CHAPTER XIX-—Continued. ee] Boe “What they used to call the de- cent thing we call indecent. You sald yourself that marriage without love was horrible. And it is; it's all quar. rel and nagging and deceit. If people are faithful to each other morally they seem to quarrel all the more. Long ago I vowed I'd never marry, and I dort Intend to. I don't want to marry you. But I want your life)” “Mr. Duane! Really, this is out- rageous.” “No, it isn't! Hush and listen, honey—Miss Kip—Daphne—whatever you'll let me call you. I told you I was stark, starving, crazy mad about you, When I think of you looking for She Was More Afraid of Him Now Than Ever. work, lving in that awful spare room those awful when I think of you going from place to place at the mercy of such men as you're to meet—when 1 think of you waiting for poor Wimburn to get out of the poorhouse, I want to grab you in my and run with you. It breaks my heart to see you in dis- frees and anxiety; for 1 want you to have everything and cheer- ful In the world. And I can get it all for you. Let me! Let you and try to make you won't you? He had crowded nearer and he held 'r fast against the door of the car, His right hand clung to ft slid down td her walst, ov toward him, up gly. He laid his cheek against her eft side like a child, the big man lending to the little of Chivvises- sure arms away beantiful me love happy, 3 hers: his He drew staring beseoch- for woman She felt sorry for him and for her- elf. She regretted that cruelty was er one unmistakable duty. She i y right to be kind, and charity would ie a gin. She wrung her hands rom his with persuasion look her head pitying He accepted the des ut before she could escape she felt that he inst her just above her heart. It as as if he had softly driven a nail to it. Tears flamed to her eyelids il fell on his hands as he carried em to his bent brow. He crossed hem on the wheel and hid his face in hem, groaning. “Daphne! She was more afraid hima now han ever. All the splendors he could promise her were nothing to that prof- fer of his longing. While she waited in a battle of im- pulses, he regained self-control with wif-contempt, in a general clench of resolution. “I apologize.” he mumbled. “I'm a fool to think that you could love me.” 3 an fro free iH slow and with a nod, from his Tm i | $ ee Daphne! of CHAPTER XX. Duane did not speak till miles and miles of black road had run backward beneath their wheels, Then he grumbled, “What a fool I was to dream of such a thing!” More miles went under before her curiosity led her to say, faintly. “What were you dreaming of 7" He laughed, and did not answer for another while, Then he laughed again. “Do you really want to know?" “I think so.” “Well, you couldn't hate me any more than you do, so I'll tell you. I sald to myself that 1 would never be the siave of any woman. “It's not that I am stingy about my money, not that I wouldn't take the greatest pleasure in pauperizing my- self for the woman I loved, but that I want her to take my gifts as gifts, not as a tax or a salary. Some of these women think they are doing a mun a tremendous favor by letting him support them. That doesn't get we a little bit. I believe a man does # womap Just as much hovor as she does him, and sacrifices a blamed sight more. He gives up his freedom, and if she gives up hers she's only giving up something she doesn't know how to use anyway.” Daphne had rarely found 8 man who would talk to her with Duane's frankness, and if there Is anything that interests a woman more than an- other it is to hear womankind an- alyzed, even satirized. She was eager for more vinegar, “You won't be shocked and angry?” he asked. “I don't think so.” “You don’t know how pleasant it to talk life and love to a woman who doesn’t rear up and feel insulted at everything. At first you gave me a couple how-dare-you's, but they don’t count. And If you do hate me a little more, why, so much the better. When I thought you had broken with Wimburn I sald to myself, ‘She's the one girl in the world for me. I'm go- to ask her to marry me’ But I was afraid to, for I was afraid of mar- ringe. And then—I— Well, I'd better not— Yes, I will, I said *'She lieves that men and women are equal and have equal rights, ing to like a learn to into a partnership what I sald to mys think it's because 1 cleave to woman: because 1 do. But 1 hate Do you And now you know what 1 was What do { of is of ing be- and she’s go- out hustle for herself, Maybe she well enough of got and little man. love me could to go That's muasint {to hearts,” if. You don't want one it's hin see? dreaming of, think nm The eel’ compieta you answer to his long oration was Duane waited for his answer, and, not getting it, laughed harshly: “Well, that's that. The next number on our program will be a bal- lad I Never Dream but I Bump My Head! Go on! Marry Clay Wimt r miserably ever after, She silence, entitled urn on nothing a year and live " to this, elther. hed state of baf He put the car to its paces ripped through space at fifty an hour. Daphne had 8 new added the load of her sald nothing rel Duane was Ina w flement. and It miles terror to nerves, The car went befinding up a ste incline toward the swerve of a hea: land cut in rigid silhouette by the far reaching searchlight of a ef proaching from direction. Duane kept well to the outside of the road, but just as he met the other motor and winced in the dazzle of its Pp 1. ir ap nd the other lamps, a third car trying to pass it on the hurtied space with a biaze like lights ing the eyes, curve into the narrow ng sear ling and f dis. OL There was a y¢ ng aster, Daphne bent her for life, but without half-blinded, swung his front off the road and grazed a wall rear not The other car smote the mudgug hoot of horns and a sense head and prayed faith, Duane, wheels The wheels were lamp. Daphne thrown this GODT H seemed that was way that, and it her gpine have snapped In a dozen places When she ned her eyes again the car Duane turned to her wit! leq 108 must was hands $ and is fast mn: peered 3 while she promised him that she was not dead, The car that had bested his did not return, but the other did, offering help from a safe distance till its identity y I In the light of down established, ip Duane got his own car. lan the rear, it had sustained a complete fracture of the front axle, a twisted fender, and a shattered headlight. The driver of the other car up and joined the coroner's inquest He stared at Duane, and erled in the tone of an English aristocrat. “Gob bless my soul, ain't you Tom Duane?’ Duane, blinking in the light, peered at him and said: “Yop! 1 can't see you, but erell’s” “Righto: it's me. you're not alone, Nobody hurt, I hope and pray.” “No, but we're pretty far from home and country.” “I see! Hum-m! Pity I couldn't get the number of the swine that hit you. I rather fancy I'll have to give you a lft—what? I was out on a tangaroo hunt, but that will wait-if you don't mind trusting yourself to bad com- pany.” Duane lowered his voice anxiously. “Is It very bad?” Wetherell put the mute on his volce. “As good as yours, I'll wager. But let's not go into family history, Come along and we'll take you to the next neutral port. That would be" “Yonkers.” “Oh, yes. I fancy those were the Yonkers we came through a few miles back, Well, come along” Duane was embarrassed, but he could do nothing except take Weth- erell to his ear and introduce him to Daphne, “Miss Kip,” he sald, “I've got to present Mr. Wotherell, He want ne to ride with him ss far as Yonkers, We'll there.” Wetherell came close and sald: “Did he say Mr. Kip? 1 can't séé you, but I hope you are the fascinats Ing Mrs. Kip I met at Newport. Have you forgotten me so soon?” “I am Miss Kip,” sald Daphne. “Oh, so sorry! I don’t mean that, either, But my Mrs. Kip was a siren ~Lella was her first pame. I called her De-lella, you see, And she called me Samson. She was g—"' “She Is my brother's wife” Daphae, “Oh, you don’t tell me !™ Wetherell gulped, and his abrupt silence was full of startling implications that alarmed Daphne, angered Doane, and threw Wetherell fnto confusion. Duane helped Daphne to alight from the derelict and transferred her to the other car, where Wetherell intro- duced them to a mass of shadow whose name, “Mrs. Bettany.” nothing to Daphne snd everything to Duane, Duane arranged to have a wrecking crew sent out to his and chartered a touring car and a chauf feur for the trip Into New York. He sat back with Daphne and mur mured prayers for be cause of the dangers he had carried into and for the things he had Daphne's nerves had been ked, She had been rushed to adventure of invited to get another car sald meant roadster, forgiveness her adventure body. § fi Career it got 4 been TEeOUs had of ge nn * had been swept along the edge « lisaster, pe sin, 1 y# fit the d turned ia iivvis met Daphne er recent affection ha and crept she glowered at to her the role of ad- BOON, who room in venturess, Tired as she The elangor «1 her to the window, on a town. The prob. lem of debt and food and new clo agen. Everything gray her, Wisdom her to take Duane at his word and try the great How could it bring confusion than now? And the arrived and b lope a8 idres gi} could no morning A gr was she of the AY tin y weary dawned was before sto “ whispered adventure, her fo worse she about her n yaght her in a strange ¢ f mail wren Hines £ her, The ted never a {ne of the pie her. She recalled had stood hac k of and her father ight her eye and smiled Just as the ib was pressed. She touched proofs never a wrinkle, ae gira LE HEH at looked ight she made him would his expression be when he that she had “listened to rea ceased to be his daughter, and become Tom Duane’'s— She shuddered back and the thought, the reunion All the philosophies and wisdoms and answered | the ay from the word She forgot both in joy with her father X were log e that smilie She lifted his pictured lips to hers with filial eagerness and her tear pattered ruinously on the proof, 2} aw #31 Tired as She Was, She Could Not Sleep, wat satisfied to be what the jeweler in Cleveland had called her to Clay Wimburn—*old Wes Kip's girl” Suddenly she remembered Weth. erell and his massages to Leila. She felt so renewedly virtuous herself that it seemed her duty to go down and re- buke Leila’ for her apparent philan. dering at Newport. She was aiso cu. rious to see how guilty Leila would receive the news that Wetherell had asked for her, But she found Bayard at home for luncheon and she was neither mad nor mean enough to confuse Leila before him. And this was rather for his sake than Lella's, Leila was just Informing Bayard that the butcher had delivered the morning's order no farther than the freight elevator, and instructed his boy to send the meat up only after the money came down. Bayard had no money and the cha- grin of his situation was bitter. He snarled at Leila: “Tell the cub to take the meat back and eat It himself, Then I'l go over and butcher the butcher,” Leila dismissed falnt-hearted show of indignation. Then she came back and said, “And now we have no meat to eat.” Bayard was reduced to philosophy, the last resort of the desperate: “Well, vegetarians say ought never to eat meat, anyway. poor, hut, my lord! we're in company. Look st this eartoon of Cesare's in the Sun—Father Knicker bocker turning his pockets inside out and not a per in them, New York city to borrow on the boy with a the wr Wwe has money own current bills, “Look at Europe, aver there der such d« bt that they wondered could meet the interest on foo § 1x iia, n named Wetherel She convineing I do ebhody of that na he? renein- wns ad gained the ad to confess her the of the to Yonkers took » gituation to | How crash svar SGVAan late * 318% heavens | You of all people ! i Duane! What w oe with Ton lid Clay think? {to repr ch Wetherell right Leila Newport. suspect for having k She had that Leila bounds of not She was even Fr of the priet And still vinced of Leila's merely silenced. CHAPTER XXI, she was on- yy. innocence. The next day her fears of Wetherell and of Lella were rekindled. She went Clay. Bayard was out and Leila was on the point of leaving. She was dressed in her killingest frock and hat and generally accoutered for con quest, “Aren't we grand!™ Daphne cried “Sou look like a million dollars. Where are you off to?” “Going for a little spin” “Who with?” Lella hesitated a moment, answered, with a challenging ance: “With Mr. Wetherell, jection?” Daphne disapproved and felt afraid: but when Bayard came in unexpect edly early and asked for Leila Daphne Hed inevitably and said she did not know where she was, She tried to be casual about it. but Bayard caught fire at once. He was already In a state of tindery Irri. tability, and Daphne's efforts to re assure him as ta Leila’s innocence of any guile only angered him the more, He kept leaning out of the window and staring down into the street, FY. nally, espying Leila In Wetherell's car when it approached the apart ment house, he dashed to the elevator and met the two at the curb, When Leila got out she was startled to see him standing at her show, then defi. Any ob There was nothing for her to do but make the introductions, ; ¥ i i Copyright by Harper & Brothers Mr. Wetherell, my husband.” “Ah, really!” Wetherell is a bit of luck! about yon! but sing your praises.” ominously, “Er-—thanks—no, not today. trifie late to an—er—appointment.” “Then I'l have a word with here,” said 3ayard., “Hun along, Leila; I'll Join you In a minute” terrified. The spectacle of rival bucks locking horns in her dispute is not al- i Ef ot [fy GR ji 57 — —— iJ he / + 4 gn / i — a | [f | > A OE “Had You Heard That Your Country Was at War?” ie : ‘ le 88 a civilized frit the niovab and Cx ald not hear esl ¥ glass door, I'd thank you to pay slsewhere” Wetherell gasped at to Mrs to me” 8 $ tha Kip pee ¥ 1 not vou ™ azing be more thax again. Had at al fellow lke fighting for big, strapping ht to be over there try instead of the in drew i's panic at don was forgotten He th une ously m and said, “1 fancy I'm doing service here g2 I could do * mtriotism, himself over the “More eh Bayard sneered. contemptoous iroay. ir business, not * business and 1 don't int her {io nd to have subiected Four--your Well, I've warned you. layard Joined Lella in the vestibule gether, their manded tion. He told her in a rage and she flew into another, between Bayard and Dapline, was enough for both. but, being cornered, pro- ceeded to fight back, wherespon Leila denounced her to Bayard and told of her ride with Duane, It was a right good fight and getting well beyond the bounds of discretion when the telephone announced that Clay Wimburn was calling. Nobody imaginable would have been welcome in that battlefield, but Clay seemed peculiarly ill timed. Bayard went to the telephone and called down : “Tell Mim we're out” "You, sir” Evidently the telephone was taken from the haliman's hand, for Clay's voice roared in Bayard's ear: “1 hear you, you old villain. I know you're in, and I'm coming ap. It's a matter of life and death. I'm on my way up now.” It seemed decenter that Leila and Daphne should disappear, since Bay- ard had said that they were all out. The women retreated to Lella’s room as a good colgn of audition. (TO BR CONTINUED) LL SSO « Mave Much the Same Thought, A luxury is something we are apt fo think our neighbors eannot sford, and our neighbors are ept te think we enonot afford themselves own apartment before she account an fo escape, THIS WEAK, NERVOUS MOTHER | Tells How Lydia E.Pinkham’s | Vegetable Compound Restored Her Health, Philadelphia, Pa.—‘'1 was very weak, always tired, my back ached, and I felt sickly most of the dll time. I went to a doctor and he said pi I had nervous indi- , : estion, which ad- ed to my weak condition kept me worrying most of the time — and be said if I could not stop that, 1 could not get well I heard somuchabout Lydia E. Pinkham's egetable Com. und my husband wanted me to trvit took it fors week and felt a little bet- ter. I kept itup for three months, and 1 feel fine and can eat anything now without distressor nervousness. ’’— Mra, J. WorTHLINE, 2842 North Taylor St, Philadelphia Pa. The majority of mothers nowadays overdo, there sre so many demands upon their time and strength; the result is invariably a weakened, run-down, pervous condition with headaches, back- sche, irritability and depression — and soon more serious ailments develop, It is at such periods in life that Lydia E. Pinkham's Vegetable Compound will restore a normal healthy condition, as it did to Mrs. Worthline, BILIDUSNESS Caused by Acid-Stomach If peoy ted ao m get local symploms sila 5 § ob. ver of is move the chase std t wili re ! Fa at a % Suton iota, rashes, hives, red- Glenn’s Delightful in a warm bath ing sleep. Druggists. You er " {TOR YOUR ACID- STOMACH) ness and skin blemishes can before retiring —soothes the Hill's Hair and Whisker Dye, Bot satisfied gusrant ' Pimples. be quickly removed with nerves and induces refresh. Black or Browns, 50c. Tn ng le Ro lao Got There. Luxworough, . 8 famous pe- i 40 years preaching Both i yr Coles of i West Somerset. Englan destrian walked 35,000 miles to keep engagements When war broke ont Capt. Joha Mae Gregor, M. C, D. C M., Canadian mounted rifles, who has been awards | ed the Victoria cross, snowshos d over i 100 miles to join the colors, preac her, Cuticura Soap for the Complexion. | Nothing better than Cuticura Soap | dally and Ointment now and then as oeeded to make the complexion clear, scalp clean and hands soft and white, Add to this the fascinating, fragrant Cnticura Talcum and you have the | Cuticura Tollet Trio~Adv, Her Outing. “And then,” sald the enthusiastic gig] from Kansas, “we went to a cabarey, and Johany bought me a what 18 it-a Bud and Jerry?” “1 am sure,” replied her city hos tess, “that you mean a Haw and Bud” ~Baffalo Express. His Style. “Did that rich fellow gravel In cognito?” “No: he traveled In a Pullman” It {sn't pride that makes the gallery gods look down upon the rest of the nudisnee.
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