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cused her of "eternal nagging." Was
it true"? She remembered once look
ing up the meaning of the word. It
was, "To scold or find fault with con
tinually." Was she doing that? She
didn't think she had, but she meant
to watch herself hereafter. Still that
did not altogether excuse his conduct
that morning. She told herself that
if she had not noticed for some
months a change in him she would
not have been so suspicious.
They had been married only three
years. It seemed a very little while
for happiness to last She loved him
very deeply, her whole life was
bound up with his. Was this the end?
If he was caring for some one else
there was little use in trying to wn
him back. She had' always thought
When John Lester left the house
that morning he did not take the
subway, as he usually did, for his
downtown office, but he boarded a
surface car and left ft at ctoe of the
fine cross streets about a mile from
Phyllis Bert met him delightedly.
She was dark-eyed, dark-haired, with
a large, full mouth and very red
cheeks. She was handsome in a
high-colored, rather coarse-grained
way, with ever ready laughter and
fullness of animal life. She had come
to New York ostensibly to study art,
but had found the metropolitan whirl
rather more alluring than the study
of drawing. -
"Oh, Jacky! you darling; to come
so soon!" she cried, meeting him.
' "Phyllis! Why in the world did you
write that letter to my house?"
"Did she open it?" she asked, now
thoroughly frightened. ,
A "No, but it made a scene."
ft "Oh, deaj;! I never thought. ' I
wanted to see you before you went
to the office and I didn't dare phone.
Did she suspect anything?"
"Suspect? I should say she did.
I got a nagging to beat the band."
"Well, she'd find something else
to scold about if it
wasn't that (You J
say she's always at it," said the girl.
"Yes, she is. Grace has changed.
We used to be so happy." He spoke
in a disconsolate, regretful way as
though loath to part with the love of
But Phyllis was thinking only of
her own love for this man. She had
never thought much about anything
further than the gratification of her
own desires. To lead John Lester
back to a renewed allegiance to his
his wife would never enter her mind.
That he was married and even owed
such an allegiance had not occurred
"If you are not happy, and you
know you are not, why don't you put
an end to it? You will yet why not
"You mean a divorce?" he said.
"Yes, of course."
"Phyllis!" he cried out, "you've
made me forget my troubles lately.
You've been wfipderful to me!"
"I want to stay wonderful to you
Jack always forever. Her voice
was cooing, full of meaning, and he
caughj at her hands, looking in her
"Phyllis, I can't give you up! But
I can't take this step just now."
"Why not?" she urged.
"For many reasons not just
"If you loved me you would."
Seeing the slight frown "her words
brought she -went on to make him
forget with the many arts of allure
ment she knew so well. As he rose
to go he said: "I am going to ask of
you a favor. I want you to sit down
there at the desk and write me a
short business letter, asking about
rates of insurance."
"What for?" she asked blankly.
"I want to put it in the envelope
you sent and if my wife asks again
about the letter I can show it to
"What? Do you want, her to see
my name, to begin to suspect me?"
"No," he answered, "you need not
sign your own name, any name will