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_‘ You are talking nonsense," said Lady Rhysworth. > "I hope I am," replied Lola. "But there is no chance of any such thing; _ I need not fear." io V*I do not agree with you, Lola," sad Lady Rhysworth. "Of course, _ if one loses the first love of youth, and all that is brightest and best in â€" life dies at the same time, a second â€" marriage is merely contracted for conâ€" ;i‘a:â€"kvenience. Take a man who marries Wsomie girl whom he loves with the ouly love worth having.. Suppose she _ dies, leaving him many little children. . He must marry again, so that they may have some one to look after them; but, naturally, he would not love the second wife as he did. the first. So it seems to me, there are &_ many cases in which people are comâ€" ‘ pelled to marry again." *"‘It may be so. But I would not be _ a second wife â€" I would not marry a widower," said Lola. She spoke g‘\ with some little vehemence, and the i roseâ€"petals fell in a shower over the Ai\‘gra,ss. ‘You yourself, Dolores," she * continued, "with that little child to & love you and to loveâ€"would you ever _ marry again?" 4 "How can I say? I have never even thought of it. You forget, Lola, _ when you speak to me in that fashion, ‘how recently my husband died.. Such â€" ‘an idea has never occurred to me." ;&our!" Vn . Z‘No, it would not be fair. I can safely say that I shall never be guilâ€" ty of that injustice," laughed Dolorâ€" €s. lores?" sho asked. ‘"I talk so quickly I cannot remember everything I say." "If I were in your place I should never marry. You have all for which people marryâ€"rank and money." "Is that all? Is there no love in the case?" asked Dolores. _\ "*Â¥ou married for love," replied Loâ€" la; "and, according to your own theâ€" ory, you cannot do that twice." Lady Rhysworth made no reply. WE I were you," continued Lola, enthusiastically, ‘"IL should take care to enjoy myself, I should go to Lonâ€" don always for the season; I would be a queen in society; I would rule my little world royally; L would acâ€" cept all the homage offered to me, but take care that my heart was never touched. I would enjoy life to the utâ€" most, but I should never marry again. YÂ¥our life would be spoiled by a seâ€" cond marriage." "That is hardly a fair way of lookâ€" ing at it," said Dolores, "I would cerâ€" tainly never‘live that life." _ "I do not remember any particular news," answered Lady Rhysworth. "Have you any?" There was no change in the fair face of Dolores, no flush, no anxious look. She was calm and pale. "Yours?" she said quietly. ‘"‘Why do you call him yours?" ~"He is mine after a fashion," reâ€" plied Lola. "Do you think if I were nothing to him and he were nothing to me, that we should correspond regâ€" ularly with each other? If you knew all that passed between us on the evâ€" ening before he went away, you would not ask me why I call him mine." A dark look.came over Lola‘s beauâ€" tiful face. She was silent for some little time, but by no means baffled. "Have I told you my news, Doâ€" _ *‘Why are you looking at me? asked Lola. "Do you not believe me? Ah, Dolores, it will be an evil day for any one who comes between Sir Karl and myselfâ€"an evil day and an evil "Yes; that energetic young wanderâ€" er of mine, Sir Karl, is coming home. He will be here in a few weeks." In her heart of hearts Lady Rhysâ€" worth did not believe Lola. How could she when she remembered what Sir Karl had said to her? She made no reply, but gazed thoughtfully at the beautiful agitated face before her. Sir Karl was in Italy when he ead the news of the sudden death of "For my own part, I do not believe in second marriages. I think that a man or woman who marries again shows but little affection or respect for the memory of the one he or she has lost." Lola was busily engaged in pulling the petals from a rose. A faint flush came to her face. She did not look at Dolores as she was speaking, but went on hastily: â€" "I was merely jesting; of course you would not not marry him. It would not be at all fair of you to monâ€" opolize two Lords of Deeping Hurst. Lady Fielden would never allow that." "He was hardly a third cousin; but he was the next of kin," replied Lady Rhysworth. ‘"To me it seems just as though he had been my husband‘s brother. Such a marriage would be an utter impossibility to me." Lola sighed. She saw that that idea was ought of the question, and at once decided upon changing her tactics. â€"Lady Rhysworth raised her beautiâ€" ful eyes in wonder. "I?" she said. "My / dear Lola, nothâ€" ing in the world woufid ever make me marry him." ‘"But he was hardly related to your husbandâ€"nothing more than second or third cousin." ‘‘"No. I should feel terribly jealous if any one could take even one thought of mine from my baby; but of Deeping Hurst I could never be enviâ€" ous." â€" Lola looked thoughtfully at her. < "Dolores," she said, "why not marry him yourselif? You would lose nothâ€" ing then." "Would you not feel jealous of another Lady Rhysworth? I should!" "It would be an excellent match," said Lady Rhysworth. "I should like him to marry some nice girl from the neighborhood. It would be the best thing he could do." a "Rely upon it that he will. I am duite sure that Lady Fielden intends him for her eldest daughterâ€" she speaks of him in such tones of approâ€" bation." "It would not disturb me; besides he may not marry," returned Dolores had no particular meaning, but Lola‘s face flushed crimson as she heard them. â€"She knew it was not easy to marry whom she would. She changed the subject. "You are still very young, Dolores." _ "I am too cognizant of the fact; why do you remind me of it ?‘ _ "Because, if the new Lord Rhysâ€" worth should marry, you will be the Dowager Lady Rhysworth I call that nothing short of a calamity." Continued from last week CHAPTER XIII. In vain, during that lovely, sunlit day, did Madame de Ferras beg that Lola would either drive out or walk out with her; the girl was resolute; she would not have risked missing Sir Karl to have been made a queen. She could not plead headache, for she looked so well and happy.| All that she could answer was: ‘"There is no fear," she said to herâ€" self; "he could never hesitate beâ€" tween Lady Rhysworth and myselfâ€" no man could. Setting aside the fact that I love him, and that my great love must win some return he could never prefer her to me." "I am not inclined to go out toâ€" day, mamma. Will you excuse me?" Madame de Ferras guessed a little of the truth when she saw her daughâ€" ter‘s face suddenly grow deathly pale. It was at the sound of carriage wheels, followed by a loud peal at the hall bell. ‘"Who can that be?" cried madame. Lola had said something in a vague way about Sir Karl‘s return, but had not told her the date. on that bright morning because she had received @a note from Sir Karl. She had written, asking him, if he reâ€" turned by way of Genoa, to execute some trifling commission for her; and he replied, saying that he should take quite another route, but hoped to be back in England in a rew weeks. By return of post she wrote to remind him of his promise that he would see her before any one else on his arrival. Sir Karl tore that letter into shreds; if he kept his promise, Lola would not gain any advantage by it. Sir Karl had not given the date of his return, nor could_ Lola guess exactly when it would be. She was watching for it impatiently. At last she thought of an ingenious device. She persuaded one of madame‘s serâ€" vants to go over to Scarsdale on some pretext, and while there to ascertain the precise day that Sir Karl was exâ€" pected home. It was cleverly manâ€" aged. Her messenger told her that he was to return on the third of July; and, from the moment Lola heard the news until he stood before her, those words never left herâ€"‘"The third of July." On that day all her sorrows were to end, and the Paradise on ecarth for which she had been waiting was to begin. § The third of July had some at last; and when Lola rose in the morning and opened her window, letting . in the balmy air, her heart beat with happiness.. Well might the birds sing joyously, well might the green earth look its fairest; he was coming who would make all things bright to her. She resolved, lest she should miss him, not to leave home that day at least. He might come in the mornâ€" ing, at noon, or at night; but, 1et} him come when he would, she â€" must be there. She would not for all the‘ treasures on earth miss the first look into his face, the first sound of his. voice. She had longed for his presâ€" ence all these months, and now she‘ was to see him. : "Surely," said madame, "it cannot be Sir Karl?" One glance at Lola was a revelaâ€" tion to her. Now she eould see why her daughter had refused one love after another, why, in the very spring tide of her loveliness she had cared apparently for no one; it was all beâ€" cause she loved Sir Karl. Madame felt a thrill of terror. What if Sir Karl did not return that love?" Before she had time to say more, before she had recovered from her surpriseN)r Lola from her emotion, the young baronet was announced. He came in, looking handsomer than evâ€" er. The warm suns of France and Italy had bronzed his face, and he was alâ€" together greatly improved. Madame de Ferras;as she looked at him, ownâ€" ed that it was no wonder her daughâ€" It was the fact of Sir Karl‘s conâ€" tinued absence, almost more than any other, which gave Lola such hope. She knew so little of his character that she said to herself, if he had realâ€" ly loved Dolores, he would have reâ€" turned post haste when he knew that she was free, he would not have al; lowed a whole year to elapse before he came home. Surely it was a sign that he was not in love with_ Lady Rhysworth. She determined to make matters clear to Dolores by dropping hints to her that she considered Sir Karl belonged to herself. This she hadâ€"done frequently, though they were all vague, mysterious hints, unsub= stantial as the hopes they rested on. She had gone over to Deeping Hurst Sir Karl had decided what his plans should be.: He would finish his Conâ€" tinental tour; he would not return to England until Lord Rhysworth had been dead at least fifteen months; but, when he did go, he would do his best to win the only woman he loved on earth. During all these long months he had heard continually from Lola. He did not answer each letter; he merely wrote when politeness required it. Heo never liked to think about the little scene that had taken place between himself and Lola; the glamour of her rich dark beauty, the passion in her face and voice, the intense love for him exprescsed in her whole demeaâ€" nor had impressed him as was only natural, and he had in some measure been thrown off his guard. Recalling the scene now, her conduct appeared to him bold and unmaidenly. He could not but regret also the solemn pledge of friendship that had been almost wrung from him. It had been given originally against his better judgment now that the friendship continued. 3 Lord Rhysworth, and understood that the woman he loved was free. His first feeling was one of sorrowful reâ€" gret. He had always esteemed. and liked the master of Deeping Hurst, and it seemed sad that he should die so soon after his marriage with a girl whom he loved so dearly. His second thought was that Dolores was free. More than that he could not realize; he would not pursue the subject.. The woman he loved was mourning the loss of her husband, and she should have his respectful sympathy. No letâ€" ter of condolence that Dolores receivâ€" ed expressed greater kindness than Sir Karl‘s. He told her that no one felt more. sincerely slérry than himâ€" self that a good man had been so sudâ€" Genly taken away.. Not a word more did he say. While her head was bent in bitter sorrow he would not remind her of the past. It was to him as though she were in a sanctuary where no profane thoughts must folâ€" low her. uVUSUTUSUTUTUTUTUTIUTIUTUTIUTUIUIUTUIUIUTUTUTUTUNIUIMUIXUIUIUTIUIUTIUIUTIUTIUIUNIUNTUTIUNUIUNIUIUIUTIUIUIUIUIIUITUNUIUIUIUIUIUIUNUTIC |Cipomoonoenensneno ooo inenenennnerarareacoornonononimornonenanenit mfi‘ inonunanenari t ar n imfi uner in imenmareranrmronmre se s aanrarared > _ "If I should forget myself, _ Sir Karl, and fall asleep," sho said, "you will forgive me. Assure me beforeâ€" hand of your pardon, and I shall be satisfied.‘" "I can have no greater pleasure than to see madame comfortable," reâ€" turned Sir Karl; and in a few minâ€" utes he saw by the clos/ed eyelids that virtually he was alone with Lola. Madame went to her couch. She was sure Sir Karl would exceuse her; but the day had been warm and she was tired. The fact was her heart ached for her daughter; and if a teteâ€"aâ€"tete after a long absence could be useful to Lola, she should have it. They had a pleasant dinner. Madâ€" ame ordered some of her choicest wines to be brought; the viands were recherche, the fruit was delicious. Afâ€" terward all three repaired to the drawing room. The long windows opâ€" ened on to the lawn, the turf of which was smooth as velvet. The room itâ€" self was filled with the perfume of odorous flowers and sweet with the breath of the summer wind. Madame, noting her daughter‘s delight, felt her heart sink. ‘She could see that Sir Karl did not care for her except as a friend; and it dawned upon her that an unfortunâ€" ate love affair would be the one thing in this world which would be most baneful to Lola: ? "We will excuse all that," returnâ€" ed Lola, quickly. ‘"There is no need even to mention it.. Let me ring and order your horses to be taken to the stables. You will not refuse me, I am sure." "It is very kind of you, butâ€"" "‘But me no buts!‘ " laughed Loâ€" la. ‘"Now you must consent. I have heard you say that a line from Shakeâ€" speare would reconcile you to anyâ€" thing." He laughed, and with the laugh yielded. It was pleasant to be welcomâ€" ed so warmly by those two graceful women, to be made to feel that he had brought brightness and happiness with him, to know that their delight at seeing him was perfectly genuine. It was more like coming home than going to Scarsdale would be; soâ€" he yielded to the temptation or the imâ€" pulse, and remained. â€" "I did not come prepared to stay," he answered, still half â€" hesitatingly. "I have been travelling all night and all day, and my dress is unsuited for ladies‘ company." But he had intended to go over to Deeping Hurst that night, and he hesâ€" itated. It was still broad daylight yet. If he remainde here he would not have time to go. Lola looked at him imploringly. "Surely," she said, "you could nevâ€" er think of leaving us toâ€"night; it would be too unkind." There was no rapture in his voice or manner. He looked, as‘he said, pleased, and nothing more. LJttle by little the color came to Loâ€" la‘s face again and words to her lips. "I cannot tell you how pleased I am to see you, Sir Karl," sheâ€" replied. "You must stay for dinner â€" it will be ready in ten minutes." She could not speak to him; but she went forward with outstretched hands. Madame watched the whole scene with tremulous anxiety. She saw that her daughter loved Sir Karl, but she. was by no means so sure of the state of his feelings. She saw nothing but simple pleasure in his faceâ€"there was no light of, love_ in the frank, blue eyes. "I am very pleased," he said, "to see you once more, madame, and you, Miss de Ferras." ter was infatuated with him; but Sir Karl and madame herself were both startled when Lola went forward to greet him. ‘They had never seen anyâ€" thing like her face then, and proâ€" bably never would again â€" the mingled pleasure and pain, the hapâ€" piness, the expectation, the fear, HARLEY E. HENDERSON There is Sound Economy in â€"_â€" Buying Good Clothes _ THE TIMES & GUIDE, WESTON, WEDNESDAY, OCTOBER 10, 1917 and a little extra in the Style, Fit and W orkâ€" manship. They are tailored to your measure â€"â€"perfect fit and satisfaction guaranteed. The Fall and Winter samples are hereâ€"â€"make your selections now. f f You will get One Hundred Cents worth for every dollar you spend in a Suit or Overcoat of A RT "I have assured you of that," he said gravely. His thoughts hardly went with his words. He was wondering how Doâ€" lores lookegi with a widow‘s cap on her fair hair, whether she would be pleased to see him, how she would greet him, what her first words would be; and the emotion of the girl by his side escaped him. ‘"You seem distrait and preoceuâ€" pied, Sir Karlâ€" as though your thoughts were hardly here." "‘Then I am ashamed of myself," he answered, "that would be unparâ€" donable. The fact is," he added in a lower tone, "my mind is full of one great hope, and I am afraid that J lose myself in thinking ofit." Her â€" heart gave one passionate throb; no doubt came to her as to what the great hope was that filled his mind; it must be the winning of her love; the very fact of his mentionâ€" ing it proved it. She bowed her head in silence; the words were unutteraâ€" bly sweet to her. ‘ Why did he not say more? Surely he would! But he also was silent for some moments. "Some day," he said then, "I will tell you, as we are friends, more of this great hope of mine.. Now I must go, for it is growing late; and Scarsâ€" dale is some little distance from here." ‘"Must you go?" she asked, with the least pressure of her hand on his arm. "I wish you could remain one hour longer.: This is, above all others, the night for a heautiful walk." ‘"You were wrong in one respect," said Lola, raising her bright, beautiâ€" ful face. ‘"You anticipated finding me married on your return. See how true I have been to our friendship." He looked down at. her with a smile. * "You must be the best judge of that, Sir Karl," she replied. "I am pleased indeed to see you, and hope you are equally delighted to see me." Who knew its beauty and its danâ€" gers better than he did? "I am very glad. that you are pleased with them. Tell me one thing more. Do you card more for my friendship than you did? Would you feel reluctant to lose it now?" ‘"Most certainly I should," he anâ€" swered. "I should be more than reâ€" luctantâ€"I should be grieved. But why should there be any fear of such a thing?" ‘"Your marriage need not have imâ€" paired it}" he replied. ‘"If, however, you had married some one who obâ€" jected to it, your clear duty would have been to put an end to it." "Is that all you have to say to she asked slowly. / Her throb; I had not been far away from homeâ€" you have kept me so constantly au courant with all that has happened. "I hope there is not," she said. â€""I was merely wondering, if you were to lose my friendship, . whether you would feel it acutely." ‘"We may be friends always," he reâ€" sponded. "I do not see anything to prevent it." s She walked on in silence. At length she spoke. This was to have been a day of supreme happiness to her, and it did not seem to her as though it had fulfilled its promise. "Have I left anything unsaid which I ought to have said ?" That was just what he did not want her to do, but he did not like to tell her so.. There was nothing for it but for him to follow her on to the lawn. Then he wished he had taken a cigar; for, as thoug the action was quite natâ€" ural to her, she held out her hand for his arm. â€" He gave it to her with a low bow, and they went off together toward the lime trees. All around was still; there was no sound save the sweet one of falling water. It was the very night for poetry and love. "Sir Karl," said Lola, "tell me wheâ€" ther you think our friendship . has prospered. Are you pleased with the results of it?" ~ "I cannot but be well pleased. and grateful too," he replied. ‘"Your letâ€" ters have been a great source of pleasâ€" ure to me. I must thank you for them. Owing to them, I feII}s though Pm e o en on en es 2 "Do not wake madame," he said, "bid her goodbye for me." "It is warm here," she said. "Let us go on to the lawn. I should like to talk to you after your long abâ€" sence." : She made some halfâ€"laughing apolâ€" ogy for her mother; but Sir Karl would not allow that one was needed. COOK BROS. & ALLEN LIMITED me?" Sir Karl gave a deep sigh of relief when he found himself driving home in the bright moonlight to Scarsdale. He had dreaded the interview with Lola, and now it was over. He had forgotten all about his promise to go to Beaulieu first on his return to England; he would never have reâ€" membered it but for the coaxing litâ€" tle letter which brought it all to his mind. Then he knew that he must keep his promise, and guard himself from peril as well as he could. Howâ€" ever, it was over now; and he thought he had done a wise and diplomatic thing in telling Lola of his "one great § "Give rhe his love, O Heaven, or I shall die!" e "I could write more than I can say," she said. a flush on her face, her eyes averted. When the moon rose an hour later, its beams fell upon a beautiful figure, lying with its robes of amberysilk and black lace upon the dry, dev&chass {furf, and upon a white, despairing face, raised to the sky, while the silence of the night was broken by the sobs of a woman, who cried: "I shall miss the pleasure of writâ€" ing to you," she said; and the way she clung to his arm was almost caressâ€" ing. He made no reply, but said "Goodâ€" night" to her gravely. ‘‘Yes. I shall be busily engaged for the next few days; but I will ride over as soon as I can." "I shall be here to listen to all your pleasant little gossip," he. replied. "Speaking is better than writing." "Shall I add that you will soon come again?" she inquired. CHAPTER XIV. A considerable number of men who have enlisted in the Canadian forces have found themselves better off under the army rate of pay, which is granted in addition to board, lodging, clothing, equipment, transportation, etc., than they were while in civilian positions. â€" Their wants are provided for, and they receive a steady addition to the bank account each month. § 3 Men selected under the Military Service Act will receive the same pay as those now on active service receive. Pay will start from the time a man reports for duty. Money from the Patriotic Fund and Separâ€" 4Wm ation Allowance will also be available for selected men. _ mm P a 3 The domestics at Deepihg Hurst had forgotten him; he had seldom been there, When the servant asked him what name he should give, Sir Karl replied that he should preferâ€" not to give his name, as L§_<Iiy Rhysworth did not expect him. e was shown into the drawing room, where he saw many traces of her ladyship‘s presâ€" ence. The piano was opened and one of her favorite songs stood on it; a Early the next morning he started for Deeping Hurst. . He had not forâ€" gotten that Dolores had a little daughâ€" ter, and he took with him some marâ€" vellous toys which he had brought home for the child.. He felt sure that the way to Dolore‘s heart would now be through her little daughter.. So he rode on, his heart filled with happy thoughts until he reached his destinaâ€" tion. He asked the servant who anâ€" swered his summons if Lady Rhysâ€" worth was at home. . He remembered that he had never seen her as Lady Rhysworth;â€" nor had ‘he seen her in her new home.~ He recalled his partâ€" ing from her. What would his meetâ€" ing with her be like? _ Now he could visit Lady Rhysâ€" worth with a light heart; by noon toâ€" morrow he should see her., That one thought was enough for himâ€"‘"by noon toâ€"morrow." He did not know what he should say to her, or what the result would beâ€"whether she would be pleased or not to see him, whether he should ultimately win her; he thought only of those words â€"he should be with her "by noon toâ€" morrow." Poks hope."â€" That she should imagine that hope applied to herself never occurâ€" red to him; he thought he hadâ€"let her see that his affections were fixed elsewhere. Issued by The Military Service Council, That which struck him most in the room was a life like portrait of Lord Rhysworth, painted by one of the greatest of living artists. Sir Karl stood for some little time looking at it; he felt sorry for his rival‘s death, so sorry that if any wish of his could have brought him back " to life he would have uttered it. He felt only reverence and pity for the man who had erjoyed his happiness so short a time. "If ever the wish of my heart is realized," he said, "his child shall be as dear to me as my own." What Sir Karl saw when the door opened was a picture that he never forgot. Dolores had gained so much in beauty.. Heâ€"had left her a slender girl, with the promise of magnificent womanhood, which was now fuilfilled. There was a deeper sheen on the goldâ€" en hair, a deeper light in the lovely violet eyes; the face wore an expresâ€" sion of sweet contentâ€"not the conâ€" tentâ€"of indifference, but of thought â€" and the graceful figure was fully developed. She stood for a few seâ€" conds in irresolute silence, not recogâ€" When the drawing room door opâ€" ened, Sir Karl looked up with a sudâ€" den startled glance. He trembled for the moment when his eyes should firstâ€"fall upon the face he loved so well. . dainty lace handkerchief was on the table, and a little white glove in a filagree basket; a book lay open, as though she had just put it down, and a jewelled fan near it. They were little tokens, all of them, but they meant so much to him. He took the little white glove; it should never go back to the filagree basket again. To be continued PAGE SEVEN 132 w