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had made our marriage conditional
upon our inheriting the legacy, what
would what would Lucy have done?
She answered that very question.
"Aren't you glad, Arthur, that it
wasn't the other way round?" she
asked. "Suppose he had insisted up
on our being married why, that
would have been dreadful, wouldn't
"Horrible!" I agreed.
"And poor Mr. Richardson would
have been just crazy," said Lucy.
"Not that that would have made any
difference, though. I mean so far as
we are concerned."
Mr. Richardson! Why, he had been
hanging around Lucy for five years
at least. Then she must have been
secretly engaged, to him! Her furtive
ness in not telling me aroused the
bitterest anger in me. I am afraid
that we did not part good friends.
It must have been three months
later, about the time when I received
the first quarterly installment, that I
read the account of Mr. Richardson's,
marriage to Miss Bunting. Oddly
enough, I experienced a sudden light
ening of my emotions, as though I
had been relieved of some dreadful
burden. And then I understood. Al
though I had not been aware of it I
had actually been jealous of Mr.
Richardson! Yet Lucy and I were
utterly incompatible in temperament,
as we had agreed a thousand times.
We ran across each other at Atlan
tic City that summer and" stopped to
"Dear old Uncle Jabez!" said Lucy
' ecstatically. "Do you know, Arthur
1 don't mind confessing It to you
now at one time 1 positively had a
sort of tender feeling toward you.
That was,a long time ago, of course,
or else I wouldn't have" told you. I
haye detected it. Wasn't it provi
dential, that clause in his will?"
"Yes," I said, and I was thinking
all the time that Lucy's eyes were
bluer than any .eyes I had ever seen.
And her hair was positively cotroery
in, the sunlight, I really jcould jiave
fallen in love with Lucy, if Bhe had
given me the least encouragement!
"When did this feeling possess
you?" I asked her.
"Oh, ages ago," she said evasively
"Long, long before dear Uncle Jabezrf
died. I wouldn't have told you, onlyr
well, I may be engaged shortly.'1 o
"Who is he?" I yelled, starting outi
of my chair. .
"You are very Impertinent,'' sheaf
answered, and walked away with hers
head in the jair, looking like a Titian
angeL ' ii
I don'Lknow whyit'was, hut I felt
utterly crushed. x& presently I be
gan to realize what was the" matter
with me. I was in love and with
Lucy! Yes, positively hiy heart was
beating like a boy's when he first
experiences the divine passion. She
meant everything in the world to me!
I couldn't wait; I hurried after her.
I found her entering her Tiotel upon
the arm of a smart, dark-haired fel
low in that sort of suit that iB adver
tised as "a forty-dollar suit for nine
teen fifty." She bowed to me 3hd
walked Into the hotel. With that
man! A girl of Lucy's taste! It
sickened me. At least 1 hoped that
she. would have shown a little dis
crimination in her choice of a mate
instead of selecting or being select
ed by a tailQr's dummy! I wrote her
a letter asking for an appointment
next afternoon at three o'clock.
I spent a night of torture. 1 passed
the morning walking up and dpwn
the board "walk. At three o'clock I
was at her hotel. Her maid handed
me a letter. I opened it.
"I am sorry, Arthur, but I have an
engagement with Mr. Clements this
afternoon," I read. 'Terhaps some
other time will do? lam leaving. this
evening for " D
I dashed the letter upon-the flooiv
and strode out of the room. I haa
reached the front door of the suit
when I heard a voice calling me. I
looked back. There stood Lucy at
the door, dressed all in white an
lqoktog like a saint. v a