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Injunctions not to speak toxeither of
"What was the quarrel about, Mr.
Cunningham?'' she asked.
The lawyer hummed and hawed.
"Why, I haven't any right to tell you,
my dear," he said, "but but I'm go
ing to. Heaven knows, perhaps some
good will come out of it," he added,
to himself. "You see, when Miss Pa
tience was a young woman, she was
engaged to a Mr Roper. I mention
his name because he's dead now.
And they were to Eave been married.
Miss, Prudence was away then. When
she 'came back Mr. Roper realized
that he loved her more than her sis
ter, whgm she resembled even more
than she does today. And naturally
the sisters quarreled.
"He felt it was his duty to marry
Miss Patience, but she jrefused him.
And Miss Prudence refused him, too.
That's all there is to it, my dear.
Miss Patience thinks here sister stole
her lover from her; Miss Prudence
thinks she had to sacrifice her love
because of her sister's jealousy."
Leslie was not long in discovering
that a portrait of Mr. Roper hung in
the boudoir of either sister. And
from the first glance at the man Les
lie knew that he was not at all the
sort of person whom either of her
aunts should have married. He was,
in fact, a horrid-lookingman. Hf
was fat and common and beefy, and
Leslie knew that he would have
treated both the old ladies badly, if
he could have married both, or
either, if he could have married
Punctually at 9, after breakfast,
Leslie would leave the house of Miss
Prudence and go to spend the day
with Miss Patience. And at 9 at night
she would come back to Miss Pa
She was not long in discovering
that the two singular old ladies were
very fond of each other, in spite of
their long quarrel. Each spoke of
the other as if she had died.
"My dear sister Patience was the
best of the family," sighed Miss Pru
dence. "It was a great blow to me
when she passed out of my life."
"Prudence was d. dashing girl,"
Miss Patience would say wistfully.
"She had all the men at her feet. I
missed her sorely.
This went on for several months.
But one evening Leslie came-running
into Miss Patience's house before the
hour. "Mis Prudence is ill; I think
she is dying," she said.
"She died long ago," said Miss Pa
tience. "She wants you," wept Leslie.
"She told me to ask you to come."
Miss Patience.hesitated only a mo
ment and then she followed Leslie
into her sister's house. The doctor
arrived simultaneously. It was uncer
tain what had happened to Miss Pru
dence; it might be a stroke or only
heart weakness. But when he, was
gone the girl and Miss Patience sat
beside the sick woman in silenqe for
a long time, until Prudence opened
"Sister," she said distinctly, ad
dressing her for the first time, "when
I am gone you are to read the papers
in the drawer of my escritoire. I
meant to burn them, but now I think
you ought to know. You must pre
pare for a shock. He he was un
worthy of you, sister!"
Miss Patience gasped and the color
flooded her withered cheeks. "You
knew that all the time, Prudence?"
she demanded fiercely.
"You didn't know it, Patience?"
"That he had another "
"Wife already "
"Why did you hide it from me if
"I knew I couldn't hide it. That's
why I dared not speak to you. That's
why I kept the wretch'fe portrait."
"The same with me," cried the
other hysterically. "I hated the
sight of it. But I thought the blow
would have killed you. You were
such a delicate girl. And you were
only thinking all the time of me!"
"And you of me. Sister, I loved