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self-exculpatory on former occasions,
now appeared brazen.
"Elsie, Mrs. Benton is the sister of
John Bento. in the Philippines," he
said. "I have told you often how
John is my best friend. We have not
seen each other for years and it is
natural that I should like his sister.
Come, be friendly with her, Elsie, and
let us all be happy together."
"0, 1 hate her and I hate you!" ex
claimed the jealous girl; and, pulling
off her "ring, she flung it upon the
It must be confessed that this
scene had happened before, and War
ren, aghast, had kneeled at Elsie's
feet and begged her to forgive him.
But this time, to the girl's horror,
Warren very coolly picked up the
ring and placed it in his pocket. Then,
with an enigmatic smile, he went out
of the room.
Elsie was wt the type of girl who
dominates over her mother. The
elder woman had seen how things
were going; perhaps she thought that
Warren was giving Elsie a lesson, for
she offered ho consolation when El
sie announced that the engagement
was broken off and that they -would
start home on the morrow. Instead,
she packed her trunk almost as un
concernedly as Warren had taken
back the ring.
Elsie did not go dowa tp dinner that
night. But afterward a feverish de
sire to see Warren again forced her
to dress and go downstairs. She
knew he was with that' odious Ben
ton woman, and she could not go
away without torturing herself by
seeing them together.
Poor "Elsie reached the veranda just
in time to see the couple disappear
ing together along the most secluded
of the many beautiful walks of Glen
Pass. They were walking slowly side
by side, and it was evident they did
not dream that Elsie was anywhere
near them. With a sudden resolu
tion which conquered scruple Elsie
plunged into the half-darkness after
At the end of the walk was a hedge
of box, round which the road wound
into a pretty little summer house.
Taking her stand behind the hedge
Elsie heard the conversation.
"Poor Elsie!" said Warren in a low
"Poor Elsie!" said Mrs. Benton in
a very meaning tone, and Elsie,
standing behind the hedge, set her
teeth hard. To be pitied was the last
thing that she could endure.
"I feel guilty of disloyalty to her in
having permitted you to plan this,
Mrs. Benton," said Warren.
"My dear boy, it is the best thing
in the world for her," replied the eld
er woman. "A sharp lesson was nec
essary, and as the sister of your best
friend I feel that it is my duty to give
her that lesson."
"She thinks I am in love with you,"
Mrs. Benton laughed merrily.
"When my fiance, Mr. Boyd, arrives
tomorrow she will be undeceived,"
she said. "Now, Warren, a word of
advice. I am going to tell her that it
was all a plan of mine in4 order to
bring her to reason and cure her ab
surd jealousy. You stay there till I
come back and I shall bring her with
And she stepped off along another
path toward the hotel, while Elsie
heard herself sob in the darkness.
What a fool she had been! Che
saw it now, she remembered all War
ren's misery in the past, caused by
her doubts of him. She was not
worthy of him. She she
Suddenly she felt two arms about
her. Very miserably she raised her
head. Warren stood beside her.
"Elsie! You heard?" he cried.
"Oh, what a fool I have been!" she
said. "What a wretched, jealous fool.
I deserved this, Warren, to teach me
to trust the man I love. Do you really
love me, Warren?"
Warren slipped the ring on her fin
ger again. And in the consciousness
of their new-born trust they were so
absorbed in each other that kindly