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; ETC. Satisfactory. ' '“ I: hand or mack: '. leather or doti Tank for 25:. H 5c. LINDSAY 'HERUP, ‘ES-â€" The R vs, The Dog I‘ght he not be pleased to find obedient and humble. and reWard with a. smile and a whispered 0rd of kindness. and draw her hand tithin his arm and press it softly. as did last night. and say. “Can’t he better friends than we are. Yolande?"â€"when she would: whisper ‘d-L-“Ym. Dallas, if you Wish." {CW v1 v1 t another Wgr Yolanda replies chilling”; and, d. turm-d nWay, . A- gA~noknr In 11m at the scene her romantic fancy 'iures up. at the wild hopes that hsfore her in rainbow hues of ‘0. When Lady Maria's voice ’ $5 the spell. ."\0W. Mrs. Glynne.” she says. Plaintive cheerfulneSS. "YO“ ”fie: me go through my muscular With the Buffer-Muller maâ€" “WV repeats Ludx Maria. as she “‘5 in her swiwring Wooden chair. W13“ at dangling ropes and press- i"é'fiovm clicking ba1s like treadlcs. is my leg and arm exercise," “Wilkins, with palpable pride 95" 385119 has tugged and clicked for minutes. \".11w these 1111: the ex- :41?” Pia-385. " Lam Maria. goes h, Shilling at Yolande's frightened h M elevating her feet. so that has fit into sockets from un- Emu; ba1 of the machine. like “10.111 her chair, is pulled ”53 and forwards in a man- ”horribly tuggestive of the Holy :M New I must. have the Spinal M "It: but of couise for that I “‘8 f3: Isabelle to work the “Poo-pa " says Lady Maria. if?” in stretching herself at m on a. sloping bane-covered 'hich slides out slowly on rol- mlava her extended 18)" hub in her long narrow-red mm mm!“ the ropes and tree- him Moment her faithful Ila- gr; “numbing? It is now half- as. ."°1'e. and I have only got. to gml'wud; you have neglected ’ n . v- '7 weather dreaded visit to Lady in the endeavor t5 forget. .. Dallas Glynnc. her husband. thegirl he loves -â€" to forget. the oftwo fair heads side by side, "gpair of bright. blue eyes smil- ‘into pair of bright grayâ€"blag in mutual understanding and 3.1m}. impIicitly believing rs. v'sulse words. _shc thinks per- he?" is it that you are absent at - OCIOCR, Isabelle,” Lady Elsi: rL‘m’oachfully, “when 370}! “necessary punctuality 18 Yoigfitâ€"ie's heart is throbbing mad- {\nd Yolande is obliged to at:- W as pleasmtly as she can. 3" the hot tears starting to her "5 and her heart. aching with wild M I ll Lady m: ISabelle. . ed tom “a named} in o. gratgfl , a: Mmgui Y. on will nishwin “WI gm. if y rs that u but mbfieexhuustgd gum I do fee 0! do . 3:“ ran ‘ mm Side: v M I Vperhaps uh! " repeats Lady in her swinging g at. dangling n mu clicking but is my leg and Wins, with pal '9 has tugged a flutes. "Now t} n Planes." Lad: two. three! yeplia, dc You t the D v-carelé I told you I did not Were equal to your ex- !noming. I know the of one of that lady' 8 ‘1' Frustration of your from the depressing in- ! unsympathetic prea- 3. deftly kneading Lafiy b31411 of dough. \‘ If I. my lady," the devot- talki a., until Joyce mu.‘ side. and pressed her ous and pretty con- with them. a, small par 111 if you 0“ ‘ of your CO I a S‘Veetiy l ' blue eyes 1 for the girl r pale and g 10 :1 XVII. ive put all party. we you don' t give our company. .eetiy sarcastic eyes gleaming he cirlish bride but the sting ) n )U IS evening. ostion this (1 join him oping that Dfi her Vis" m'ce Mur- One. two . 3 at Jeast. r. seeking Lor. Dallas this long, xrsion, re- lness and grave. I have an Miés Mur- ingly. and. society OCTOBER 2nd. ’ "1909; she discover the Cure "truth" - m- vicious hiss'-â€" “of the alarming . she [Very thoughtlessly m‘ofina‘ 1.6 you. His lordship is not perceptib- ly worse, I assure your laflyship. Ho is ‘8. little weaker, "as I tefilbou. uld Doctor Bleyce w‘as‘not satisfied un- til Sir Gregory Parker wan tele- graphed for. not an hour ago As \ou know Lndv Maria, I was in vour room then. so I could not. pos- siblv hear the news The Earl did not sleep well last night, and seems to be slowly but painlessly losing ground. as I told you. This informa- tion I have had freshly conveyed to me bv the Earl’ a nurse, not live min- utes since. and â€"- I have spoken to the Viscount as well. ” “Of course! Of course. Isabelle Lady Maria says apologetically. ”I was only amazed to think that. aunt Murray had any information that vou had not, knowing, of course, that you repeat faithfully to me every- thing that the Viscount tells you. ’0' . course, my lady,” the meek and faithful creature says calmly. “Of course!" repeats Lady Mario. decisively. ‘_‘I knew eunt Murray was exaggerating} ’ At this a faint swift hope dam in Yolande's heart. “Has Captain Glynne gone out, do you know, mademoiselle‘?" she asks carelessly. “0h. no~at least. I think not! Miss Powys and her bfiother went. with them." mademoeselle answers absently. "They will lunch at Pen- mnwr. of course. There is such de- Jicious bread-and-chcese to be had there. and home-brewed ale. and 0.11 sorts of nice things!" “Oh, yes!" madcmoiselle replies briefly. It is no part of her scheme to spare Yolande' s feelings. “He and Miss Murmv went out. an hour ago, up the hills as {u as Penmawr. I be- ‘ .1eVe.’ "'Alone?" Lady Maria. asks. with a scandalised emphasis. and a Warning glance at. Yolanda which her devoted durse is too busy to see. ‘ Penmawr. is five miles away,” Lady Maria. observes. “Oh. yes!" mademoiselle say quietly.‘ They can't be back until the evening. Ten miles across the hiils is no joke.” "You were ‘afriad of the fatigue. I suppose. dear?” Lady Maria. says. with an inquisitive look at Yolandc. “You don't look strong. It would have been too much for you." “Yes.” Yolande answers. in a dull voice. “I could not have borne it." .And then she rises and bids Lady Maria good morning. resisting a. pressing invitation to try the Butlerâ€" Muner method of exercising her must-Ms. or the eflects of the gal- vanic battery. or a dose of ante- luncheon hitters, or any of the se- ‘ductions of“ Lady Maria's delightful retreat. She escapes them all. and gets away to her own room to spend the long. weary day‘alone. "":z' “Isabelle," Lady Maria. says, de- sisting a. minute from~ anxiously feeling her own pulse, "why has Captain Glynne gone on with Miss Murray and left. his young wife at. home?"‘ ' ‘ I‘v-Ov . -"1 am Sun I don’t know. Lady Maria." Miss Glover replies. with a little moue of puzzled inquiry. “It doesn‘t seem very attentive or loving conduct on the part of a bridegroom. I think.“ Lady Maria observes severely. “I disapprove of course of lovemaking and devoted fondness and all that sort of thing extremely, and consider it in very bad taste for a married couple to display "their fondness for each other openly: but I certainly disapprove of quite marked indiflerencc to each other's society. It is equally in bad taste until people have been mar- ried a year or so -â€" or unless special circumstances oblige them to be very much apart. ' ' fiver; bad taste, indeed, as your ladyship *‘saysfl’ responds mademâ€" oiselle. goes on angrily â€" her blue-eyed. golden-haired. gay, young cousin is no favorite with the faded, sickly in- valid â€" “I think Joyce might have had the decency not to permit Dalâ€" las Glynne openly to neglect his young wife for her so soon! Every one knows that there Was some en- gagement. or nonsense of that kind between her and Dallas Glynne formerly." we!!! a“! Ullw. "Not beef-tea toâ€"day, Isabelle," Lady Maria says » anxiously. “I fancied it did not agree with me very well yesterday." “Clear gravy soup, then," our gests the devoted attendant. “or at you, Isabeile! have not been Very long vice, or you would know that green ‘ ‘And Joyce. too," éspecially consider myself “c d n Lady Mar" . of sorrowful im- a m W3 in Led pew. for few so eafly deadly poison Lady Maria Miss Joyce Del-knee. within and “MN dnrknws ell ebout her. darkneel ll her heart! Yolande Glynne. e. (1000‘ lulu. forlorn bride, not three week! mmled and already negle by her husband. begins to refine her poaltion. to pity herself, and to weep .bltter tears about herself In girlish, heart-broken grief and 0-1130"- But, when the long, long day wear. on, and .the sunshine fades. and th. blue ekles are darkly clouded in one of April'e changelul moods. and “1° afternoon wanes quickly, lowerint skies and soughing wind and chill blasts of rain betokening a wet and stormy evening, the poor little mar- ried girl's mood changes pitilully. -AL-..b blast. 0! rain betokening a. wet. and stormy evening. the poor little ml!- ricd girl’s mood changes pitifully- "The whole live-long day withou‘ one sight of his face!" This 1. what she is saying’to herself now. as she sits in the gloamixig in her chill. gloomy bed-room. u“'â€"â€"v “He is not coming -â€" not cominzi Not one sign of him â€"- for I have never taken my eyes on that bend of the carriage road beyond the trees. No sign of him yet. and it is nwly six o'clock. I have not seen him since ten this morning. He has been gone more than seVen hours â€"- all the day â€" he and J eyes/Murray to- gether. Oh. Dallas, Dallas. you need not insult me so cruelly end shamefully â€" you need not let every one see I em a. poor. unloved. de- spised creature you married for her money! 0h, Dallas, my darling. you need not degrade yourself so!" She has been sitting there without stirring or changing her position ior hours. ever since the afternoon be- gun to wane, and she has expeCted the returning party from their lonK mountain excursion every minute. She has left the drawing-room. where indeed she was sitting in soli- tary grandeur. as Mrs. Murray. with cold oourtesv. begged her to excuse her. from keeping her company. "I must be in my own room. ready nt any moment the Earl's nurse wishes to speak to me." she says vaguely. the truth being that she is keeping :1 close and jealous Watch on madcmoiselle's movements. lest she supplant her as supernumo erary heed nurse in the dying Earl’s room. I UV.-. Mademoiselle has been sent aeveral times with messages to the nurse or to the Viscount. when in his lathâ€" er's apartments. by Lady Maria. or on behalfof Lady Maria herselt. and mademolselle stays -‘ there sometimes. and takes the nurse's place for half an hour. and sees the doctor come- times.‘ and know: everything. and understands everything, and in gen- erally invaluable. But lire. Hur- ray feels she could cheerfully strangle mademoiselle, The rights of relationshfi). the privileges of birth and of old acquaintanceship all seem to melt away as barriers before the detestable. cunning. ubi- quitous person who has not been in the house three weeks. Lady Karin says. with ungrateful candor. that she never met' any one who understood her so Well as Mademoiselle Gautier. m Vis- count. in his grave. sententlous man: ner. declares that mademoiselle is “a most eatimable young lady," and that her serViws are “peculiarly valuable to Lady Maria." So Yolande. being left quite alone. and dreading Lady Maria's arrival in the drawing - room. has gone to her ovum grand. cheerlees room. and has there shut herself in from every one. Her maid has brought her some tea at five o'clock, which she drinks sitting in the window recess still. pretending to read the while, lest Pitts should discover she is watching for her husband. 53". uâ€"- _ -v Pitts. however. sharp-eyed. quick- eared waiting-woman that she is. is well acquainted with all the secrets of her young mistress's married life. I-‘M6 y. uv- Jvâ€"w She brings 1;:- mistrws the latest news of the household. with her cup ing. they say. ma'am," nus wua her. with bated breath. “And Sir Gregory Parker is expected about. nine toâ€"night. They are saying. ma'am. that his lordship. the Earl" â€"Pitts loves titlesâ€"“will hardly live through another twentyâ€"four hours." “Has Captain Glynne come Ducx yet. do you knOW. Pitts?" Yokzndc asks, with an assumption of card'ess- ness. her eyes fixed on a. page of the: novel as she sips her teap, “No, ma'am. they haven't come back yet," Pitts answers. with a touch of resentfulness in her voice. "They haven't come back yet!" Yoâ€" landa: repeats. tossing aside the vn- read book. the pages of which are wet with fast-falling tears. "They ‘-.L ‘lnnn' -v.._ v__ wet. with fist-falling tears. "They are together. and I am left aione! Oh, what. shun I do? What shall I do? How shall I live this dreadful life " She sobs piteously, and then checks herself. [at “they" see the signs of weeping disfiguring her tune and despise her. - - a ....I on. fills lordship. the pan}, CHAPTER XVIII. ' ml of velvet. around her roat she fastens three small brilliants; then she puts in and ear studs and dons her glee. a horse shoe of dis.- 1 the one and one large to sink- itts tells areas and the almonds. sum of the fair whim {we and tho shining dark hair and brown above the deep Ino- troml eyes. startle- even heme". "V‘u VJW. Dip-Iva“ 'vvâ€" ..v_ - And, as the gazes. earnestly. with- out. one touch'of ”lash \mity. o sudden. wild, tond'hopo fights and flush. the unable-p310 face into beauty. Would that the could no Dallas now. meet one admiring look from his eyes such as he gave her last. night. hurry to his sidet closp her arms about his neck. and his him quickly. lest her courage should fail! Surely he has returned by this time. {or she heard footsteps in the And. with her hand- pressed tightly over her heart. to still its loud throbbing. Yolanda hurries softly to the door communicating with her husband's room. and “stem: breath- lessly. The door is locked. but the key is on her side: and. nerving herself to the daring act. she unlocks the door stealthily. and cautiously poops in. There is no one there: and. Vtrembling and laughing at herself. Yohmde ventures in step by step, and gases nbnut her with strange interest. It is the first time she ha ever dared to enter her husband's apart- ment. and she is terrified now at the thought 0! his entering and finding her there. Yolanda fingers the “my brushes. touches the razors with s tremor at four. resisting s. violent longint! to open one of the shining blades. peeps into the dressing case. and lmnrhs when she sees cosmethue end violet powder and mucussur oil. and "hrillinntine" and choice perfumes and pastes and laments. "Oh. you vain fellow. and you so handsome already!" she says. smilâ€" inc: dclightedly. at her dlseovcrv. ”I should so like to see Dallas wav- ing and twisting up his moustache. and powdering and pertaining him- self like a. professions) beauty. Oh. you bad boy!" And then Fatims's mishap-Mulls this too-curious bride elm. 0 bottle of macassar on replacing the fatal door key. She hss the bottle in her hand with the stopper out. when she catches the sound of quick- ly approaching steps. The bottle. heedlessly restored. Without its stopper. to its plans upon the table. treacherously tumbles over. and from it pours s. scented rose-colored stream over the razor case. the Yolande has barely than to realize the ruin she has wrought ere she eu- cnpes into her own room. panting and lnughtng. yet. dreadfully (right- mix. She lock- the door. and stands listening. who also beam 0. loud exclamation of dismay; it. is not, however. Dallas'- voice, but in his servant’s! "Just time {on me to make my ea- cape!" she thinks. too flux-tied quite to realize that she is leaving an i.- nocent person to under blame. “I had better go down stairs at once." Yolanda decide- reluctantiy ”and be out of the way 0! awkward inquiries.” _-_..- . 1_. ___A .u.‘__- -we She has a childish dread of proâ€" v‘oking her husband's anger. and fairly trembles with fear as to flat. he may say to hcr in his displeasure at her entering his room and med-â€" dling with his toilet table. But there is no sound of Captain Glynne's dear imperious tones in the dressing room; and. as Yolanda passes slowly along the corridor on her way down stairs. she sees that. Joyce Murray's room is unoccupied save by her maid, who is quietly sewing in white not quilling into an evening dress. , A. ‘1- They have not yet returned. Yo- landa is convinced. It is twenty minutes to seven now. quite dusk. and rain is falling. The wind has risen also. and is howling through the yet leafless laces. and wailing and moaning around the gables and chimney pots of Pentreath Plane, which stands on high ground_. Oh, what if something has happen- ed? What if Dallas should never r turn? The house is silent -â€" silent as the grave save for the moaning wind and some low-toned voices in the Earl's sitting room. where nurses and watchers are waiting for Death. What if an accident has happened to Dallas â€"â€" she never remembers Joyce Murray now â€" and if the shadows of funeral gloom which seem closing about her are but an omen of some awful calamity which is about to beâ€" fall her? What if Dallas be dead â€"â€"- if she will never more see a smile in those gray-blue eyes. never more hear the tones of the proud. calm voice which has such magic power to stir the pulses of her heart? Oh. to see Dallas and clasp his hand, and look upon him in his handsome, stalwart manhood. and forgive him anything, everything be- cause he is as “the light 0! the eyes" to her! ‘ ' I 7â€"4.1!- There is a crimsonâ€"dyed sheepskin before the drawingâ€"room door. and Yolanda. standing on it. pauses u moment. while she softly turns the handle, dreading in truth to en- countu' either Mrs. Hurray or Lady Maria. just. now. There is only the glow o! the bright. firefight. in the room. and the radiance of one crimson-shaded lamp. The window blinds have not. yet been drawn. and in the gray. wild evening. from amid the tossing trees and driving rein. beneath the stormy clouds of coming night. 3 Waytarer might well look with denoâ€" lape. envious eyes at. the warmth and pleasantnesa within. at. the pie- turesque group in the firefight. on the big Persian rug: ‘A very pretty girl is lying buck wearin and resuully in n satinâ€" cushionod rocking chair. drinking um. and smiling down languidly at the outstretched figure 0! a. hand some voumrmnn 2vimoutlnm‘ youn Is. girl is lying bad: 'I‘henshe picks upheroealskincape sunny in . uunâ€" wd black page Wu K chair. drinking “1 really must. disappear now. [own languidty at 901118." she 8388. laughing. "and figure 01 ‘ hand I should advise you m do tho nuan- yinaoothomd (W! .159}- v _ III“ 'I . ncr leer-"- 0pr Dunno Glynn, in his old invorito position. and pretty mu Joye. Inn-n.1, with tumbled golden hair all bright lashed ducks and ooitly undo-ed cyan. Iron the hodthml intiguo o! their six honu' long mountain excursion together. "We're in a. diagnoelul mu 0! mud and damp. Dull”. both 0! m.” Joyce l- aying. u all. lazily head- down {or his cup. which be as lazily hudsuptoher.andthentukaup the little silver tea pot. of the tele- a-bete service on the table beside her. “It. We: delicious; but I'm awfully timed: aren't you? I wish dinâ€" ner was an hour 06â€"" VAnd then they became simultane- ously gum of Yolande'l presence. She pause- but to: (murmurs. in sheer surprise and bewnflevan. but. it. is long enough. W JR; â€" Ins Glynne nor Joyce Hurray will ever forget. the incident. or {or-met, her as she looked just then. graceful. elegant. disdainful. making them both for a. few moments teel a. little afraid of her. a little ashamed of themselves. Joyce was the first to meover her» self with a gay laugh. ' "0h. Mrs. Glynnc!" she exclaims. "What a reproach to us! You are dressed already for dinner. and Capâ€" minGlynneandlarenocfitmbe seen! I was just. saying how disc gracefully wet and muddy we were." “You both seem ratha' oblivious of the flight. of time certainly." Yo- !ande retorta coolly; “it is c quar- ter to seven now." She experiences no leeling at run- ger. or excitement, or indeed emo- tion of any kind. beyond situate. stupefied feeling of dun contempt. and despair â€"- contempt for herself as well as {or them. despair tor her own future. “Your‘ mountain will: Was rather a long one, wasn't it?" she says. with a. faint icy smile. looking from one to the other composedly. “I was rather anxious as to what had become of you both: but I need not have been'. I see. You took care 0! each other. And your mother kindly assured me this morning that she had placed my husband under your guardianship for the day. Miss Murâ€" ray." All this is said easily. smilingly. with a cold. Woman-olâ€"theworld in- diaerencc which is too careless for scorn. and which aim Dallas Glynnc worsc'than teal-l u- whamm- ing would hove do". . '"She despises no." in tells him- self. "and I deservcit. It Was wry bad form 01 me to so on to: the whole day with Joyce and have her at home! By Jove, Yolanda looks this evening a if she could pay me back in my owncoin! What; strange girl ch: in! I'm not by any means sure I quite understand her." And Joyce nay- inwardlyâ€"- “How veryictupid of mm to say anything of the kind! She knows that null:- Glynnc'c vim must lute no and ho awfully jenlou 0‘ MO. :w: w v mm”. a!“ Ontario Bank Block CHAPTER XIX. And EngraleLg: '. H ughan’s Satisfaction Guaranteed. «DONE AT ffiRMS [01’ SH“? I. PORTER. ngW“ 0" FALL SUITINES dwelling: frame burn 90:40 atone toundttion; was {or 85 106 m. 95 plow land. LINDSAY PAGE