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about ** Maiden Dear, I see vour ear, for the first time now in over a vear!"—NELL BRINKLEY.
THE WOMAN THOU GAVEST ME
By HALL CAINE. *
cSoPTE ißy et Negmden
o‘yru‘ht in Great sritain, Co t
1913 by J. B, Lippincott Company. |
TO-DAY'S INSTALUMENT,
Eighty-first Chapter—Continued.
1 saw what she meant and thinking
to touch her still more deeply 1 told
her the rest of my stor)
1 told her that if I had fled from my
busband's house it was not merely
because he had been cruel and brutal
to me, but because I, 100, loved some
body else—somebody who was far
away, but was coming back, and there
was nothing I could not bear for him
in the meantime, no pain or suffering
or loneliness, and when l'o returned
he would protect me from every dan
ger, and we should love each othg
eternally.
If 1 had not been so wildly agitated
1 should have known that this was
the wrong way with Miidred, and it
was not until I had said it all in a
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rush of whispered words that | saw
her eyes fixed on me as if they werol
about to start from their sockets,
“But, my dear, dear child,” she
sald, “this is worse and worse. Your
father and your husband may have
done wrong, but you have done
Wrong, too. Don't you see you
have?”
I did not tell her that I had
thought of all that before, and did not
believe any longer that God would
punish me for breaking a bond 1 had
been forced to make., But when she
was about to rise, saying that after
‘all it would be a good thing to send
me home beforae | had time 1o foin my
Hfe to his-—~whoever he was ~who had
led me to forget my duty as a wife, 1
held her trembling hands and whis
pered:
“Wait, Mildred. There Iz some
thing 1 have not told you even yet.”
“What is {t?" she asked, but al
ready 1 could see that she knew what
kl was going to say.
“Mildred,” 1 said, "if I ran away
from my husband it was not merely
because | loved somebody else, but
botalge. * * ™
I could not say it. Do what 1
would, 1 could nol. RBut holy women
like Mildred, who spend thelr Hves}
among the lost ones have a way of
reading a woman's heart when it is in
trouble, and Mildred read mine.
"Do you mean that * * ¢ that
there are consequences * * * gq.
l!nx to be?" she whispered,
e
- “Does your husband knoWw?” |
o, _
“And your father?" ‘
"o |
Mildred drew her hand away from
me and crossed herself, saving bp-‘
neath her breath: |
“O Mother of my God'" |
I felt more humbled than I had ever
heen before, hut after 4 while 1 said: |
“Now, you see why 1 can never go |
back. . And you will save me, will youl
not?”
Two Kinds
- There was silence for some mo
imenu. Mildred had drawn back in
her chair as if an evll spirit had
passed between us. But at length she
said:
“It is not for me to judge you,
Mary. But the gentlemen will come
up soon to know if you are the Mary
O'Neill whom 1 knew at the Sacred
Heart, and what am ] to say to
them "
“Say no,"” 1 cried. "“"Why shouldn't
you? They'!l never know anything to
the contrary, Nobody will know.”
“Nobody ™
1 knew what Mildred meant, and n
my shame and confusion T tried to
excuse myself by telling her who the
other woman was,
“It is Alma," T sald.
“Alma? Alma Lier?"
s
And then 1 told her how Alma had
come back into my life, how she had;
tortured and tempted me, and was
now trying to persuade my husbangd,
who was a Protestant, to divorce me |
that she might take my place.
And then | spoke of Martin again—
-1 could not help it—saying that the
shame which Alma would bring -ml
him would be a greater grief to me
}than anyvthing else that could befall
me in this world.
~ “If you only knew who he is" J
said, “and the honor he s held in,
vou would know that 1 would rather
die a thousand deaths than that anyl
disgrace should fall on him through
me,
1 could see that Mildred was deeply
moved at this, and, though T did not
intend to play upon her feellngs ye:
in the selfishness of my great love [
could not help doing so.
“You were the first of my girl
friends, Mildred-—the very first. Don’t
you remember the morning after I
arrived at school?” Thes had torn me
away from my mother, and I was so
little and lonely, but you were so
sweet and kind. You took me into
church for my first visitation, and
then into the garden for my first
By NELL BRINKLEY
Copyright, 1914, International News
sService,
The Greatest Story of ‘
the Twentieth Century ‘
rosary-—don't you remember it
Mildred had closed here eyes. Her
face was becoming very white,
“And then don't you remember the
day the news came that my mothc;
was very ill, and I was to go home
You came 1o see me off at the sta
tion, and don't you remember what
you said when we were sitting in tha
train? You said we might never
meet again. because our circum
#tances would be so different. Yoli
didn't think we should meet llke this,
did you?"
' Mildred's face was growing dead!y'
white,
- "My darling mother died. She was
all I had in the world, and I was all
she had, and when she was gone thero
was no place for me in my father's
house, so I was sent back to school.
But the Reverend Mother was very
kind to me, and the end of it was
that 1 wished to become a nun. Yes,
indeed, and never so much as on the
}dny you took your vows.”
Mildred's eves were still closed, but
her eyellds were flutllering and she
was breathing audibly.
“How well T remember {t! The
sweet summer morning and the snow
white sunshine, and the white flowers
and the white chapel! of the Little
Sisters, and then you dressed as a
bride in your white gown and long
white vell, I cried all through the
ceremony. And if my father had not
come for me then, perhaps I shouid
have been a nun like you now.”
| Mildred's lips were moving. [ was
sure she was praying to our Lady for
strength to resist my pleading, vet
that only made me plead the harder.
~ “But God knows best what our
hearts are made for” I sald. “He
knows that mine was made for love.
And, though you may not think it, I
know God knows that he who i{s away
{& my real husband--not the one thay
married me to. You will not separate
us, will you? All our happiness—his
and mine—im in your hands. You will
save us, will yvou not?"
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| CHAPTER V. |
; CIPIO felt sorry for the peasant
S vouth sitting on the hench with
! his head in his hands. The col
ored attendant in Director Zimmer's
office hagd been the medium through
which more than one stage beauty,
'reauzlnc that now the great world was
at her feet, has severed all relations
i with her humble kinfolk.
. 'She can't see you.'' said Seipio,
E touching Hans on the shoulder. ‘‘Here's |
[ her note.” |
~ This was written on the folded sheet, 1
iwhich Hans stared at for several mo- |
| m.ents before he could distinguish l.nyl
writing:
\ “Dear Friend Hans: It will be im
possible to see you, as 1 have an en
gagement to witness a balloon contest.
1t is best that we should both forget the
old life. GRETCHEN."
‘, Hans turned the paper over—no, that
' was all. No postseript, no words of
loving remembrance, nothing but those
three cold Hnes of dismlssal.
The shepherd boy bowed his head in
his hands again. Sciple did not disturb
him. At lemgth Hans arose slowly, put
(retchen’s note in his pocket and groped
his way out to the stireet.
He stopped beside the entrance to the
theater and leaned heavily against the
wall., It seemed to him that the world
lad come to an end.
A magnificent touring ear stood at the
cich, its motor purring, the chauffeur ln!
iiis seat. Hans' eyes dwelt upon the’;
great, throbbing 'machine, upon the
costly upholstering of its interior, and
he began to recover his senses.
He looked at his dusty wooden shces,
and then at the splendid car. He re
flected that this wonderful vehicle had
taken, in Gretchen’'s life, the place of
her little two-wheeled dog-drawn cart,
while his wooden shoes proved that the
marvelous transformation had been for
her alone; he was the same Hans, the
same poor shepherd lad-——
A .burst of laughing chatter brought
him out of his reverie. He glanced over
his ‘shoulder and saw Gretchen, in a
fashionable motor coat, approaching
with two smartly dressed gentlemen,
He started as though to confront his
old-time sweetheart, then shrunk closer
to the rail. For Gretchen and her es
cort were going directly to the touring
car—they were getting in. They seated
themselves, laughing and chatting, and
the machine whirled them away.
Still Loyal.
i Hans pulled his cap down over his
eyes and started for home. He expected
never to see Gretchen again—but in
‘mind and heart he was still loval to
her.
\
Gretchen and her fashionable new
friends reached the edge of the avia
tion field just as the last of the con
testing balloons was rising.
“It's Fritz Voprden with my balloon,”
sald Mynheer Noot,
“Oh, how gently and easily it rises!"”
exclaimed Gretchen. ‘lt doesn’t seem
dangerous to me at all now that I see
it. I alinost wish T was a passenger."
“Any time you like,” said the finan
cier.
The balloon was drifting with the
‘wlnd over the fields. Mynheer Noot
Spoke to his chauffeur. The great car
’left the road and went bumping and
swaying over the meadows, keeping
nearly under the gas-filled bag glisten
ing In the sunlight. Other parties
showed their interest in the same way.
When, at length, Fritz came sailing
gracefully down there was quite a
crowd to greet him.
Myfiheer Noot lifted Gretchen out of
his machine, and they were among the
first to congratulate the aeronaut. He
was a handsome fellow, with a laughing
face, full of daring and animation.
Being introduced to Gretchen, Fritz's
eyes hardly left her face. He held her
hand so long after he had kissed it that
the others laughed-—but they became
silent immediately, seeing that Gretch- '
en seemed wlilling that the handsome
’aerona\n should hold her hand for lhel
{ rest of their nataral lives. |
“May I come and see you?"' whispered |
Frits. ‘
‘“Yes,”” said Gretchen, in a low voice.
“Any time you wish.”
On the journey back to the city
Gretelg'n was enthusiastic about bal
looning.
“Would you like to try it?' asked
Mynheer Noot.
“Oh, ves. I would love to—if I had
confidence in the aeronaut,’ said
Gretchen.
“1 will speak to Fritz about It,” said
the financier.
Gretchen had hardly entered the di
rector’'s office on the folloewing morning
for a consultation about her c-venlng'
performance when Fritz Voorden wnsl
announced. Director Zimmer exocused
himself, and Fritz was admitted.
Each read in the other's eyes how
eagerly this meeting had been antici
pated.” Fritz did not release Gretchen's
hand after kissing it, but led her to a
chair and fell on his knees before her,
QGretchen Yields.
“I love vou, I love yvou,” he sald aver
and over again. ‘I loved you before
ever | saw you. We are equal in our
professions. Marry me, and our lives
will be complete.”
Gretchen, who had actually been
stricken with love for Fritz at first
sight, could offer but slight resistance.
Soon she yielded.
“We will celebrate our betrothal in
the skies,'"" said Fritz. He took a letter
from his pocket. “Read!"
QGretchen read:
""As Miss King is so anxious to make
an ascension with you, my balloon is at
your dis 1 whenever you desire o
use it m sincere Mcn&‘
“JOHN NOOT.”
‘““This afternoon,’”’ urged Fritz. ‘‘The
weather is perfeot.”
Gretchen assented. For a moment
there was a mist between her eyes and
the figure of her handsoma lover, and
she had a swift vision ¥ Hans with
his sheep. She was there, too. They
had kissed each other and were sharing
promises never to part.
“Why, what is the matter, my love?”
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look on your face.”
“It's 'nothing,” sald Gretchen, and
brushed away the troublesome vision.
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in the basket-car beside her betrothed,
;n.nd Mynheer Noot's balloon was bear
ing them into the clouds. Fritz held
her in his arms until the fields re
‘sembled a checkerboard beneath them.
*“lt is glorious,” she said.
~ Their lips met in a lingering kiss,
. “It will always be glorious,” said
Fritz,
~ Just then Gretchen shivered a little.
They were passing through a cioud.
When the sun burst upon them again
they saw what the first cloud bhad hid
from them—another cloud, a great black
one, emitting dazzling forks of light
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| “Oh!" screamed Gretchen. “We are
'caught in a thunderstorm!”
"We will descend at once," said Fritz,
pulling the cord that released the gas
from the great bag above them,
l Gretchen saw that he was pa\e and
anxious, She clung to him in her
fright. Lightning was flashing all about
them. The balloon was enveloped in
’the angry cloud, gashed in all direc-
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“We are lost!" cried Gretchen.
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Suddenly there was a terrible crash,
and the great sphere above them burst
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'('louds now. Gretchen could see the
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the two blackened figures from the
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road. :
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face was hardly recognizable. On the
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(Final Chapter To-morrow.)