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at him curiously, -"do you know you
have been acting in a-very odd man
"I? How is that?" he stammered.
"You haven't seemed to love me as
much as you used to," she stam
mered. "I have been thinking O,
Richard, don't you care for me?"
A moment later and she was on
her knees at his side, her arms
around him, weeping.
"Elsie!" exclaimed Richard, miser
ably, "I I love you "
"You won't love me when I have
told you something," she sobbed.
"Tell me and see," said he. He
could think of nothing better to say.
"I have been untrue to you," she
sobbed. 'I don't mean that I've
kissed anybody else. No, but 0,
Richard, you are so simple and noble,
you would never understand. Well, I
I had been wondering whether our
marriage was going to be happy. It
had begun to seem so ordinary, our
love. And then I met a man just
two weeks ago. He fascinated me
and and I loved him more than you,
Richard sat up very straight This
was a turning of the tables with a
"We never told each other," she
went on, weeping bitterly. "But he
knew and I knew and it seemed so
hopless that that only added to the
feeling between us. And I was fran
tic I felt that we ought not to be
married until you knew and I didn't
dare to tell you until today."
"Why today?' Inquired Richard
"Because he is married now," sob
bed Elsie. "He got married yesterday.
And he had been engaged to her for
a whole year just think of that! He
has jusl been flirting with me and I
' fooling me. And then a sudden revul
sion came over me and I knew that it
was you I had loved all the time.
Richard, can you ever forgive me or
shall I give you back your ring?"
She rose to lier feet and stood be
fore Trim, a picture of tragic miserjf ,
and despair. v . - "
"Who was the" Wan?" inquired
Richard, conscious of an odd sense of
helpless jealousy. 3
"Nobody you know, Richard," shef
answered. "So it wouldn't do you,
any good to tell ydu his name. But
I'll tell you whom he married. I be
lieve you met her once. It was a Miss
"Edith Spinner!" he shouted and
out of the tumult of emotions in his
heart he was conscious of a mad rage
that dominated all others.
"Yes, Richard. She is said to be a
dreadful flirt and to have had affairs
with half a dozen men at the same
time. I don't believe there will be
much happiness for them. Why, what
is the matter?"
"Come here, Elsie," said Richard,
and led hqr to the lounge. "Elsie,
dearest, I have been as big a fool as
I mean, we have both behaved like
ninnies. Do you know I have been
fancying myself in love with Edith?"
"You, Richard? Since we were en
gaged! Why, how dared you?"
"How dared you?" he retorted.
"I didn't!" she cried. "It was pure
ly imagination. I just feared that we
mightn't be quite suited to each oth
er and "
"That's what I did."
"You never kissed her, Dick?"
"Never!" he said, looking her in
the eyes, and then suddenly he drew
her upon his knee and kissed her.
"You see, dearest," he said, "It
amounts to this: I guess when two
people are going to get married they
expect all sorts of things of each
other, and then, when they don't
quite measure up to the mark, each
thinks the marriage Is going to be
unhappy. Well, I guess that isn't the
proper basis for marriage. There
must be a sort of mutual trust and
confidence and what I'll call faith.
Elsie, darling, shall we start over
again In that spirit?"
"Jes, Richard' she answered,