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Callard TORONTO (By Crittenden‘ Marriot) Reprinted from The Veteran John Symonds dragged his feet as he got out of his automobile and crosâ€" sed the pavement to the steps that led to his doorway. He movedâ€" mechanniâ€" cally, for his thoughts were elsewhere. Word by word, he was going over his interview with the doctor. Confound the fellow! What the devil did he mean by his manner and fool quesâ€" tions? Why had he treated him like a child that needed to be coaxed to do what was good for him? Of course, the pain in his heart was troublesome; but it could not mean anything serâ€" ious. He was only forty, strong and lusty. He had never been ill for a day in all his life. Bah! They were all alike, .'these doctors! Let them get a rich man on their line and they would play him, play him. It was foolish to let himself be worrried. He paused and looked up the steps. They were not very high steps, nor were very difficult ones; but he reâ€" membered suddenly that of late he had found them hard to mount. Why was that? Could it be that the doctor had really found something radically wrong? If he hadâ€"Good God! What would become of Bessie? Symonds bowed, forced a smile, and said the usual things. He rememberâ€" ed that his mother had spoken of Miss Fleming _ many _ timesâ€"unncessarily many times. He wondered why, and he looked keenly as his jangling nerâ€" ves would permit. Promptly he decidâ€" ed that she was a cipher, or very nearâ€" ly one. A handsome woman, perhaps thirtyâ€"five _ years old, . goodâ€"looking, wellâ€"dressed, wellâ€"trained; but a ciâ€" pher so far as will or initiative were concerned. Symonds seldom made a mistake in sizing up men or women, and be\fore Miss Fleming had uttered three words, he had classified her and labelled. Hé looked curiously from her to his mother. The contrast was very marked, and he wondered what the association portended. He was sure it meant ‘something. His mother never made a friend or an enemy except by deliberate intention. In his anxiety, he forgot the pain that had driven him to the physician, and hurmed up the steps. ‘I must talk to Bessie! I must talk to Bessie!" he muttered feverishly. 5 After a few polite but hurried senâ€" tences, he bowed and started for the door. On the threshold, his mother halted him. The heavy panelled door opened beâ€" fore him, and he entered. The sound of â€"voices came from the drawingâ€" room; but he paid, no heed to them, hurrying past on his way to the stairs. But before he could escape, a footâ€" man stood in his way. "Beg pardon, sit! The mistress says as how will you please step in the drawmg-roo\m, Sincl". N\ "John," she said. "I was in your den today." « Symonds turned, a look of blanchâ€" ed terror on his face. At sight of it, his, mother laughed. ‘"Don‘t look so frightened," she ordered sharply. "I didn‘t /disturh any of your precious papers. You left the key in the door, and I wanted to see just how neatly you kept the place. I found it in exâ€" cellent condition." She broke off aâ€" bruptly. **You‘re not_ looking well, John!" she finished, with a note! of anxiety in her voice. John Symonds hesitated) He seldom did hesitate when his mother called; but this time his haste was urgent. He almost decided to send his excuses. But the habit of forty years‘ obedience is strong, and, with a sigh, he turned from the ‘stairs and pushed his way between {he portieres. "Good afternoon, mother!" Mrs. Symonds looked at him proudâ€" ly and critically. If she was proud of anything, it was of this only son of hers; but it was beyond her power to look on anything or anyone other than citically.. She was too used to responâ€" sibility and supervising. â€"An almost youthful energy pulsed through her veins, aged though they were. All her life ‘she had domineered, by sheer force of character. "Good afternoon, John!" she said. "I want you to meet Miss Julia Flemâ€" ing. You have heard me speak of her." Symonds frowned:. ‘"I‘m all fight he answered guffly. Again he bowed and hurried through the door, while his mother turned to Miss Fleming. "That room of John‘s exasperates me!" she explained, with knitted brows. ‘"It oughtn‘t to, for it‘s the onâ€" ly thing about John that does exasâ€" perate me. He insists on keeping it locked, and he refuses to allow anyâ€" one else to, cross its threshold. He actually keeps a broom and a dust pan and cleans it up himself. I‘ve fought against it, and I‘ve ~schemed against it; but I‘ve had to give in, and it‘s the only thing I ever did give in to with John. He‘s had it, or one like it, in every house we‘ve lived in for the past fifteen years. It‘s someâ€" thing his wife will reckon withâ€"if he ever gets a wife." The old lady looked at her comâ€" panion with obvious intention, and the younger woman colored softly. "It‘s curious that Mr. Symonds had never married," she remarked. Mrs. Symonds snorted. ‘It‘s not curâ€" ious at all," she asserted. "He‘d have married years ago if I would have let hix\l. He wanted to marry when he was‘ twenty. He was earniing sixty dollars a month, and we were living on it on what I earned dressâ€"making, and we were saving money. And he wanted to marry a ‘dollâ€"faced chit, who didn‘t have a penny of money nor a particle of common sense. It was too absurd. She would have had a houseful of babies in no timeâ€"she was just the sort to have a houseful of ‘babiesâ€"and poor John would still be clerking at sixty dollars a month and trying to make it go round. Luckâ€" ily, he had me!" Wideâ€"eyed, Miss Fleming stared at the old lady. "Butâ€"what did you do, Mrs. Symonds?" she asked timidly. "Do! I used common sense. I didn‘t talk to John. I knew better.. There‘s no use talking to a man when he‘s in love, and John was desperately in love. I went to Bessie. Said I: "You are a good girl, and you love John. But if you marry him you‘ll ruin him. John‘s clever. John will make a forâ€" tune, if once he gets a start; but he won‘t get a start unless he makes it for himself, and he can‘t make it anyâ€" way except by saving. Give John a few hundreds, and he‘ll turn them into thousands; but he‘s got to have the hundrers first. We‘re saving them now; but if he marries you, he won‘t save them. You‘re no saver. You couldn‘t save to save your life. You know â€" that, and I know itf‘ If you really care for John, you‘ll go away anl hide!‘ TAE PRIC E THE TIMES AND GUIDE, WESTON said appe: he‘s since fist. the c the country. "Butâ€"but think of the price he has paid!" Miss EFleming‘s voice was full of tears. ‘"Price!" the\old lady snorted again. ‘"‘Fudge! I‘ve got no patiencee with such romantic honsense, and you wouldn‘t have, either, if you ever had to earnâ€"your own living, Julia Flemâ€" ing. He forgot the girl soon enough as it was, and fie’d have wanted to forget her sooner if he had married her. Bessie Tyson was the most incapable chit!" "What became of her?" Julia Flemâ€" ing‘s romantic foul was stirred as it had not done ror years. "I don‘t know for certain, I heard once that she was dead. I never told John. It didn‘t seem wise. Â¥ou_can‘t tell what notions men may take. I didn‘t want John to et thinking aâ€" bout matrimony then. Now it‘s airferâ€" ent. He can afford to marry now. Beâ€" sides, I am getting old, and I don‘t want John left all alone. He wouldn‘t know how to take care of himself. And I‘d like to have a grandchild or two to leave the money to. So, I want him to marty.. Not â€" just anybody, though. I‘ve been head of this house too long to step down. So I‘ve been looking‘ around for a mice, casy, pleaâ€" sant girl who‘s qual‘ified to be John‘s wife, and who will\be willing to deâ€" fer to her old motherâ€"inâ€"law ifor a few years. She can get her satisfacâ€" tion in running things after I‘m unâ€" der the sod. She‘ll find. John mighty well trained." & Miss Fleming blushed »at the obâ€" vious intimation. "I shouldn‘t think you would have any difficulty, dear Mrs. Symonds," she flattered. "Mr. Symonds.is so splendid that any girl wouldâ€"would be proud to be his wife almost under any conditions." Meanwhile, John , Symonds had climbed to ‘a room at the back of the third floor of his house. He climbed swiftly, though not so swiftly as he would have liked. His thoughts ran before him, u\rging him on; but. his leaden feet held him back. Under his breath, he cursed his carelessness in having forgotten his key that mornâ€" ing, and anxlously prayed that no harm might come of it. At the top of the stairs he paused, clutching at the balustrade. A sharp, stabbing pain, swift and keen, shot through his ‘heart, and for a moment he ; tfought for breath desperately. Then the paroxysm passed, and he hurried on. The ball was dim, and he had to fumble for the key; and when he found it, his fingers seemed strangely blunted and incapable. But at last he got the door opened. The.room was dusky; but the nevâ€" erâ€"failing glow of the city, reflected from â€" lowâ€"clupg _ clouds,‘. showed through the oblongs of the broad windows. . As Symonds entered, a woman rose from the depths of am armchair and came toward him. { "Johnâ€"" said a volce. "John!"‘ "Bessic!‘" Enormous relief was in the man‘s tones. ‘"You are here safe, undisturbed. Thank Heaven." ‘"‘Yes! \Thank Heaven!‘" Her deliâ€" cate face was upturned to his, and her arms, shadowy in the semidarkness, closed about his neck, "Thank Heaâ€" ven for all its goodness, John. We owe it more than you think." © The man laughed happily. She was there, and his alarm was forgotten. "Wait till I light up, little one," he commanded. "Then I‘ll show you what I‘ve brought you." He pressed a knob, and a soft incandescent glow filled the room. Then he turned to the girl. Very fair and very young she stood, smiling up at him with adoring eyes, clear as those of a child, yet tender as those of a woman. Only a girl, to judge by her face\; but a girl with the timeâ€"given knowâ€" ledge of a woman. Symonds looked at herâ€"and his shoulders shook. "Bessic! Bessie!" he cried. "I love you! I love you so!" % Her . fingers, light as thistledown, grew heavy on his shoulders, and he sank into the great armchair. ; ‘"Nothing!"/But he would not meet her eyes. "See what I‘ve bro’ught for you." From his pocket he drew a jewâ€" eller‘s case. Her wide eyes smiled at hirri; then darkened with swift concern. ‘"You are tired," she cried. "Something‘s troulâ€" ing you. Sit down." ‘"You are too good to me, John," she murmured. ‘"Too good! You have brought me so muchâ€"so many jewâ€" elsâ€"in all these years I have been with you." A swift stabbing pain shot through the man‘s heart. For a moment he fought for breath; then the agony passed; he looked up to see her anxâ€" ious eyves fixed upon him. ‘She opened it, submissively, and hung around her neck a shining neckâ€" lace it contained. Against her white throat it sparkled and flashed, glitterâ€" ing with many tinted fire. Gracefully she swaped before him, hiding her anxiety because she knew he wished it, delighting in his gifts because to do so delighted him. ; i ‘"All these years!" he mused, when he could speak. "All these years! How many years has it been, Bessie? You never told me why you went aâ€" way." ‘"No! I never told you. It has been fifteen years since I came back, John." ‘"Fifteen years!" A great wonder showed in the man‘s eves.. ‘"Fifteen years! Yes! I remember. You â€" came the summer thatâ€"you came just in time to save my life, or my reason. Fifteen years! And you have grown older. I have grown old; but you have stayed young. There is not a line in | your face. We have been happy, happy. | Butâ€"now, it must end. Bessie, Dr.f Kowels frightened me today. He seemâ€" | ed to thinkâ€"Bessie, you must let me | acknowledgeâ€"you before the world. If | I should die." s Fragrant and cool, her slim. handst fell on his burning forehead; her soft eyes shone like starlike into his; likel farâ€"off water sounded the rippling of | her voice. ‘"Are you afraid to die, l John?" she asked. He stared at her blankly, star’tled] by the unearthly sweetness of her look. "No! Not afraid!" he muttered.) Not afraid.. But if I am going to die. .... Am I going to die, Bessie?" He wondered at himself, as he ask. 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