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M'HENRY, **4^ rffi "» ga/ta /vset/TCWtov: cory*r<r//z/9a £sy PODD,ff£A£> &* conm/tr Cc&vrt&rZrtKz er CHAPTER XXI.--Cont!r«d. did not see the register at the Ian. I did not know till afterwards that we were not -booked. Once up­ stairs, I refused to remove mjr hat or my veil or my coat until he brought lite friend to me. He pretended to be very angry over his friend's failure to be there beforehand, as he had promised. He ordered a supper served in the room. I did not eat any­ thing. Somehow I was beginning to understand, vaguely of course, but sorely--and bitterly, Mr. WrandalL Suddenly he threw off the mask. "He coolly informed me that he knew the kind of a girl I was. I had been on the stage. He said it was no we trying to work the marriage game on him. He was too old a bird and too wise to fall for that. Those were his words. I was horrified, stunned. When I began to cry out in my fury, ]be laughed at me but swore he would knarry me even at that If it were not for the fact that he was already mar­ ried. ... I tried to leave the room. He held me. He kissed me a hundred times before I could break away. I-- I tried to scream. ... A little later on, when I was absolutely des­ perate, I--I snatched up the knit*. There waa nothing else left for me to do. I struck at him. He fell back on the bed. ... I stole out of the house--oh, hours and hours afterward it seemed to me. I cannot tell you long I stood there -watching him. . . I was cmsed by tear. 1--I--" Redmond Wrandall held up his •4:,'; •• 4 1^;,. C- « V : - -%:> •. v, /yr: '0m: * r\ ^ >;• I •p.**..' • W.v-r "We will epare you the rest, Miss Castleton," he said, his voice hoarse and unnatural. "There is no need to say more." "You--you understand? Tw do be­ lieve me?" she cried. He looked down at his wife's bowed ftsad, and received no sign from her; then at the white, drawn faces of bis children. They met his gaze and he read something in their eyes. "1--I •htwfr your Btory is so convinc­ ing that we--we could not endure the of having it repeated to the porld." "I--I cannot ask you to forgive me, sfif. I only ask you to believe the," she murmured brokenly. "I--I am sorry It had to be. God is my witness that there was no other way." - Mr. Carroll came to his feet. There ; -Were tears in his eyes. "I think, Mr. Wrandall, you will now ,^|>preciate my motives In--" "Pardon me, Mr. Carroll, If I sug- jpet that Miss Castleton does not re­ quire any defense at present," said Mr. Wrandall stiffly. "Your motives Were doubtless good. Will you be so . good as to conduct us to s room where . lie may--may be alone for a short While?" ' -There was something tragic In the Van's face. His pcm and daughter -Sroee as If moved by an Instinctive realisation of a duty, and perhaps for the first time in their lives were sub- misBive to an influence thev had never ^tuite recognised before--a father's unalterable right to command. For •once In their lives they were meek la his presence. They stepped to his side and stood waiting, and neither > spf them spoke. Mr. Wrandall laid his hand heavily v OP his wife's shoulder. She started, looked up rather vacantly, and then ttrose without assistance. He did not make the mistake of offering to assist her. He knew too well that to ques­ tion her strength now would be but to Invite weakness. She was strong. He knew her well. She stood straight and firm for <bw seconds, transfixing Hetty with a . . look that seemed to bore into the very rT ; jSoul of her, and then spoke. ^ *f "You ask us to be your judges?" >',& "I ask you to Judge, not me alone : ~ 1>ut--your son as well," said Hetty, , .» Meeting her look steadily. "You can- , r j?0* 'pronounce me innocent without JPronouncing him guilty. It will be Sara raised her head from her arms. "You know the way Into my sitting- um •ife. "We have found sgafn«t my son. Miss Castleton," he said, his lips twitching. "He If not here to speak for himself, but he has already been Judged. We, his family, apologise to you for what you have suffered from the conduct of one of us. Not one but all of us believe the story you have told. It must never be retold. We ask this of all of you. It Is not In our hearts to thank Sara for shielding you. for her hand Is still raised against vs. We are flair and just. If you had come to us on that •wretched night and told the story of my son's infamy, we, the Wrandallo, would have stood between yon and the law. The law could not have touched you then; it shall not touch you now. Our verdict. If you choose to call It that, Is sealed. No man shall ever hear from the lips of a Wrandall the smallest part of what has transpired here tonight. Mr Carroll, you were right. We thank you for the counsel that led this unhappy girl to place her­ self in our hands." * "Oh, God, I thank thee--I thank thee I" burst from the lips of Bars WrandalL She strained Hetty to her breast. "It Is not tor us to Judge you, Sara," said Redmond Wrandall, speaking with difficulty. "You are your own judge, and a harsh one you will find yourself. for ourselves, we can only look upon your unspeakable design as the working of a temporarily deranged mind. You could never have carried It out. You are an honest woman. At the last you would have revolted, even with victory assured. Perhaps Leslie Is the only one who has a real grlev- < ance against you In this matter. I am convinced that he loved Miss Castleton deeply. The worst hurt is his, and he has been your most de­ voted advocate during all the years of bitterness that has existed between you and us. You thought to play him a foul trick. You could not have car­ ried it to the end. We leave you to pass Judgment on yourself." I have already done so, Mr. Wran­ dall," said Sara. "Have I not ac­ cused myself before you? Have I not confessed to the only crime that has been committed? I am not proud of myself, sir." "You have hated us well." "And you have hated me. The crime you hold me guilty of was committed years ago. It was when I robbed you of your son. To this day I am the leper in yotir path. I may be forgiven for all else, but not for allowing Chal- 11s Wrandall to become the husband of Sebastian Gooch's daughter. That is the unpardonable sin." Mr. Wrandall wss silent for ft mo­ ment. Yon still are Sebastian Gooch's daughter," he said distinctly. "You can never be anything else." She paled. "This last transaction, proves It, you would say?" "This last transaction, yea." She looked about her with troubled, "I--I wonder if that can be true," she murmured, rather piteously. "Am I so different from the rest of you? Is the blood to blame?" "Nonsense!" exclaimed Mr. Carroll nervously. "Don't be silly, Sara, my child. That Is not what Mr. Wran­ dall means." Wrandall turned his face away. "You loved as deeply as you hate, Sara," he said, with a curious twitch­ ing of his chin. "My son was your god. We are not insensible to that Per­ haps we have never realized until now the depth and breadth of your love for him. Love is a bitter judge of Its enemies. It knows no mercy, It knows no reason. Hate may be con­ quered by love, but love cannot be con­ quered by hate. You had reason to hate my son. Instead you persisted In your love for him. We--we owe you something for that, Sara. We owe you a great deal more than I find myself able to express in words." Leslie entered the room at this In­ stant He had his overcoat on and carried his gloves and hat in his hand. "We are ready, father," he said thickly. After a moment's hesitation, he crossed over to Hetty, who stood be­ side Sara.' "I--I can now understand Why you refused to marry me. Miss Castleton." he said, in a queer, Jerky manner. "Won't you let me say that I wish you all the happiness still to be found In this rather uneven world of ours?" The crowning testimonial to an ab­ solutely sincere ego! ..<• made haste to explain. To the new boy's surprise, the visitor was con- ducted^ with much bowing and scrap­ ing into the private offices, where no one ventured except by special edict of the powers. "Who was it?** he asked, la some awe, of a veteran stenographer who, came up and sneered at him. "Mrs., Challls Wrandall, you little simpleton," said, she, and for onoe he failed to snap back. It Is of record that for nearly two whole days, he was polite to every vis­ itor who approached him and was generally worth his Bait Sara found herself In the close lit­ tle room that once had been her hus­ band's, but was now scrupulously held in reserve tor her own use. Rather a waste of space, she felt as she looked "What's This?" He Demanded, Sharply. about the office. The clerk dUBted an easy chair and threw open the long unused desk near the window. "We are very glad to see you here, madam," he said. "This room hasn't been used much, as you may observe. Is there anything I can do for you?**' She continued her critical survey of the room. Nothing hard been changed since the days when she used to visit her husband here on occasions of rare social importance: such as calling to take him out to luncheon, or to see that he got safely home on rainy after­ noons. The big picture of a steamship still hung on the wall across the room. Her own photograph, in a silver frame stood In one of the recesses of the desk. She observed that there was a clean white blotter there, too; but the ink wells appeared to be empty, if Bhe was to Judge by the look of chagrin on the clerk's face as he in­ spected them. Photographs of polo scenes in which Wrandall was a prom­ inent figure, hung about the walls, with two or three pictures of his favor­ ite ponies, and one of a ragged gipsy girl with wonderful eyes, carrying a m*Milroy in £ nwiHn w/wvjon ped to her back. On closer observa­ tion one would have recognized Sara's peculiarly gipsy-like features in the face of the girl, and then one would have noticed the caption written la red ink at the bottom of the phot£ graph: "The Trumbell's Fancy Dress Ball, January 10, f>7. Sara as Gipsy Mab." With a start, Sara came out of her painful reverie. She passed her hand over her eyes, and seemed thereby to put the polite senior clerk back Into the picture once more. "No, thank you. Is Mr. Redmond WrandAll down this afternoon?" "He came in not ten minutes ago. Mr. Leslie Wrandall is also here. Shall I tell Mr. Wrandall you wish to see him?- * "You may tell hlm that X am hers, if you please," she said. "I am very sorry about the ink wells, madam," murmured tgte clerk. "We--we were not expecting--" "Pray don't let It disturb you, Mr. Bancroft I shall not UBe them to­ day." "They will be properly filled by to* morrow.** "Thank you." He disappeared She relaxed In ths famljiar, comfortable old leather-cush­ ioned chair, and closed her eyes. There was a sharp little line between them, but it was hidden by the veiL The door opened slowly and Red\ mond Wrandall came Into the room. She arose at once. s "This Is--er--an unexpected pleas­ ure, Sara," he said perplexed and 111- at-ease. He stopped Just inside the door he had been careful to close be­ hind him, and did not offer her his: hand. "I came down to attend to some business, Mr. Wrandall," she said. "Business?" he repeated, staring. She took note of the tired, haggard look In his eyes, and the tightly compressed lips. "I intend to dispose of my entire in­ terest in Wrandall & Co.," she an­ nounced calmly. He took a step forward, plainly startled by the declaration. "What's this?" he demanded sharp-* ly- "We may as well speak plainly, Mr. Wrandall." she said. "You do not, care to have me remain a member of the firm, nor do I blame you for feel­ ing as you do about it. A year ago you offered to buy me out--or off, as I took it to be at the time. I had rea­ sons then for not selling out to you. Today I am ready either to buy or to sell." "You--you amass me," hs exclaim­ ed. "Does you, offer ^ last December still stand?" "I--I think we would better have Leslie In, Sara. This is most unex­ pected. I don't quite feel up to--" "Have Leslie in by all means," sh* said, resuming her seat. •*> '*• '»• ' JL1 'J.1 'Jl' 'J.' 'H' 'J.' " 'JL' "1 "f K ui 1 1 1 ' T ' I , ilLlL l DIDN'T READ ALL THE SIGNS CHAPTER XXII. •There Was Nothing Else Left ff*r Me ? _ to Do." . '• room, Leslie," she said, with singular V directness. Then she arose and drew her figure to its full height. "Please remember that it Is I who am to be judged. Judge me as I have judged you. I am not asking for mercy." Hetty impulsively threw her arms about the rigid figure, and swept a pleading look from one to the other < of the four stony-faced Wrandalls. They turned away without a word or a revealing look, and slowly moved off In the direction of the boudoir. They who remained behind stood still, ; motionless as statues. It was Vivian who opened the library door. She ^ olosed it after the osiers had passed ' through/and did net look behind. Half an hour passed. Then the door waa opened and the tall old man ad­ vanced Into the room. Renunciation. On the third day after the singular trial ot Hetty Castleton in Sara's li­ brary, young Mrs. Wrandall's motor drew up in front of a lofty office build ing In lower Broadway; its owner stepped down from the limousine and entered the building. A few moments later she walked briskly Into the splendid offices of Wrandall & Co., private bankers and steamship-own' ers. The clerks In the outer offices stared for a moment In significant surprise, and then bowed respectfully to the beautiful silent partner In the great concern. It was the first time she had been seen In the offices since the tragic event that had served to make her member of the firm. A boy at the in­ formation desk, somewhat impressed by her beauty and the trim elegance of her long black broad-tail coat, to say nothing of the dark eyes that shone through the narrow veil, forgot the dignity of his office and went so far as to politely ask her who she wanted to see and "what name, please." The senior clerk rushed forward and transfixed the new boy •with glare. ' "A new boy, Mrs. Wrandall," &• Amateur 8leuth Should Have Nottoe? That His Victim Was a Uvyot Quick Temper. The one was a young man with the light of ambition to be a detective shining in his eyes; the other a mid­ dle-aged man, who was reading a news­ paper. Great man, wasn't he?" Queried the young man at last. "Who?" asked the other as he looked up. "Sherlock Holmes." "So I've heard." "But there are others," continued the young man as a smile of self-satis­ faction lighted up his face. "Yes." "For Instance, you are a bookkeeper. can tell by the ink ,&taln on your fingers. You are a careless man in money matters, as that dollar peeping out of your change pocket eleaiiy proves." Anything more?" asked the man with the paper. "You were brought up in the coun­ try, as your bow legs tell at a glance. You are something of a sport as I as­ sured myself when I saw you reading that article about Corbett From the way you cock your eye I should be willing to bet that you are fond of the ballet and always have a front seat" "Is that all?" "That's about all, and I'd Uks to know if I have hit you off?" If that is all, then let me tell you something. You are an acrobat" Acrobat!--ha! ha! ha! [What maksa you think that?" Because,'-' said the other, as he seised him by the neck and knee and carried him out to the platform; "be­ cause you take puch a beautiful tum­ ble to yourself." And he lifted him up and gave him a heave which landed him in the mud and left him sprawling over half a block. * OYSTER MOT GOOD FOR ALL Many 8tomachs to Which It Is Not a ^ Welcome Visitor, According to Physician, It is popularly supposed that the oyster digests himself In the human stomach owing to the great size of the liver, which is crushed as mastica­ tion begins a^d is thought to digest the moliuBk Itself. As the oyster, moreover, con tains some ten per cent of extremely assimilation protein, to­ gether with phosphorized fats and 'glycogen, it has always been freely ad­ ministered to convalescents, while dyspeptic bons vlvants have never hesitated to eat it abundantly. Doctor Pron expresses the opinion that the oyster may be allowed, therefore, to those dyspeptics whose gastric functions are deficient, In anorexia, gastric atony, ulcer and in­ cipient cancer, and to convalescents from acute disease, as It is likely to improve the appetite and to excite the stomach to increased motor and chem­ ical activity. But to the large numlfer of dyspep­ tics whose stomachs are hyperacid or hypersensitive Doctor Pron would forbid the oyster as well as all other stimulating foods. In many of these dyspeptics the gastric secretion Is al­ ready sufficient, and It is unnecessary and unwise to Increase It Why Bhe Mourned. "Boo-hoo!" sobbed the lady. - "What are you crying about?" ths man asked. "You know the bread and the Jelly I sent to the fair?" "Yes. Didn't it take a price? Well, cheer up--those judges--" "But it did take a prixe--they both took first prizes--boo-hoo!--" vj "Well, what? are you crying aftjut?" - "The bread took first prise asl the best specimen of concrete, and1 the Jelly as the best china cement!" ^ Island Paradise of Birds. On one little island In Gatun lake, formerly known as Lion Hill, before the Impounded waters of the Chagres river isolated It from the rest of the \Canal Zone, are more species of birds tu»u in any one locality in the west­ ern hemisphere. E. A. Goldman of the biological survey, department of agri­ culture, in two thort collecting trips to Panama has procured about S00 different species, and it Is estimated that a larger variety is to be found within the limits of the Canal Zone than in any one state In the United States--about 900. In the neighborhood of'Gatun, at the Atlantic entrance of the Canal ZOne, no less than 250 species have been found. Good Ones, "Do you want me to misrepresent the goods and say they are fine when they are not?" askdd the new sales man. "Yes," sternly answered ths" un­ scrupulous dealer. "Always remem ber that our assets are your lie-abil­ ities." He hepittted a moment, opened his lips as If to apsai, and than abruptly left the [room. Sara smiled. Many minutes passed before the two Wrandalls put In an appearance. She understood the delay. They were telephoning to certain legal advisers. "What's this I hear, Sara?" demand­ ed Leslie, extending his hand after a second's hesitation. She shook hands with htm, hot list­ lessly but with tht vigor born of nerv- ousness.^ "I dont know what you've heard," sbosafd pointedly. His slim fingers went searching for the end. of his. moustache*., .. ^ "Why--why, about selling oufc' to us," he stammered. °*1 am.willing to retire from the Erro of Wrandall ft Co.," she s^ld. "Father says the business Is as good as It was a year ago, but I don't agree with him." said the son, trying to look lugubrious. 'T ' ' "Then you don't caie to repeat your original proposition?" "Well, the way busbtsss has been failing off--" / "Perhaps you would prefer to eefl out to me," she remarked quietly. "Not at all!" he said quickly, with a surprised glance at his father. "We couldn't think of letting the business pass out of the Wrandall name." "You forget that my name is Wran­ dall," she rejoined. "There would be no occasion to change the firm's name; merely its membership." "Our original offer stands," said the senior Wrandall stiffly. "Ws prefer to buy." "And I to sell. Mr. Carroll will meet you tomorrow, gentlemen. He will represent me as usual. Our busi­ ness as well as social relations are about to end, I suppose. My only re­ gret is that I cannot further accom­ modate you by changing my name. Still you may live in hope that time may work even that wonder for you." She arose. The two . men regarded her in an aggrieved way for a mo­ ment. "I have no real feeling of hostility toward you, Sara," said Leslie nerv­ ously, "in spite of all that you said the other night" "I am afraid you dont mean that, eep down in your heart, Leslie," She id, with a queer little smile. "But I do," he protested. "Hang It all, we--we live in a glass house our­ selves, Sara. I dare say, in a way, 1 was quite \as unpleasant ad the rest of the family. You see, we Just can't help being snobs. It's in us, that's all there is to It." Mr. Wrandall looked up from the floor, his gaze having dropped at the first outburst from his son's lips. "We--we prefer to be friendly, Sara, if you will allow us--" Bhe laughed and the old gentleman stopped in the middle of his sentence. "We can't be friends, Mr. Wran­ dall," she said, suddenly serious. "The pretence would be a mockery. We are all better off if we allow our paths, our Interests to diverge today." Perhaps you are right" said he. comprising his lips. "I belieye that Vivian and I could-- but no! I won't go so far as to say that either. There Is something genu­ ine about her. Strange to say, I l^ave never disliked her." If you had made the slightest ef­ fort to like us, no doubt we could have--" My dear Mr. Wrandall," she inter­ rupted quickly, "I credit you with the desire to be fair and Just to me. You have tried to like me. You have even deceived yourself at times. I--but why these gentle recriminations? We merely prolong an unfortunate con­ test between antagonistic natures, with no hope of genuine peace being established. I do not regret that I am your daughter-in-law, nor do I be­ lieve that you would regret it if I had not been the daughter ot Sebastian Gooch." Your father was as little impress­ ed with my son as I' was with his daughter," said Redmond Wrandall drily. "I am forced to confess that he was the better Judge. WtB had the better of the bargain." I believe you mean it Mr. Wran­ dall." she said, a note of gratitude in her voice. "Good-bye. Mr. Carroll will see you tomorrow." She glanced quickly about the room. "I shall send for--for certain 'articles that are no longer required in conducting the bus­ iness of Wrandall & Co." With a quaint little smile, she lndi cated the two photographs ot herself By Jove. Sara," burst out Leslie abruptly. "I wish you'd let me have that Gipsy Mab picture. I've always been dotty over It dont you know. Ripping study." Her lip curled slightly. "As a matter of fact," hs explained conclusively, "Chat often said he'd leave It to me when he died. In a joking way, of course, but I'm sure he meant it" "You may have it Leslie," she said slowly. It is doubtful If he oorrectly Interpreted the movement of her head as she uttered the words. "Thanks," said he. "Ill hang It In my den, If you don't object." "We shall expect Mr. Carroll tomor­ row, Sara." said his father, with an air of finality. "Good-bye. May I apk what plans you are making for the winter?" "They are very indefinite." "I say, Sara, why don't you feet married?" asked Leslie, surveying the Gipsy Mab photograph with undis­ guised admiration as he held It at arm's length. "Ripping!" This to the picture. She paused near the door to stare at him for a moment unutterable scorn In her eyes. "I've had a notion you were pretty keen about Brandy Booth," hs wsnt on amiably. She c»ught her breath, Ther^ ma an instant's hesitation on her part be­ fore she replied. "You have never been very smart at making love guesses. Leslie," she said. "It's a trick you haven't acquired." He laughed uncomfortably. "Neat stroke, that" Following her Into the corridor out­ side the offices, he pushed the elevator bell for her. "I meant what 1 said, Sara," hs re­ marked, somewhat doggedly. "You ought to get married. Chal didn't leave much for you to cherish. There's no reason why you should go on like this, living alone and all that sort of thing. You're ytfting and beautiful «ad-^" • "Oh, thank you, Leslie," she cried out sharply. "You see, It's going to be this way: Hetty will probably marry Booth. That's on dit, I take it. You're depend­ ing on her for companionship. Well, shell quit you cold after she's mar­ ried. She will--" She interrupted him peremptorily. "If Challls did nothing else for me, Leslie, he at least gave me you to cherish. Once more, good-bye." The elevator stopped for her. He strolled back to his offioe wtlh a pus- sled frown on his faoe. 8he certainly was Inexplicable! The angry red faded from her cheeks as she sped homeward in the Automobile. Her thoughts were no longer of Leslie but of another ; . . She sighed and closed her eyes, and her cheeks were pale. Workmen from a picture dealer's es­ tablishment were engaged in hanging a full length portrait in the long liv­ ing-room of her apartment when she reached home. She had sent to the country for Booth's pioture of Hetty, and was having it hung in a conspicu­ ous place. Passing the open library door, Sara paused for an instant to peer within. Then she went on down the hall to her own sitting-room. The canary was singing glibly in his cage by the win­ dow-side. She threw aside her furs, and, with­ out removing her hat, passed into the bed-chamber at the left of the cozy lit­ tle boudoir. This was Hetty's roo: Her own was directly opposite, the girl's dressing-table, leaning against the broad, low mirror, stood the unframed photograph of a man. With a furtive glance oyer her shoul­ der, Sara crossed to the table and took up the picture in her gloved hand. For a long time she stood there gazing into the frank, good-looking face of Brandon Booth. She breathed faster; her hand shook; her eyes were strained as If by an^ Inward sug­ gestion of pain. She shook her head slowly, as If In final renunciation of a secret hope or the banishment of an unwelcome de­ sire, and resolutely replaced the pho­ tograph. Her lips were almost white nha turned &w£v snd the room beyond. "He belongs to her," she said, un­ consciously speaking aloud; "and he Is like all men.. She must not be unhap­ p y " Presently she entered the library. She had exchanged her tailor-suit for. a dainty, house-gown. Hetty was still seated in the big lounging chair, be­ fore the snapping fire, apparently not having moved since she looked In on passing a quarter of an hour before. One of the girl's legs was curled up under her, the other swung loose; aa elbow rested on the arm of the chair, and her cheek was In her hand. 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