0052.00 out. Of 1149.00 3 758.“ 1224.00 3 73.†1826 1586.00 $1043.†2080.00 5130:... L" ' . and. kneeling at. her 1731-00 31154». helm his fair handsome head )n upon bf arm. “Give me Na. 1!! and a kiss. Yolande. for a re 1460 00 s 884.00 ." he says coaxingly. ondon't. care for my smiles or m fuses either," Yolande answers, 3. with a heaving breast, her mixing with anguish. brow darkens sullenly at. this, he rises to. his feet. .V don't you let. bygone: be m in . ' he cries resentfully. 1775.00 5119-†dMum. think they were by- †" Yolanda answers, rising n, “I have no reason to think 1550.00 81035-3" “You must admit." 1")“ allude to my having gone out n . m Wlm Murray to-day, I sup- †Dallas says, coloring, and ng his moustache angrily. “1 2080.00 $1313.†F00. bat you refused to come 1350.00 3 95¢“ 14 117 794.00 S 504.“ 600.00 S 388.“ 492-00 5 310.00 463.00 3 E In. 15.00 8111â€. 1n ittle . loll day $1340.“ $1100.†$1634.“ 0“,. - "f" 1806- How could you be "° m. in heart, or'mind, or “noel “I“ expect it." . t“! that!" Dallas exclaiml ' M‘ï¬Ya softening. â€You “PM. it! My own little wile. Md!“- your husband love Wat war: a share in‘ ~Y ’ um 'iSh you wouldn't talk ‘ . ._‘ . nonsense!" cries Dallas, ' n. the? '9ndet how you can i." he “Sing such cruel things. .. ““8 reproachfully. “I! I ' ,2“ Yoman before I mar- ’ "3‘“- IS no reason why I ‘ “I, 'e to love you 110?. Wald not time happily km to ly Wther." WI“ "0 Women at. the name tag?!“ asks scornfully, starâ€" M tlhrdzugh her tears. "No. . n't Wu.“ :1 share in‘ W.†no“ I high u... â€"-..14-'o,4-|Ip 11m curt be inï¬delity where sum was ï¬delity." Yolanda 2:. in the same calm dreary h '70“ never cared for me, “â€000 hour; your love was all PM t° 30m one else before I ever in“ â€â€œ1800 How could you be “abide {acclaim him on his In the hearthrug «nth _the ill ï¬reï¬ght shining on his panned. red-gold hair. on his kind brow and thick curling I Na. she wonders it flew in mbody so handsome and and lovable! me, dear,†he goes on. lock- mm z guy smile as he breaks Hint box to feed the blaze; Lasting his ï¬ngers in his gill: w“ are insulting me!†Dallas â€again, angrily reproachful “It: accusing me. your lawful 0! inï¬delity of heart and M tovud you n pardon." she saw. in mm. and trying to thrust "m, "If you let me go. “you. .you will not be an: fl“ my stupid tears!" 5.â€; moyed â€" I am grieV- hum. Glynne responds. ’not PM]! “Let us shut this â€Income into my room. This EM mausoleum of yours is It.†give you your death of I nownder you are half froz- Il'am't wanted." 10! are insulting me, Yolanda mm. through his clenched ‘5 M his eyes blaze with ï¬erce "’ intact," Yolande retorts, turn- !Iay with a. haggard look or "‘33- "I am only stating a. â€Wmâ€"that. you had chosen the P“! you preferred. and did not bathe door. places her in an chair. and drawing the red emâ€" d the ï¬re carefufly together. anthem some paper. a. handful matches. and a. little coal. "Int . capital housetï¬aid I F†mace 1. don't! †WW' '0 . ’9“ tell me! ï¬th his museum is slight. indeed: be- » â€a.“ ‘ . as she. offers us not ML}. lam to hers- 3- .4 10W" ’ by the laws of Church 'Wbfl mnited and almost Pu.“ â€a â€slit! .â€" stand now “I’d ma. gazing at. each i.“ . fl “lance, until tho mom-um! eyes m B: a you mean . '9 pl.†not my darlmfl'? D81- ‘ W but 111 husky. Yolande admits cuftly L. sowing miserably. I: in spite of herself. of ad anger, her jealousy m, “You are cruel. n .0, captain Glynne!" [intend then that we shall ng this cat-andâ€"dog ex- â€"hs :sks. his lips tremâ€" “Se but with a dull in- “ a his heart. For, in '3‘. '33. the love of this ntter with you. my nan?" he whispers. “Don't. cry 80. Yo- »: are bedewing ma to hers oC'l‘Omm “2319-, “Part!" in†mu his face pu- ing. “Certainly, it you desire it. No open scandal, you know! I won't ,permit that: " a... DA an repulse. his caresses and «I1 ‘ authority, seems to ha.†In ‘3 mom a ; dam and m desirable Won than Judi flu"- my '3 ï¬elds fondness. ‘Nc," Yolande answers m. “I Was coming to speak to you on that subject. just nowâ€"(.0 propose tint we shouid part." "You couldn’t. help permitting it." I were base aï¬d (aimless to yOu. ro- gardless of your feelings and of q)- pearanccs! " retorts Yolanda sharply and passionately. ‘ Yolande answers. inmsad, half in- audible tone, her mind misgiving her, her conscience repro ‘ her. her heart. bewailing the la: vanishing hope of her lost love. "I thought of going up to London â€to-monow morning. 1110 not, care to stay here. It -â€" is â€" mther miserable for me, and â€"-" ionely." § A “As I am to you. that means.†Dallas says. â€Very well. 'Sinoe you think so badly of me'. ,we had cer- tainly beiter part. What. do you in- tend doingâ€"i1 I may inquire?" “There; is a. piteoué quiveE'ing of the,soft. lips, and a tremor in the sorrowml voice, as ‘Yolande turns her head away quickly. ' _ , “Captain (ilynhe's ‘ eyes brighten with a smile. . .. , "Poor little soul!" he tells him- self. "She is trying dreadfully hard to steel herself against me." â€I must! ask you to remain over to - morrow." he says. speaking in a different tone. "I cannot leave Pentreath as long as the Earl sur- vives. for I have not seen him yet. though I believe he wishes to see me. So. as I must escort. you. you see you must kindly defer your journey for two or three days long- er." , "I wislf to go back to Rntlmd Gardens. to aunt. Karen. 0! course," "No. you can’t tavcl with Pittsi" Captain lenne respbnds shortly, his voice changing also. and the smile illumining‘ his eyes grow- ing brighter. ‘ ‘ â€" #_-L II “I can travel with Pitts. " Yolanda nhiccts: but the voice is yielding and vcrv unsteady. and. the tip of her foreï¬nger is most industriously trac- ing every curve and line of the "‘e v- -o-â€"-v- - “I â€" I don't see why I cannot." Yolande says, with a last ï¬erce mu- tinous effort. ' ' “Because. whatever. you think of me," he remarks gently. “I would not for the world‘ offer you a. public slight. ,We have not been married a mOnth. Yolanda. and, if I were to stay here and suï¬er you to go to London alone. it would publish our mutual unhappiness to everyone. You don't wish that. I am sure?" Avâ€" ‘wâ€" ' Yolanda" _ shakes her head. and n smothered convulsive sob is his an- swer. ' “You don‘. wish to rpunish me for my unfortunate involuntary wrongs tovmrds you quite so severely. I hope?" he continues. with his hand laid on her arm â€"- and a. pretty arm, it is. Dallas notices â€"- a. slim. girlish. pink-white arm. which he feels an nlmost irresistible longing to kiss. “If I met a woman before I met you, or heard of you. or saw you. and loved her ï¬rst, you can scarcely lay it to my charge as a. willful wrong, can you?" “No." Yolande answers. listening only too gladly and eagerly to the dear voice which persuades her. “It Was not that. I did not blame you for â€" for â€"- loving her" -â€" in a. piti- ful trembling whisper. “She is very pretty and elegant; and attractive. I know well. But, if you had only told me. the truth plainly and frank- ly! If you hadn’t led me to believe that you cared for me!" "But I did care (or you. Yo- lande!“ he declares. smiling, and slipping his arm around her waist. “I shouldn't have married you. if. i had not thought you were a sweet. lovable, ladylike girl whom I felt proud! and pleased to call my wife. and with whom I hoped to spend many happy years." ‘ ‘ ‘ Jâ€"AM.‘ m ._._ . (is v Captain GIynne's fair, handsome head is resting on hers. with its coils of silken browg hair. and his right hand meets his left. anionirst. the laces and ribbons at. Yolande's waist. It is rather dull, this wooing of one’a own wife; but. it. is an ex- perience by no means lacking in pleasantness or piquancy, Dallas ad- mits- -- - . have taken this tone the ï¬rst," he thinks. 1611. “I should have at honeymoon, I dare mid she it I had humâ€" murmurs...“ “outline hr band kisses. He bu loved Jove- array -- my. he loves her 30'- 4_ ugh he tries. because he‘ia mar- gied, to quell his love.‘ Nothing can hndo that. or alter it. J oyoe Mum has his ï¬rst; best love â€" that in II! irrevocable fact. \ .“Not very long, I suppose. in' any case." Dallasaepliu. “Until W the poor old Earl is gone. you kno'. dear." And Yolande wonder: me“- with the eelflsh hopefulnese of youth. how long it will be ere the lest sand! of the old man's life will have run out; end Dallas. trembling between hope and fear, wonders whether the Earl has put his name down in hill wi}! (or n- lump sum. as well as for the regula- allowanee which in paid to him from the estate, eh it I†to his father before him. He has a good many debts. which. though notindividually very serious. are hampering him somewhat. and of which he is most unwilling - that the existence should come to the knowledge of Yolande or her trus- tees. The small sum of two hundred a year, which is his allowance for pocket money under his marriage settlement until Yolande inherits her uncle's and aunt's fortunes. will be forestalled for years to clear on these debts. unless the Earl has re- membered him'with a stray thousand pounds or so. "Dallas. you won’t be angry. will you. if I say somethinc?" Yolnnde whispers falteringly,'flushing and creeping closer to him. "No dear; I hope not. " Dana: un- swcrs. guessing what is coming. "You won't make me so miserable again as I have been to-day. will you?" she pleads humbly and tender- ly. caressing his hand. but, not. ven- turing to look up into his face. â€I havebeen so unhappy to-day -- oh. so unhappy. dear!" "Jealous?" -â€" and Dallas smiles. as he chucks her under the chin. “No. dear. I'll give you no real cause for unhappiness on that score. I can't answer for inmginary'causes. ybu know." 7 "I shall not make unhappiness {or mvself without a real cause Dal- las. " Yolanda savs. with a sigh. "You shall have no real cause. my darl‘ng!†Dallas assures her anec- tionntely. but, wonder-Inc at the same time. with «rim amusement. how he could contrive to keep Yo- lande and Joyce on good terms with him and each other while they all remain under the same roof. “I almost, wish. upoany word. that Yolande would go up to Lon- don in the morning." he thinks. "I have a prwentiment that. mischief will come of her visit here. I have felt it. all dong.†“Well. I Won't. worry you about. imaginary grievances, my dearest." Jealous‘Yolmde uys fondly. her pale face lighting up anew with hapâ€" py hope. as she dutifully kisses ‘her lord's hand in gratitude for :his goodness to her. As she does .so. she misses one well known gewgaw from the slender ï¬ngers. ' over it. are max are mrried Over again.†“Don't!" he says irritably and sharply, pushing her hand aWay. “No, no! It isn't here!" And he is so startled to ï¬nd that Joyce's ring is not in his vest pocket, where he thought he had placed it. that he loses his presence of mind. \ He looks about on the carpet eagâ€" erly, then thrusts his ï¬ngers into the pocket on the right side of his vest. and. getting somewhat distrustâ€" ed. jerks the ring up for h moment into-the light, as he gropes after it. The diamonds. catching the ï¬rth light. emit a scintillating ray. and Yolande sees it. ~ "Oh, Dallas. what is that?" she asks, with open-eyed amazement.."A diamond ring! Oh, it is a. splendid one. I know! Do let me see it dear! It's yours, isn’t 'it?" “Noâ€"that inâ€"it isn't mine-â€" it's only ’3 Iriend’sâ€"lent it to me â€" at least, to take to the hamlet“. when 1 go up to town. ‘ mething's the matter with the setting of one o! the as he starts up I his dresSinm' Cl‘Uuynus v 7"- For, as by a lightning flash. all 18 revealed to her. as she stands there. her ,angered‘ spirit clearly perceives what, her husband is trying to con- coal from her. An icy shudder of wrath and excitement shakes her from head to (opp. __- :59" gm “You might let me» see u persists in a. cold, quiet v0 lowing him. ‘ “Well. there!" he says, In to her in sullen desperation; lande examines the ting at in silence. ln anon-W. â€It is a. beautflul ring," she re- marks at length, handing it. back to him -- “a beaub‘ful ring, and 1 should think a valuabie one. You got. that. toâ€"day in exchange for yours. I saw your red cameo ring on at. breakfast, time. This is a pledge of future ï¬delity from you; lady love, I suppose?" There is not a. trace of anger or cXCitement. in her voice: she oven 0 Aging; lunch .â€" thougb 8 that. of death the may “PS- Dallas, in his m‘ grct can not ï¬nd Ipu. in his mortiï¬cation rgpd re- not ï¬nd a, word to say. No it! of himwlf, angry with and humbled before her, minted and Toved him only sayâ€"“Now Dallas. '0 ot a. 'u'ace of anger or in her voice: shc chn cold, mirthlcss laugh â€"â€" ' h puller ilike av- .. '3 cold. quiet. V0)“ n; and Y0†attentively asks. and with- how lol- V'w-- vâ€".â€" 'v “Come Ms" he‘eriee hurriedly. "Yolande, do you beat me? Come back. I tell you!" "No. thank you." she replies. with a. slight. seornful laugh. closing the door. But the next moment it is snatched book from her hand. and her husband stands in the doorway. his eyes lurid with rest and excite- ment. ‘ t "Yolande,". he any! slowly. “if you leave me now in anger end jealousy. refusing any explanation or any apology for â€" for -- what has annoyed you. and sttrihutinx the worst motives to me, I tell you once and for all it is the last time that you and I shall be more than Smite?! to each other! You have. had your innings and have treated me with unwifely disobedience and injustice since the day we were mm ricd -â€" it is my turn now! I have Plended with you for your affection and for forgiveness fo'r the trouble I caused you; new I 'tell you I will put‘ up with your disdainnnd cold- ness, your sire and tempers. no. longer â€" I an tired of them!" ' "And I am tired of putting up with your neglect and unkindneea. and your insulting admiration and preference for another women -â€" vaunted before my face. end carried to the utmost lengths behind my ‘ back!" retorts Yolwde. reckless and desperate. . x now from fox-yard. putting excitementi "Rtther o. topeleu thing (of poor Min Mum. it she is wultlng for my death!" at. «ya wimwy. "W. us both nun: yam. you 000. and ah. I: flu years 01110! than I. Thank you for a pleasant visit!" She laughs .- the tuna the handle of‘the door of her’room; and Dallas. who has been standing stock-still. Dallas bits his lip to prevent ms uttering stronger words than hers. “You have heard what I said, Yo. lande.†he says. speaking .quietly. but with dimculty. "I! you leave my room now. you shall never enter it again with my permission: you and I shall be strangers to the end of our lives..unless you come back to me now as my submissive wife!" "I am to be your 'suhmisr give wife' and Joyceï¬ Hurray your beloved sweetheart!" Yo- lamle sneers. though it appears to her she is thrusting a. knife into her own henrt as she utters the taunting words. "No. not if you went down on your knees to me!" "1’ have not the siichtest intention of goina down on mv knees to you." Dnllns reioins. “This is ï¬nal. then. am“: "mm, and â€" goodâ€"bye!" “I have not. the nuances of gain: down on mv knct Dallas reï¬ning. "This is Goad night. and â€"â€" goodâ€"1 V "Goodâ€"hve!" Yolanda: says. bravely. shuttinz the door md ing it. with g decisive click Yolanda shut- the door behind her husband and her-sell. and stands de- ï¬ant. palpitaung. smiling. flushed from her miserable victory. tor the space of an “minutes. Then she shivers :8 sh. look. 1“ around the high cold, gloomy room â€"- her “mausoleum.†a Dallas afl'od it -â€" and sight -â€" a. weary. damning sigh that is almost a moan. "I am so wretched!" she murmurs. and bursts into team. She is standing clone to the door still, and, laying her head attains! the wall. she gobs aloud. Dallas is sure to hear her. and sure. 01 course. to knock at the door to ask her what is the matter. Five minutes later. Yolande is ex- hausted by her ï¬t of yeeping. am" Five min-lites later, Yolande in ex- hausted by her ï¬t at weeping. nm‘ in shiverinlr violently; but no notio- intakenoihermisery. Thensbeiitl down and listens to: a. time. She can hear Captain (:Iynne moving about his room; by-umHiy tho-e is Silence. and she can see the warm glow of the lirelight through the keyâ€" hole and beneath the door. He is in bed and sleeping comfortably: and everyone in the house has retired. for is not a. sound to be heard but the mourntul wailing of the wind and the passionate beat of the rain in gusts against the windows. while in a. dieâ€" tunt stableâ€"yard a house-dog howls loud and long. Yolande begins to think of the old Earl on his death-bed. and to «on- der whether the fading life will flick- er out before the dawning of the next day. and how he Will look when he is dead and lying in solemn state in his cofl‘m, until superstitious terrors begin to creep over her. and the I’Ol' UV.- on to see Dallas new! Oh to hear his voice and {ch the Warm clasp of his dcar hand! He is her wedded husband. her Very own. and not. Joyce Murray's; and she will seek him humbly, weekly. dutifullyâ€"his "submissive wife" â€" u be has told her she ‘shall be. â€So I will." she says. abandonmg all her high and haughty rumlves. her coldness and disdain, without a, second thought. all other feelings ovel'borne by and submerged in her sudden passionate yearning [or a llut sight 01 her husband's face. him be angry with me. or blame. or punish me it he likes! He has a right. the best right in the World to make me obey him. my own. dear. married love!" she whisper: to her- self, trembling in mingled hope and fear. She will confess nlkher faults to him most. humbly. she rpsolves; do will ask his forgiveness it she has wronged himâ€"any, on her knees. it he bids her; she will conquer his anger and his coldness by the meekness of her obedience, the warmth of her love; she will ask him to‘kiss her and tell him she cannot know slneo or rest, esu' cc so cruelly irom him. So she (tly knocks at. his door, and. ï¬nding there is no responseâ€"ah, cruel Dallaï¬. to have fallen placidly to sleep yhile she is in such unrest .and wretchedneSSSâ€"gently turns the Soy in the lock, and tries to open the our. Even the sound comfort her; even ‘ “Good-night. Yola lnnos will be ham)“ She â€Â£0610 â€11‘" CHAPTER XXI. mm! of his voice will van to hear him say. 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