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THE FATE OF AZUMA; Or, The South "Afrioan Millionaire, CHAPTER VI. And it was wonderful how her new role became her. "It really seems to be bringing me luck," she told herself, forgetting that when a woman has reached the point when che heging to see luck coming from an abnormal mood, and a terrible resig: nation of all ambition, she has reach one of the most dangerous crose-ronde of life, She had made a resolve, and the resolve had brought a look of calm con- tent to her features, which hadn't been there of late. "Judith Roach ie looking quite beauti- ful this year' eaid the women who were not jealous of her. And Judith Roach hersel! wae aware that she had never been €0 beautiful. Her one fear hitherto, had been of a sort of 'epanouissement," whic: would make her look like a married wo- man,--give her away. Now, lately, some- thing which she had paid no heed to, had made her thinner and more ethereal-look- ing, and her movements grew more wil: lowy, in keeping with it, Her resolve was never to do yung noble again, If a man proposed, and she always had two'or three offers every season, or could have if she would, ehe would accept the mcet eligibls, and say nothing. After all, i why should the woman be so much better | than the man? Almost any woman Was good enough for the men one met. Only one had seemed to her too good for such a fate, and he had paesed out of her life, slammed the door on her in Piccadilly, and, it seemed to her, gone down some distant corridor and slammed another. He had written her a very nice letter, telling her that he was very sorry for her, that it wae hard enough for her without his telling her what a blow 1t wae for him, that he could never cease to love her, and that he hoped ehe would giow happier ae time went on, that he thought. it very plucky and brave of her to tell him, But there was no mention of rewarding her for her valor. He had lov: ed her she was eure of that, but not enough, Would anyone ever love her enough, she wondered, while she forgot to cultivate the qualities of the heart which alone could have made her needful above all others to some man. The end of the letter made 'her give a little wicked laugh. "You won't mind my saying ag we have been such friends. that I.can't help think ing that you would be far happier abroad or living quietly in the country. You are so beautiful that perhiips you are laying up for yourself a needless repetition of the pain you suffered yesterday. Men are sure to fall in love with you, and it ien't quite fair, don't you think? I know you will take thig as I mean it, from a heartfelt desire that you ehould not guf- { CORRUGATED | Rov sheets, absolutely free from defects. . Each sheet 1s pressed, not rolled, corrugations therefore fit acourately without waste. Any desired size or gauge, straight or curved. LOW PRICES--PROMPT SHIPMENT Metallic Roofing Co., 3 HMITED Manufacturers TORONTO & WINNIPEG 47) PRESIDENT SUSPENDER NONE fg! AE 'fer more than is necessary." He signed himeel! "Yours sincerely." Yes, he was sincere, She laughed, then suddenly she grew grave. "He is a dear boy, but he is a fool," rhe 'had murmured at first, then: "What on earth does he take me for, why doesn't he suggest gome inetitution where they wear aprons and do needlework, like those one sends kitchenmaids to? Poor dear hoy, how young he is." Then an awful thought came over her. In his simple way he had expressed the thought of every man. It wasn't playing" fair. It was not possible that 'she should ever marry, ever, and she belonged to a cet in which it wae the primary condition that one 'should marry as eoon as as well as and Judith had heen out over four years. Her mother would 'leis forgive her not marrying than she would the other epi: eode. She had forgiven the other condi. tionally on its not being found out, but for nothing on earth would her mother stand her being an old maid, and with her looks, with her money--which while it wae not much, was enough--with her position, why, of course, she must marry. Yet the thought pierced. wi wag it possible that the purity ol irymaid was a more valuable possession than wealth and beauty and good breeding? It seemed #0. And as she tore up Hubert Gresham's let- ter che regained her cynical mood. Yes, apparently in order to marry that won- derful creature--man, especially the Lon: don young man, who comes straight per- haps from the arme of his mistress, or, more likely still, from the arme of some other man's wife. it seemed necessary to 'he extraordinary virtuous, not to ave had a malleur, ae Louise would have called it. How funny, how hugely funny men's ideae were, Sometimes Lady Judith wondered if Louise knew. She sometimes thought ghe did, because she wae French. One always hae an idea that French women have a gort of second sight on the subject of' morality, and like everyone else Lady Ju: dith had the fancy that, because a town is far away, everyone in it meets and knows the other, But Judith Roach had no intention of going to live in the country, or of '"'Coiffer Bainte Catherine, On the contrary, she intended to make a very good marriage, and to keep silent in the future, and if it came out--why, no man on earth would publish abroad that hie wife had been a "malheur," that he had been taken in. That wae what she ought to have done with Bir Hubert. How stupidly dense she d been. She did not even remember that she had felt it would be quite im- sible to marry him without telling im, because she had loved him. Bhe didn't love him any more, he was 100 con- veritioral, too puritanie, she didn't believe they would ever have got on well together even if he had forgiven. Forgiven--now and then when she thought of all she had "suffered, still suffered sometimes, she asked herself how any Foam would dare use the word for. give The scenes which Stoureed periodically with her mother, once a fortnight, some times more frequently, were in themselves, it seemed to her an expiation, and she was quite aware that, for the next few days, she would be exposed to those, and che made up her mind to them, just ag a person who goes out to sea is prepared for rough weather. They had been too busy, these two women, with their occupation of pleasure, which ha¢ become a sort of, in- dustry in London, in which there is more sweating than in a factory, more strenu- ous hours, and, if better food, very inade- quate sanitation, to find time to reproach or to parry questions. They were like two adversaries, who know that they must fight a duel, but who have proclaimed a tacit truce till they shall have liberty to fight at peace. Already her mother was preparing her arguments, the while Lady Judith wae laying up a storé of retorts with which to meet them, She had a few which ehe always kept in store for the hour of crieie, the final, the most telling of them all, though perhaps the most cruel wae when she eaid at times: ie all very well to blame me, but you shouldn't have allowed me to go and etay at the Lorraines alone, you new. what they were, I didn't It would not have convinced Judith if shé had been told that her mother had 60 congenial ghe ha Jumped at the idéa bi Judith going away without her for a few days, under the chaperonage Bill Fenwick, which, as someone said, was like tying one's daughter a bak to ¥- loon. . Even now, notwithstanding ail thal had Lady t bad 2 with a sigh of A a very pleasant week ghe had Judith wag aways She never allow memory lo 4 dwell on how the girl looked ed when she came .back, She had sent Jer to Paris, soi-disant to study art, 'with quite the right person, a Madame Dufour, who had once been a gort of companion governess of Judith's, and who, strange to otay, adored her; a really nice 'woman, called old. probably, out o on athy for her clethes, but who had reonalits, w. iat uy ade © of hry oung, Ma had while | ed her f 4s net iF ihe Noi will never pi Sid. i fi they | in. fact Li didn't Tg fo es A father. ware ead the ame o life a all, uiet man, much jiven hol tics, and supremely com they were in any way di he wanted them to 'be. and good he wes eure that it was coldne posed that her daughter wife's worldlin he ghter hadn't yet married, he put down to the fact that she was eo extremely good-looking, that she considered that there was plenty of a8 m possible. much m Bo neh 3a Aan his tather, rt had early found out that his mother, though devot- him when he was at home, 'was not worldly; he had also Jound knew how, that Judith but very fast--constitu- tional a 80 very beautiful that, in a so- ciety which is alwaye seeking something, Without quite knowing what, but certain t it hasn't got it, it was perhape only to he expected that if she had no fast, she would at least have bon fond of flirtation. She had discovered ab an rly age that she wag quite one of the rl beautiful women in London, and of one of th gartioulas types which at- tract men. he was most exquisitely formed. Lady Glancourt came of a Jamily of which all the members were A ing. There are families like that in Englan of which the very name evokes grace, and of which the distant relatives, even, seem to ehare the family distinction of good looks; in which a plain daughter or an ardinary-lookin aon is a phenomenon which ie talk t. And she Token «good, as nearly all beauties do, with something of the ex- fast, but ver, out, he har ly was not Foor ly, pression of a Madonna, a Madonna wiih A "espieglerie,". like those painted modern great painters, something like all of them; a little the look of Bodenhau- gon's Madonna, while her hair grew low in a natura! wave like .Sichel's, and the expression of the eyes reminded one of Defregger's. And later, without ite being perceptible, except to those who knew. her well, it had intensified, bringing a look of pain which, as the years went % made her rd more like the Madonna of Pari- sian Yes, at moments when she remembered, that wae her expression. Her coloring was exquigite, and her height, above the medium, wae not enough. to prevent the exquisite grace of her move- ments. An ideal woman outwardly, and the delight of dressmakers, photograph. ers, artiste, with just enough gouscion: be ness of it to make her appear to be 'be- etowing a eight of herself upon the public, and not enough to make one thin her Soneeited. Great beauties are rarely con- cei In the evening a little crowd would assemble at the door to see her go out to parties and balls, and it Had never been known that she was without a part. ner at a dance. All ehe required, someone had said, in order to become a professional beauty, was to marry. Yes, such beauty ag hers needed an impresario, But. Hitherto e¢he had not white hit it off with anyone ex- cept Sir Hubert Gresham, although she had ed offers which had not been to her In Some: men, who admired her °im- would yet have been afraid to a her to marry m. One amusing old man had said: u "Upon my word, ehe's too 0 preity for 'a wife, She onghs, to be placed in a shrine so that SYernt ody could come and eee her." And till the "malheur" she had led a happy: life, because of the constant ad: ulation high wae offered her every morn. ing anew, like dew. Even the maid dé lighted in running the ribbone in her un: derlinen, Till the malheur, she had been happy, even if her happiness was not based those foundations which seem to hold » them some of the attributes of immortal: ity. To be young, to be beautiful, to. be walloff, and above aM, to be well-dressed, to have a couple of horses to hunt with, and eno ugh Fields Bs to enjoy the mod- ern twa. could any girl desire? 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Re ee ably when ghe opinion everywhere riage altogether, a prospect Ww not for a moment find any response her part, or live a life of deceit, The latter did not dismay her. 'what all men did, and it didn't €eem affect their h happiness at all, After her past was her own, and of men, that women were to everything they were not sed By what right did they enforce i ing with heres! in a way which, gave partial and temporary' yet because it had e counterfeit sanity brought a little comfort, she to! herself that surely it was far better of girls, it seem be no possible doubt of that, It be [Be a eort of feminine sowing of oats dom 24 But there were other moments, realistic, terrible moments, when saw thins as they 7, ero, a) 3 to herself 'hat 3 ficult' for her to find a husband if ever leaked out. And who. tell nat it wouldn't. Dufour, ghe was safe She was profoundly unh , with an un- y hich Y ton luetingtively she had ever. been, even at the time of the '"mal- had ever and that hencefor- ward either eho would have to forego mar. hich | did It wae stran, Pp Argn if it only satisfaction, to her hat there a ould like @ frivolous man, she would be all the Tots likely to settle down into those she in the night, or was ill," when she t would be very dif- any- Dear old Stadame Hy enough, and the man | she did talk of thei ac ther down. than the shame of on | be? her beant 10 or who d all into quiescence, oo should marry oid loathed, and who : e idea many months, some man woul eir successes, bi and often invent them. Bhe ed never, ithe felt quite sure, in bewilderment, that she had not heard a 'When she ought of LometBing seem med o& her h that wae more than shame of the shame of whether anyone, anyone knew the story, hie himself, not think he had ever poker,' and yet, in these days, hoy men door open fur. this from her very air, something the fact, was much worse If it leaked out, what would her chances. One or 8 very few, and those few not ng, to marry some old man 'for his money and position, who 0 Was taken with enough to n't believe what he had heard, whom she could faeci take pity on her, nate and magnetize or Same. man of {or position, who wanted to glety, and -whom she would despised her. Or, worst of er out of her mother's eu that ghe infer: Eioplie, alle he festion, the man, of all the trouble, itd man ghe Pated ipo | neither wealth nor any particular position, except that of Bgliire of dames and buffoon to society. ghe had fostered mow for .s0 restiided the hope that "Bo desperately on love with her that he would not oars. a had hoped that Sir Hubert Sresham. round: be that man. Now she had siderably less: confident of Bor gover. And as these thoughts revolved 'ag ' again, like a ite cage, aud ane]. ierselt Nhether A would, ever be. pocs oe. e ag ain, to back to where she had start Tol Aron Ly to so forget ae to bewitch and iit, by innocence? . ? Often and often ehe had wondered whe i ther it had made any difference imp her. - manner, her looks, éven in the she eaid? Sometimes she fa her gnothen said A thing, 1 mariage. Ae 'the season th, but no Soe Glaucourt. naw that ~ that thing. 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