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THE NEWS-HERALD, HILLSBORO, OHIO, THURSDAY, AUGUST 6, 1914.
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The Hollow
of Her Hand
WBSk
JIM.
gooa reason tor ner perplexing auauue
toward him. He would make one more
attempt to have the truth from her.
Failing in that, he would accept the
eituatlon as hopeless, for the time be
ing at least. She should know that he
loved her deeply enough for that.
She joined him in the little open-air
Tto.rrui.a'ir -,n connectlon w,th cha,1,e
remote corner. There were few peo- .
pi. breakfasting. In her tender blue I
eyes there was a look of sadness that
haunted him, even as she smiled ana !
ii.i v.im t,!,invi '
called him beloved.
"Hetty, darling," he said, leaning
forward and laying his hand on hers,
"can't you tell me what it 1b?"
She was prepared for the question.
In her heart she knew the time had
come when she must be fair with him.
He observed the pallor that stole into
her warm, smooth cheeks as she re
garded him fixedly for a long time be
fore re'plying.
"There is only one person In the
world who can tell you, Brandon. It is
for her to decide. I mean Sara Wran
dall." He felt a queer, sickening senBatlon
of uneasiness sneak into existence. In
the back of his mind, a hateful fear
began to shape Itself. For a long time
he looked Into her somber eyes, and
as he looked the fear that was hateful
took on something of a definite shape.
"Did you know her husband?" he
asked, and somehow he knew what the
answer would be.
"Yes," she replied, after a moment.
She was startled. Her lips remained
parted.
He watched her closely. "Has this
this secret anything to do with Chai
ns Wrandall?"
"It has," said she, meeting his gaze
steadily.
His hands clutched the edge of the
table in a grip that turned the knuckles
white.
"Hetty!" he cried, in a hoarse whis
per. "You can't mean that you "
"You must go to Sara," she cried
hurriedly. "Haven't I told you that she
is the one "
"Were you in love with that infernal
scoundrel?" he demanded fiercely.
"Sara knows everything. She will
tell you "
"Were you carrying on an affair
with him while professing to be the
friend of his wife? Tell me that! Did
she find you out and "
"Oh, Brandon, why will you per
sist?" Bhe cried, her eyes aflame. "I
can tell you no more. Why do you
glare at me as if I were the meanest
thing on earth? Is this love? Is thle
your idea of greatness? Isn't it enough
for you to know that Sara is my loyal,
devoted friend; that she "
"Wait!" he commanded darkly. "Is
,lt possible that she did not discover
your secret until the day you left her
house so abruptly? Docs that explain
your sudden departure?
"I can answer that," she said quiet-'
ly. "She has known everything from , more or less obsessed by the idea that
the day I met her. I have not said i an evil spell had descended upon him
anything, Brandon, to lead you to be- n the shape of a ghostly Influence,
lleve that I was in love with Challis I The weeks passed slowly for Hetty.
Wrandall, have I?" ' There were no letters from Sara, but
His eyes softened. "No, you haven't. , an occasional line or so from Mr. Car
I I hope you will forget what I said, roll. She had made Brandon Booth
You see, I knew Wrandall's reputation
He had no sense of honor. He "
"Well, I have!" she said levelly.
He flushed. "I am a beast! I'll put
"Hettyl" He Cried, In a Hoarse Whis
per. It In this way, then: Was he in lnve
with you?"
"You are still unfair. I shall not an
swer." He was silent for a long time. "And
Sara's lips are sealed," he mused, still
possessed of doubts and feare.
"Until she elects to tell the story,
dearest love, my lips are also sealed. I
love you better than anything els In
all this world. I could willingly atfer
up my life for you, but well, my life
does not belong to me. It Is Sara's."
"For heaven's sake, Hetty, what is
all this?" ho cxiad In dasaxexaiUia.
; JSA
George Barr
M0Cutcheon
Author of "Graustarkr
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ILLUSTRATIONS y ELLSWCBTRTDUHG
COPYR10HT-19le BY
GEORGE BABLR MeCUTXHSOH
COPYR.lGHT:.191t.BY
SODD.ltEAQ 0 COMTAHY
"I can suy no more. It is useless to
InslBt, Brandon. If you can wrest the
story from her, all well and good. You
will hate me then, dear .love. But It
nannnt ho holnori T nm nrAlmred."
"Tell me this much: When you re-
fused to marry Leslie, was your
course inspired by what had hap-
";" ""'. .., ., . vnn t.t .
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'" X S Viat you to
. . . ?.,
marry Lesm if there is anything
,.:... , .u i n, if, nmo
XiUDUl iUCiO id tic nanci. wuju
to my Blttlng-room after breakfast. I
have something to say to you. We
must come to a definite understanding, i
This cannot go on." i
He was with her for an hour in that
pinched little sitting-room, and left her i
there without a vestige of rancour In
his soul. She" would not give an inch
in the stand she had taken, but some-1
thine Immeasurably treat in his make-
up rose to the occasion and he went
forth with the conviction that he had
no right to demand more ot her than
she was ready to give. He was satis
fied to abide by her decision. The
spell of her was over him more com
pletely than ever before.
Two days later he saw her off at the
Gare de Lyons, bound for Interlaken.
There was a complete understanding
between them. She wanted to be quite
alone in the Alpine town; he was not
to follow her there. She had reserved
rooms at the Schweltzerhof, and the
windows of her sitting-room looked
straight up the valley to the snow-covered
crest of the Jungfrau. She re
membered these rooms; as a young girl
she had occupied them with her father
and mother. By some hook or crook,
Booth arranged by wire for her to have
them again, not an easy matter at that
season of the year. Later she was to
go to Lucerne, and then to Venice.
The slightest shred of hope was left
for Booth. Even though he might ac
complish the task he had eet unto him
seU the conquest ot Sara in respect this spirit of confidence that he pre
to the untold story he still had Hot- Pared to confront her on his arrival in
ty's dismal prophecy that after he
learned the truth he would come to
see why they could not be married.
But he would not despair.
"We'll see," was all that he said in
response to her forlorn cry that they
were parting for ever. There was a
grimneas in the way he said it that
gave her something to cherish during
the months to come; the hope that he
would come back and take her in spite
of herself.
He sailed from Cherbourg on the
first steamship calling there. Awake,
he thought of her; asleep, he dreamed
of Challis Wrandall. There was some
thing uncanny In the persistence with
which that ruthless despoiler of peace
forced his way into his dreams, to the
absolute exclusion of all else. The voy
age home was made horrid by these
lllguuy l cmiiiucio ui a uiuu ua Dt:tuto'
jy knew, yet dreaded. He became
promise that be would not write to
her, nor was be to expect anything
from her. If her Intention was to cut
herself off entirely from her rocent ,
world and Its people, as slie might
have done in another way by pursuing
the time-honored and rather cowardly
plan of entering a convent, she was
soon to discover that success In the
undertaking, brought a deeper sense of
exile than she could have Imagined,
herself able to endure at the outset.
She found herself more utterly alone
and friendless than at any time in her
life. The chance companions she
formed at Interlaken despite a well
meant reserve served only to In
crease her feeling of loneliness and de
spair. The very natural attentions of
men, young and old, depressed her, in
stead of encouraging that essentially
feminine thing called vanity. She
lived as one without an aim, without a
single purpose except to close ono day
that she might begin the next.
After a time, she went on to Lu
cerne. Here the life on the surface
was gayer, and she was roused from
her state of lethargy in spite of her
self. Once, from her little balcony In
the National, she saw two of her old
acquaintances in the chorus at the
Gaiety. They were wearing many
pearls. Another time, ehe met them In
the street. She was rather quietly
dressed. They did not notice her. But
the prosperous Hebraic gentlemen who
attended them were not so careless.
One day a card was brought to her
rooms. For the next two weeks she
had a true and unavoidable friend In
Lucerne. It would appear that Mrs.
Rowe-Martin had not been apprised of
the rift in the Wrandall lute. She
had do reason to consider tho exclu
sive Mlflo Castleton as anything but
the most desirable of companions. Mrs.
Rowe-Martln was not long in finding
out (though how Bhe did it, heaven
knows), that Lord Murgatroyd's grand
niece was no longer tho Intimate ot
that impossible person, Sara Gooch,
She couldn't think of Sara without
thinking of Qooch.
But at last Mrs. Rowo-Martln depart
ed, much to Hetty's secret relief, but
not before she had increased the girl's
burthens by Introducing her into a
cold-nosed cosmopolitan set from
which there were but three ways of es-
cape. She refused to marry one 01
them, denied another the privilege of
making love to her, and declined to
play auction bridge with all ot them.
They were not long In dropping her, al
though it must be said there was real
regret among the men.
Prom Mrs. Rowe-Martln and others
Bhe heard that Mrs. Redmond Wran
dall and Vivian were to be In Scotland
In October, for somebody-or-pther's
christening, and that Leslie had been
doing some really wonderful flying at
Pau.
"I am so glad, my dear," sold Mrs.
Rowe-Martin, "that you refused to
marry Leslie. He Is a cad. Besides,
you would have been In a perpetual
Btato of nerves over his flying."
Of Sara, there was no news, as might
have been expected. Mrs. Rowe-Martln
made it very clear that Sara waB
a respectable person but heavens!
The chill days of autumn came and
the crowd began to dwindle. Hetty
made preparations to Join in the ex
odus. As the days grew short and
bleak, ehe found herself thinking more
and more ot the happy-hearted, sym
bolic dicky-bird on a faraway window
ledge. His life was neither a travesty
nor a tragedy; hers was both of these.
Something told her too that Brandon
Both had wormed the truth out of
Sara and that sne would never see
hIn again. It hurt her to think that
whilefSara believed ,ln her, the man
who !ved her did not. It is a way
men have.
CHAPTER XVI. !
Vivian Airs Her Opinions.
Chief among Booth's virtues was his
undeviating loyalty to a set purpose.
He went back to America with the
firm intention to clear up the mystery
surrounding Hetty Castleton, no mat
ter how irksome the delay In achiev
ing his aim or how vigorous the meth
ods he would have to employ. Sara
Wrandall, to all purposes, held the
key; his object in life now was to in
duce her to turn It In the lock and
throw open the door so that he might
enter in and become a sharer in the
secrets beyond.
A certain amount of optimistic cour
age attended him In hie campaign
against what had been described to
him as the impossible. He could see
no clear reason why she should with
hold the secret under the new condi
tions, when so much in the shape ot
happiness was at stake. It was in
New York, and it was the same un
bounded faith in the belief that noth
ing evil could result from a perfectly
just and honorable motive that gave
him the needed courage.
He stayed over night in New York,
and the next morning saw him on his
way to Southlook. There was some
thing truly ingenuous in hie desire to
get to the bottom of the matter with
out fear or apprehension. At the very1
worst, he maintained, there could be
nothing more reprehensible than a
passing infatuation, long since dis
pelled, or perhaps a mildly sinister
episode in which virtue had been tri
umphant and vice defeated with un-
pleasant results to at least one per-
son, and that person the husband of
Sara Wrandall.
Pat met him at the station and drove
him to the little cottage on the upper
road.
"Ye didn't stay long," said he reflect
ively, after he had put the bag up In
front. He took up the reins.
"Not very," replied his master.
After a dozen rods or mora, Pat
tried again.
"Just siventeen days, I make It."
"Seems longer."
"Perhaps you'll be after going back
oon."
"Why should you think that, Pat
rick?"
Because you don't seem to be takln'
much Interest In your eurroundln's
here," said Pat loftily. He delivered
a smart smack on tho crupper with
his stubby whip, and pursed his lips
for the companionship to be derived
from whistling.
"I suppose you know why I went to
Europe," said Booth, laying his hand
affectionately on the man's arm.
"Sura I do," said Pat, forgetting to
whistle. "And wae It bad luck you
had, sor?"
"A temporary case of It, I'm afraid."
"Well," said the Irishman, looking
up at his employer with the most pro
found encouragement in his wink, "it
It's nnny help to you, sor, I'll say that
I've never fond bad luck to be any
thing but tlmporary. And, believe me,
I've had plinty of It, Mary was dom
near three years makin' up her mind
to say yls to me."
"And since then you've had no bad
luck?" said Booth, with a smile.
"Plinty of it, begob, but I've had
eome one besides mesclf 'to blame for
It. There's a lot in that, Mr. Bran
don. Whin a man marries, he simply
divides his luck into two parts, good
and bad, and If he's like most men he
puts the bulk av the bad luck on his
wife and kapes to himself all he can
av tho good for a rainy day. That's
what makes him a strong man and
able to meet trouble when H comes.
The beauty av the arrangement Is that
bad luck is traly tlmporary and a wom
an enjoys talking about It, while good
luck is wld us nine-tenths of the time,
whether we know It or not, and we
don't have to talk about U."
This wasflne philosophy, but Booth
discerned the underlying motive.'
"Have you been-quarrellng?"
"I have not," said Pat wrathfully.
"But I won't say as much for Mary.
Tho point av me argument is that I
have all the good luck In havln' mar
ried her, and Bhe claims to have had
all the bad luck in marryln' me. Still,
as I said before, 'tis but tlmporary.
The good luck lasts and the bad don't.
She'll bo after tell In' me eo before
sundown. That's liko all women,
You'll find it out for yourself wan o'
these days, Mr. Brandon, and yell bo
dom proud ye'ro a man and can enjoy
you. good luck when ye get It The
bad luck's always fallin' behind ye,
and ye can always look forward to tho
good luck. So don't lie downhearted.
She'll take you, or mo name's not
what it ought to be."
Booth was inclined to accept this
unique discourse as a fair-weather
sign.
."Take these bags upstairs, Pat,"
said he on their arrival at the cottage,
"and then come down and drive me
over to Mrs. Wrandall's."
"Will ye be after stayin' for lunch
with her, Mr. Brandon?" inquired Pat,
climbing overthe wheel. 4
"I can't answer that question now."
"Hiven help both av us if Mary's
good luncheon goes to waste," said Pat
ominously. "That's all I have to Bay.
She'll take it out av both av us."
"Tell her I'll be here for lunch,"
said Booth, with alacrity. From which
It may be perceived that master and
man were of one mind when it came
to considering the Importance ot Mary.
Pat studied his watch for a moment
with a calculating eye.
"It's half-past ellven now, Bor,"' ho
announced. "D'ye think ye can make
it?"
Booth reflected. "I think not," ho
said. "I'll have luncheon first." Where
upon he leaped from the trap and went
in to tell Mary how happy he was to
be where he could enjoy home cook
ing. At four he was delivered at Sara's
door by the astute Patrick, announced
mj vuu ocuuio vvaiovuauu luiuiiuguieu
uy me mieuigeni Murray, wno seemed .
D1ttrtVf a a A tn hnnn flint Via ..n..U -. & '
uu.e..0u vi uc mat uo nuuiu UUI tne m0On.
have anything cool to drink. Sara I He started. It was a bolt from a
sent word that ehe would be down in dear sky. "The deuce!"
fifteen minutes, but, as a matter of "Yes," she went on in the most cas
fact, appeared in less than three. i Ual tone, "mother's had her heart set
She came directly to the nnlnt. I .. it - ..., v ,.,, nA
'Well," she said, with her mysteri
ous smile, "she sent you back to me,
I see." He was still clasping her hand.
"Have you heard from her?" he
asked quickly. i
"No. But I knew Just what would
Pat Met Him at the Station.
happen. I told you it would prove
to be a wild-goose chase. Where is
she?"
I He sat down beside her on the cool,
white covered couch.
"In Switzerland. I put her on tho
train the night before I sailed. Yes,
she did send me back to you. Now
I'm here, I want the whole story, Sara.
What is it that stands between us?"
I For an hour he pleaded with her,
ail to no purpose. She steadfastly re
fused to divulge the secret. Not even
his blunt reference to Challis Wran
dall's connection with the affair found
vulnerable spot In her -armor.
. ... .
"I shan't ifive It un. Sara, he Bald.
at the end of his earnest harangue
acalnst th nalnablv unfair stand both
against tne paipaniy untatr stanu doiu
she and Hetty were taking. "I mean
to harass you, If you please, until I
get what I'm after. It Is of the most
vital Importance to me. Quite as much
so, I am sure, as It appears to be to you.
If Hetty will say the word, I'll take
her gladly, just as she is, without
knowing what all this is about. But,
you see, she won't consent. There
must be some way to dverride her.
You both admit there is no legal bar
rier. You tall me today that there
Is no Insanity in her family, and a lot
of other things that I've been able
to bring out by questioning, so I am
more than ever certain that the ob
stacle is not so serious as you would
have me believe. Therefore, I mean
to pester you until you give In, my
dear Sara."
"Very well," she said resignedly.
"When may I espect a renewal of
the conflict?"
"Would tomorrow be convenient?"
he asked quaintly.
She returned Ills smile. "Come to
luncheon."
"Have I your permission to start
the portrait?"
"Yes. As soon as you like."
He left her without feeling that he
had gained an Inch along the road to
success. That night, in the gloaming
of bis starlit porch, he smoked many
a pipeful and derived therefrom a pro
found estimate of the value of tact
and discretion as 'opposed to bold and
impulsive measures In the handling of
a determined woman, He would make
haste slowly, as the saying goes. Many
an unexpected victory Is gained by
dilatory tactics, provided the blow la
struck at the psychological moment
ot least resistance.
The weeks slipped by. Ho was with
her almost dally. Other people came
to her house, some for rather protract
ed visits, others in quost of pillage at
the nightly bridge table, but ho was
seldom missing. There were times
When ho thought he detected a ten
dency to waver, but each cunning at
tempt on his part to encourage the
ImpulBe invariably brought a certain
mocking light into her eyes and he
veered off in defeat Something kept
telling him, however, that the hour
was bound to come when she "would
falter' in her resolution; when frank
ness would meet frankness, and the
the veil be lifted.
There were no letters from Hetty,
no word of any description. If Sara
knew anything of the girl's movements
she did not take Booth Into her confi
dence. Leslie Wrandall went abroad In Au
gust, ostensibly to attend the aviation
meets In France and England. His
mother and sister sailed in September,
but not before the entire colony of
which they were a part had begun to
discuss Sara atfd Booth with a relish
that was obviously distasteful to the
Wrandalls.
Where there is Bmoko thero Is flro,
said all the gossips, and forthwith pro
ceeded to carry 'faggots.
A week or so before sailing, Mrs.
Redmond Wrandall had Booth In for
dinner. I think she said en famllle.
At any rate, Sara was not asked,
which Is proof enough that she was
bent on making it a family affair.
After dinner, Booth sat in the
screened upper balcony with Vivian.
He liked her. She was a keen-witted,
plain-spoken young woman, with few.
falBe ideals and no subtlety. She was
less snobbish than arrogant. Of all
the Wrandalls, she was the least self
centered. Leslie never quite under
stood, her for the paradoxical reason
that she thoroughly understood him.
"You know, Brandon," she said,
after a long silence between them,
"they've been setting my cap for you
for a long, long time." She blew a
thin stream of cigarette smoke toward
on It for months. You were supposed
to be mine at first sight, I believe.
Please don't look SO uneasy. I'm not
going to propose to you." She laughed
her little ironic laugh.
"So that is the way things stood,
eh?" he. said, still a little amazed by I
her candor. I
"Yes. And what is more to the
point, I am quite sure I should have
said yes if you had asked me. Sounds
odd, doesn't it? Rather amusing, too,
being able to discuss it so unreserved
ly, isn't it?"
"Good heavens, Vlv!" he cried un
comfortably. "I I had no Idea you
cared "
i "Cared!" she cried, as he paused.
"I don't care two pine for you in that
way. But I would have married you,
just the same, because you are worth,
marrying. I'd very much rather havo
you for a husband than any man I
know, but as for loving you! Pooh!
I'd love you in just the way mothor
loves father, and I wouldn't have been
a bit more trouble to you than she Is
to him."
"Gad, you don't mind what you
say!"
"Falling to nab you, Brandy, I dare
say I'll have to come down to a duke
1 or, who knows? maybe a mere prince.
It isn't very enterprising, is it? And
certainly It isn't a gay prospect. Real
ly, I had hoped you would have me.
I flatter myself, I suppose, but, hon
estly now, we would have made a
rather nice looking couple, wouldn't
we?."
(To be continued.)
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Aug. 3, 1914.
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