear. Karloff Is not worthy of you. ! The Girl (sitting very erect): I do aot understand. Is he not honorable? The Woman (hesitatingly): 1 have known him for seven years; I have ilways found him honorable. The Girl: Why, then, should he not be worthy of me?

The Woman (lightly): Is any man? The Girl: You are parrying my question. If I am to be your daughter, there must be no fencing. The Woman ( rising and going over to the portrait again): There are some things that a mother may not tell ven to her daughter. The Oirl . (determinedly): Grace, rou have said too much or too little, t do not love Karloff. I never could love him; but I like him, and liking aim. I feel called upon to defend him. The Woman (surprised into showing her dismay): You defend him? You! The Girl: And why not? That la

The Woman: My !ear, :;c:i do not !

love him. That is rir 1 v.-.shcj to inow. Karloff i3 a brilliant, handsome man, a gentleman; his sense of honor, such as it is, would do credit to many

another man: but behind all this j

there is a power which makes him helpless, makes him a puppet, and robs him of certain worthy impulses. I have read somewhere that corporations have no souls; neither have governments. Ask me nothing more, Betty, for I shall answer no more luestions. The Girl: I don't think you are treating me fairly. The Woman: At this moment I would willingly share with you half it all I possess in the world. The Girl: But all this mystery! 'rhe Wcman: As I hae saia, sorae day you will understand. Treat Karloff as you have always treated him, politely and pleasantly. And I tes ol you never to repeat our conversation. The Girl (to whom illumination suddenly comes; rises quickly and goes over to the woman; takes her by the shoulders, and the two stare into each other's eyes, the one searchingly, the other fearfully): Grace! The Woman: 1 am a poor, foolish woman, Betty, for all my worldliness and wisdom; but I love you (softly), and that is why I appear weak before you. The blind envy those who see, the deaf those who hear; what one does not want another can not have. Karloff loves you, but you do not love him. (The girl kisses the woman gravely on the cheek, and without a word, makes her departure.) The Woman (as she hears the carriage roll away): Poor girl! Poor, happy, unconscious, motherless child! If only I had the power to stay the blow! . . . Who can it be, then, that she loves? The Girl (in her carriage): Poor thing! She adores Karloff, and I never suspected it! I shall begin to bate him. How well women read each other! . James had never parted with his rose and his handkerchief. They were always with him, no matter what livery he wore. After luncheon, William said that Miss Annesley desired to see him in the study. So James spruced up and duly presented himself at the study door. "You sent for me. Miss?" "his hat in his hand, his attitude deferential and attentive. ; She was engaged upon some fancy work, the name, of which no man knows, and if he were told, could not possibly remember for longer than ten minutes. She laid this on "the reading-table, stood up and brushed the threads from her little two-by-four cambric apron. "James, on Monday night I dropped a rose on the lawn. (Finds thread on her sleeve.) In the morning when I looked for it (brushes the apron again), it was gone. Did you find it?" She made a little ball of the straggling threads and dropped it Into the waste-basket. A woman who has the support of beauty can always force a man to lower his gaze. James looked at his boots. His heart gave one great bound toward his throat, then sank what seemed to be fathoms deep in his breast. This was a thunderbolt out of heaven Itself. Had she seen him. then? For a space he was tempted to utter a falsehood; but there was that In her eyes which warned him of the uselessness of such an expedient. Yet, to give up that rose would be like giving up some part of his being. She repeated the question: "I ask you if you found it." "Yes, Miss Annesley." "Do you still possess it?"

"And why did you pick it up?" "It was fresh and beautiful; and T believed that some lady at the dinner had worn it." "And so you picked it up? Where did you find it?" "Outside the bow-window, Miss." "When?" He thought for a moment "In the morning. Miss." "Take care, James; it was not yet 11 o'clock at night." "I admit what I said was not true, Miss. As you say, it was not yet 11." James was pale. So she had thrown It away, confident that this moment

and pasttivelZ tW2.thin, but ihe ja I wish to know; .why not?.

HE HESITATED. A would arrive. This humiliation was premeditated. Patience, he said, inwardly; this would be the last opportunity she would have to humiliate him. ' "HaVe you the flower on your person?" "Yes, Miss." "DiJ you know that It was mine? tqejcilesjjy,

TYes!' I.l i: believed that you h?' !eIV.i' ' ;r' H "own it away. "I $;w' o harm ia taking it." " i - - ' Out there jas harm." . ' . " "I bow to' your-sapeticr judgment. Miss." ironically. She deemed it wisest to pass over this experimental irony. "Give the flower back to me. It is not proper that a servant should have in his keeping a rose which was once mine, even if I had thrown it away or discarded it." - ::v : . . Carefully he drew forth the crumpled flower. He looked at her, then ct the rose, hoping against hope that she might relent. He hesitated till he saw an impatient movement of the extended hand. He surrendered.. "Thank you. That is all. You may go." She tossed the withered flower inro the wastebasket. "Pardon me, but before I go I have to announce that I shall re?ign my position next Monday. The money which has been advanced to me, deducting that which is due me, together with the amount of my fine at the police-court, I shall be pleased to return to you on the morning of my departure." Miss Annesley's lips fell apart, and her brows arched. She was very much surprised.. "You wish to leave my service?" as If it were quite Impossible that such a thing should occur. "Yes. Miss." "You are dissatisfied with your position?" icily. "It Is not that. Miss. As a groom I am perfectly satisfied. The trouble lies In the fact that I have too many other things to do. It is very distasteful for me to act in the capacity of butler. My temper is not equable enough for that position." He bowed. "Very well. I trust that you will not regret your decision." She sat down and coolly resumed her work. "It is not possible that I shall regret it." "You may go." He bowed again, one corner of hi3 mouth twisted. Then he took himself off to the stables. He was certainly in what they call a towering rage. If I were not a seer of the first degree, a narrator of the penetrative order, I should be vastly puzzled over this singular action on her part. (To be Continued.)

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