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THEIR WEDDING EVE
By Harold Carter
(Copyright, 1916, W. G. Chapman.)
Nina Suffitt sat in her bedroom
and cried over a letter.
It was 9 in the evening. On the
morrow she was to become the bride
of an English nobleman. Viscount
Addisleigh was a very estimable
young man, very shy and obviously
half in love with her. But both had
been dragooned into the marriage.
The days had gone so fast since
the engagement that Nina had had
little time to regret It was not un
til Jack Tremont's letter came that
the floodtide of memory came sweep
ing back on her.
Five years ago they had been all
but engaged. He was a poor artist
then and there had been a terrific
scene when her stepmother learned
of her friendship for the young man,
and of the little suppers at Renti's,
where they had had such gay par
tie's of young Bohemians. It had
been a glimpse into the wonderful
world for the girl, which closed down
abruptly when she had not the
strength to go her own way.
She had not seen Jack since that
last parting, when she had promised
to write to him. And all that was
five years ago.
Her father's death had followed.
Her stepmother, a worldly woman,
only wanted to get the girl off her
hands. She had been touted shame
lessly in the foreign markets that
was the way with her set and final
ly the viscount, with an impoverished
estate, had bargained for her. At
least, not he, but the family lawyer.
All had been very decorous, and
well, Nina was to marry him on the
She read her lover's letter again
through blinding tears. It was only
a little congratulatory note, saying
that he was dining alone that night
.at the little table in Renti's, which j
they used to occupy, and that he
would be remembering her.
The house was very quiet Every
one had gone to bed early in antici
pation of the exhausting events of
the morrow. The girl peeped out of
her room. How easy it would be to
escape for an hour or two, to fly to
Jack, to spend one last short hour
Her Heart Leaped as She Saw the
with him before the drab life' ahead
of her began!
She trembled; and then, with those
memories of the past, she could .re
sist no longer. She slipped on an
old dress and hat and coat and softly
made her way down the stirs. She
shuddered as she saw the roses that
had already been entwined along