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Hope at social functions and was
friendly towards him in a politic way.
The latter; however, saw the trend
of affairs. He was poor, all his artistic
efforts were in their incipiency. He
had painted a picture of which Elida
was a -model. It was called "Sym
pathy," and -was indeed a tribute to
the warm helpful encouragement of
Elida herself. He had great hope's of
the picture securing recognition at a
coming public art exhibition.
"I rather , like Mr. Bellew," Mrs.
Tresham remarked to her daughter
"He is very gentlemanly and con
siderate," said Elida, but he evinced
no ardor in the reply.
For all.that she was fully interested
. and quite proudwhen in one- of the;
local papers an article appeared bear
ing the signature of Duke- Bellew.
It was a masterly effort, 'covering the
art of war in Europe. In another
paper two days latpr there was pub
lished an exquisite little poem by the
' Everybody was enchanted except
Alden Hope. The increased adula
tion of Bellew made him feel humble
and discouraged. He had loved Elida '
from the first moment he. saw her,
Now he realized 'how hojseless was'
that attachment. He went no more
to the Tresham social functions.
With a longing 'pain 'at 'heart he;
later read a published poem'iriscribed
to Elida". by initials. Bellew was" lay
ing close "siege tb the heart of the
Elida missed Alden "more than she
had fancied "could be the case. There
waa some sentiment naturally har-
'monious between them. Despite her
admiration of the literary abilities 'of
Bellew there seemed always some
vague barrier between them.
Alden Hope never forgot one wet
chill evening when he passed in front
of ' the Tresham home, hungry.-at
heart yet torturing himself with the
ardent longing to catch a glimpse of
the beloved face of Elida.
The liouse was ablaze with light.
A grand reception was on. Ah En
glish d" ' mat and literateur, one
Norman Eccles, was to be presented
by a local society ruler at the Tres
Shielding his face by drawing
down his hat and muffling it m. his
coat collar, Alden gazed past the iron
gates of the garden. He saw jSlida
whirling in the giddy waltz, saw her
with Bellew, and, like a forlorn waif
shut out of paradise, he stole away to
his lowly studio.
Alden was little aware of the grand
climax to all the hopes of Bellew that
transpired within, the following hour.
A stray remark concerning the writ
ings of Mr. Eccles had led to Elida
referring with some appreciation to
"We have also a poe and author
within our modest circles,'- Mr. Ec
cles," she remarked.
"Indeed," spoke Mr. Eccles. ' J
"I have a scrap book with his fu
gitive pieces In the Ubrary";explaihed
Elida,. and "they strolled thither.
Mr. Eccles gave A great 'Start of
surprise as he looked overh'e dozen
or more poems and -articles which
Elida had proudly preserved.
She noted his emotion'-and regard
ed him questioningly, buthe was too
courteous to explain tiles, and there.
He smiled. as he said:
"Miss Tresham, mayl have the
pleasure. of Bending you -my own lit
tle volu'mer-of desultory1'writings?"
"Gii,' sdrely," she replied, and the
book -arrived by messenger next
At 11 o'clock -Duke Bellew called to
Inquire after the lady of his choice.
He was not admitted'. Instead, the
servant handed him the Eccles vol
ume, and looking it over he realized
that his Imposture was ended.
By some strange coincidence the
tool of Roy Borden "had,, copied his
literary selections from a volume
comparatively unknown in America.
Word for word they tallied -with the
original work of the visiting for