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Dingman Druggist 1- the kind you will find here. very good thing for making hool work easv. ERY DAY EXP! irand Trunk Rafi TIME-TABLE 0 Lv. Toronto ['1' 8.10 IN. Toronto N. 11.55 Ar. Saugeen .J 3. Agent, D. P. Ag ‘10!) t1 eul. T« » J. TO\V\’I‘ R 0.3an AgHIt W. CALDER, Town Agent School Supplies the Children like 11 ll] ml l’mcevlne Glen Hanover Maple Hill \Valkernm Mc‘Villimns Durham: ‘ Allan Park I) UHF. n 1d Hurnin SUNDAY; M monto. :en t “I thoughtâ€"” she began, and then her brow cleared. “I have been look ing up the recitals in the morning paper. The same orchestra you heard last night is to appear again today at.” “No, I’m not.” he replied. “You did not expect me to forget, did you?" He was uncomfortable under her honest, inquiring gaze. A sullen anger against himself took possession of him. He despised himself for the feeling of loneliness and homesickness that sud- denly came over him. When Lydia rejoined him in the sit. ting-room he was standing at the win- do“ staring across the courtyard far below. Are you going?" she asked, steadily. He turned toward her, conscious o! the telltale scowl that was passing from his brow. It did not occur to him to resent her abrupt, uncompro mising question. As a matter of fact. it seemed quite natural that she should put the question in just that way, flatly, incisively. He considered him self, in a way, to be on trial. “Good-~33” came back over the Wire. He started. as if she had given him a slap in the face. Her voice was cold and forbid? ing There was no response. He waited for a moment and then called out: “Are you there?” “What play are you going to see?” he cut in. She mentioned a Belasco production. “Well, I hope you enjoy it, Yvonne. By the way, how is the governor today? In a good humor?" “Going? Oh, dining. I see. Well,“ slowly, deliberately, “we thought it would 'be great fun to dine alone at Delmonico’s and see a play after- ward.” going ”Certainly not. Your father and I. I was about to suggest that you dine with Lydiaâ€"or better still, ask her over here to share your dinner with you.” He was scowling. “Where are you “You and I?” he ment. “No, she doesn’t. A woman wouldn’t understand.” “In What way?” There was a pause. “No woman likes to be regarded as a fool,” she said at last, apparently after careful reflection. “Oh, yes; there is some- thing else. We are dining out this evening.” “I'xe changed my mind. As a mat- ter of fact, Ive changed my heart.” “You speak in riddles.” She was silent for a long time. “Frederic, I want you to do something for me. “'ill you try to convince Lydia. that I meant no ofiense last night when 1â€"” “She understands all that perfectly, Yvonne.” “No,” she said. Then, with a low laugh: “You may be excused for the day, my son. Your father and I have been discussing the trip abroad." “1 thought youâ€"you were opposed to going." thing 0f other ' end there?” “Yes.” “I will be home for dinner, of course. Youâ€"you don’t need me for anything: do you ?” 9n the wir asked after a mo‘ ’: to pick up that the one we heard Are t the She threw an arm about the tall girl and Lydia was surprised to find that it was warm and full'of a. gentle strength. She felt her flesh tingle with the thrill of contact. Yes, it must have been the light from the window, for Yvonne’s face was now aglow with the iridescence that was so peculiarly her own. “Come in, clear. Shall we have tea? I have been so lonely. One cannot read the books they print nowadai’s. Such stupid things, aiâ€"e?” Mrs. Brood met her at the to: r‘f the stairs. She was but”: alf- «Ares: v.3. Her lovely neck and shoulders 22:13 now almost bare. Her hands were extended toward the visitor; the filmy lace gown hung loose and disre- garded about her slim figure. As Lydia mounted the tairs 8173 had a fair glimpse of the other‘s (as.-. Always pallidâ€"but of a healthy ess- lorâ€"it was now almost ghastly. tic-“w. haps is was the light from the window that caused it, Lydia was he: sure. but a queer, greenish hue OVCI‘SI‘IT 9 r1 the lovely, smiling face. The 111,3 : 2 red, very redâ€"redder than she he}. ever seen them. The girl suddenly re- called the 'face she had once seen of a. woman who was addicted to the drug habit. The girl 'COKed up and saw Mrs. Brood leaning over the banish: rail. She was holding her pink dressingâ€" gown closely about her throat, as if it had been hastily thrm‘ n at, cu: I”: shoulders. One bare arm has V isibleâ€" completely so. “I came to see Mr. P-rood. Is heâ€"” “He is busy. Come up to mv romp...” repeated Yvonne, sune“ ‘13; impcri- ously. He 100 {ml back as he strode off in the direct-2.2.1 from which they had come. She was at the top of the steps, her fingers on the electric button. He wondered why her face was so white. He had alwz‘ys thought of it as being full of CC 1,01' rife. soft and “22:11. Inside the door, Lydia experienced a strange s:- 3.1: ing of the heart “13 Mr. Brood -2t2--â€"’ she hes-rm, nervously. A voice at the top of t! e st-irv: 93’ av- terrupted the question sh euas p1; ttitzi; to the footman. “Is it you, Lydia? Come up to 1:1} “Is 1 room.” “So long.” she repeated. dropping into his manner of speech Without thinking. There was a smothering, sensation in his breast. Her heart gave a great throb of relief. It v. s best to haev him out of the way for the time bem “Wellâ€"so long." he sald, diffidently “So long, Lyddy.” He hac Lyddy. 1 flat and Thanks, c we’ve had you here ‘3 she said, 2 you not c “He’d work you to death if he thought it would serve his purpose,” said Frederic, gloomily, and back of that sentence lay the thought that made it absolutely imperative for her to act without delay. “I will (:0 in for a few minutes,” OUS After luncheon, like two happy chil- dren they rushed ofi to the concert, and it was not until they were on their thusiasm began to wane. She was quick to detect the change. He he- came moody, preoccupied; his part of the conversation was kept up with an effort that lacked all the spontaneity of his earlier and more engaging flights. charmed him. “Try it 2 You’ll get it in no time.” “You and I?" “We will go there, Lydia,” he inter- rupted. and at once began to hum the; gay little air that had so completely at 7.19.11: 01: of th “ .ts 1:15.: ”Are c::.:m:1;r, too?” .(1 stopped. “Not just. now, I :‘ninx I’ll run up to Tom's smoke 3. p1,). with him. old girl, for the happy day (1. You don’t mind if I leave “Try it again, Lyddy. few minutes,” heart-{:15 ”Are pla “Tomorrow?" fell from Yvonne’s lips. The word was drawn out as it in one long breath. Then, to Lydia’a astonishment, an extraordinary change came over the speaker. “Yes, yes, it should beâ€"-â€"it must be tomorrow. Poor boyâ€"poor, poor boy! You will marry. yes, and go away at once, aiâ€"e?” He! voice was almost shril_l_i_n. its intensity. Lydia hesitated for a moment. “Frederic asked me to be his Wifeâ€"~ tomorrow,” she said, and her heart be- gan to thump queerly. She felt that she was approaching a crisis of some sort. been happy, both of you?” “Yesâ€"very happy, Mrs. Brood,” said the girl, simply. “I am glad. You must always be happy, you two. It is my greatest wish.” changed the subject. “You have had a nice day with Frederic? You have been happy, both of you?” “No, I Shall Never Be an American." Yvonne had looked up at her quick- ly. “Oh, I see. No, I shall never be an American.” Then she abruptly I mean in the United States, of coursef’ “You may call it your home, Mrs. Brood,” said Lydia, “but are you quite sure your thoughts always abide here? Yvonne’s face clouded. “Oh, yes, I shall come back. Why not? Is this not my home?” “It is like you to say that," cried Yvonne. “You are splendid, Lydia. Will you believe me when 1 tel! you that! love you? That 1 10 you very dearly, very tend :rlv?” Lydia looked at her 111 some doubt and not without misgit 1:133.” should like to believe it,” she said, noncom- mittally. . “Ah, but you are Lydia. t’s differ: ent. I have thoughts sometimes, my dear, that would notâ€"but there! Let us speak of more agreeable things. Sit down here beside me. No tea? A cigarette, then. No? Do you for- give me for what I said to you last night?” she asked, sitting down beside the girl on the chaise longue. ”It was so absurd, Mrs. timed, that I have scarcely given it a n*:<_,.rreeut’s thought. Of course i was but" at the time. It was so unjust L0 sir. brood. It wasâ€"” " “I sh Idnt abject to his rec ding my thoughts,” said Lydia. “Didn’t you feel him a moment ago?” demanded Yvonne, irritably. l “An obsession,” remarked quietly. “He never struck m pecially omnipresent?" "Even wnen 1 am asleep in my in the dead hour of night, he is ing at me. I can feel it, though 21 Oh, it is not a dream, for my «52 are of something or someone 4' never of him. And yet he is looking at me. Itâ€"-it is uncann: She shivered slightly. “I am afr of that man, Lydia. He seems to watching me all of the time. Day a night his eyes seem to be unon n1 “Why should he be we tchinz‘; v01 asked Lydia, bluntly. Yvonne did not notice the ('ue‘ristit you said Mrs. Bmod clos behind them. For staring at the km: see it turnâ€" “Did you see him?” asked the looking at he? sharply. “No,” admitted Lydia, still a “I don’t know xx by I said that.” “It was ijab,” said the girl, and instantly was filled with amazement. She had not seen the Hindu, had not even been thinking of him, and yet she was impelled by some mysterious intelligence to give utterance to a. statement in which there was convic- tion, not conjecture. A door closed soft]? on the‘floor above them. Mrs. Brood glancedtover her shoulder and upward. Her arm tightened pergeptibly about Lydia’s waist. fi~fi ”\"'~V \pA“s\J-‘ on. ._ 'en whén I Know Because it him ?” asked the other, ia, still amazed. 1 OXV \‘ {anj ‘3 :13" and Lydia, as es- SGâ€" (ion. bed, ook- eep. suns re 9n +*++++++++++o++++++++++++¢++++++++++++o++++++¢+++++Â¥ ¢00.OOOOOOOOOOOOOQOOOOQOO96000090000006999090060009 that Frederic in his beam: Lydia started. “W aboutâ€"v. hat has Mr you?” Her heart xx; prehension. “Why an next week? What h next week? What has h Brood’s wife was Ms with narrowing eyes. “(31 You think that mr Ytzzcr'r- “His father will not help h that is what you are counting Mrs. Brood,” said the girl coldly: “I know. He will not help “There is a way, there is a war-x” said the other, fixing her eyes appeal- ingly on the girl’s face, to which the flush of anger was slowly mounting. ++++++++++++§+++++++++++++¢++++e+++++++++++++++++++¢ “Do you mean that you would pro- vide for himâ€"for us?” exclaimed Lydia. “Frederic has no money,” pursued Yvonne, as if she had not heard Lydia’s words. “But that must not deter you. It must not stand in the way. I shall find a. way, yes, I shall find a. way. 1â€"” “But you love each otherâ€"that is enough. Why ask the consent of any- one? Yes, yes, it is for the best. I knowâ€"oh, you cannot realize how well .I know. You must not hesitate.” The woman was trembling in her eager- ness. Lydia’s astonishment gave way to perplexity. “What do .Vou mean? Why are you so seriousâ€"so intent on thisâ€"” 099990090990099 999 9999999 r aw 909099999999999999999990 “1â€" Oh, Mrs. Brood, is it for the best?” cried Lydia. “Is it the best thing for Frederic to do? 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