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AOinOBOf "ROBftRT KLSMEBE."
"I can cheese wliem Ilike7" ibe said ab
ruptly, "I am net bound te Mr. Hawes,"
"Bcsidea," be said, cautiously, changing hit
ground a little, "I theuld have said only, of
course, you mutt knew much better that It
is a little risky te give the British publie
tuch very serious fare as thte, and Imme
diately after the 'White Lady.' TheEnghth
tboater-gecr never teems te me te take kindly
te mcdiascalism king and knlghU and
nobles and the Fifteenth century are very
likely te bore him. Net that I mean te Im
ply for a moment that the play would be a
fallure in point of popularity. Yeu bave get
Bitch a held that you could carry anything
through; but I am Inclined te think that In
'Elvira' you would be rather fighting against
wind and tide-, and that, as I said before, It
would be a great strain upon you."
"The public makes no objection te Mine.
DcsfercU In Victer Huge," she answered
quickly, even sharply. "Her parts, te far as
I knew anything about them, are just these
romantle parts, and she has made her enor
mous reputation out of thorn."
Kendal hesitated. "The French bave a
great tradition of them," he said. "Racine,
after all, was a preparation for Victer
Huge."
"Ne, nep she exclaimed, with sudden bit
terness and a change of volce which startled
htm, "it is net that. It is that I am I, and
Mme. Dccfercts is Mme. Desferets. Oh, I
seel I see very well that your mind Is agalnct
It. And Mr. Wallace there wcre two or
thrce things in his manner which have put
tied me. He has never said yes te my pro
posal formal ly. 1 understand perfectly what
it means; you think that I shall de the play
an injury by acting it; that It is tee geed
former
Kendal knelt as if a thunderbolt had
fallen; the somber passion of her manner af
fected him Indescribably.
"Miss Brctherten f he ci led.
"Yes, yes!'1 she said, almost fiercely, stop step
ping in the path. "It's that, I knew. I
have felt it almost slnce your first word.
What power have I if net tragic power! If
a part like Elvira docs net suit me, what
docs suit me! Of ceurse that is what you
mean. If I cannot act Elvira I am geed for
nothing I am werse thaTl geed for nothing
I nm an Imposter, a sham!''
Bhe sat down en the raised edge of the
bank, for she was trembling, and clasped her
quiveriug hands en her knees. Kendal was
Clasped her quivering hands.
beside himself with distress. Hew had he
blundered se, and what had brought this
about! It was be unexpected, It was Incred
ible. "De dobcliave me!'1 he exclaimed, bend
ing ever her. "I never meant nuything the
least disrespectful te you; Inover dreamed
of it. Yeu asked me te glve you my true
opinion, and my criticism npplied much
raore te the play than te yourself. Think
nothing of It, If you yourself nre persuaded.
Yeu must knew much better than I can
what will suit you. And as for Wallace
Walloce will be proud te let you de what you
will with his play."
It seemed te him that he would have said
anything in the world te soetbo her. It was '
se piteous, se intolerable te him te watch
that quivering lip.
"Ah, yes," she said, looking up, n dreary
emile flitting ever her face, "I knew you
didnt mean te wound me, but it was there,
your feeling; I saw it at ence. I might
have seen it, if I hadn't been n feel, in Mr.
Wnllace's manner. I did soe it. It's only
what every ene whose opinion is worth hav
ing is beginning te say. My ncting has been
itnigbtmare te me lately. I lieliee it bes
been a great, great mistake."
Kcudal never felt a keener hatred of the
concntlennlities which rule the rolatlens bo be
tw ecu men and women. Could he only have
simply expressed his own feeling, he would
have knelt beside her en the paih, hae taken
the trembling bands in his own, und com
forted her ns a woman would have done. But
. ns, it was, he could only stand stiff nnd
awkward before her, nnd J'et it seemed te
him as if the w hole world had resolved itself
into his own individuality and hers, and as if
the gay river party nnd the bright, friendly
relations of nn hour boferowero separated
from the prosent by an impassable gulf.
-And, worst of all, there scorned te lj a
strange perversity In bis speech a fate which
dreve him into betraying every here nrd
there his own real standpoint whether he
would or no.
"Yeu must net say such things," he said,
as calmly as he could. "Yeu have charmed
the English publie as no ene clse has ever
charmed it. Is that net a great thing te
have done! And if I, who nm very fastid
ious nnd very captious nnd ever-critical m a
hundred ways if I nm inclined te think that
apart Is rather mero than you, with your
short dramatic experience, can compass quite
successfully, why, what does it matter! I
may lw quite wrong. Don't take any netice
of my opinion; forget it, and let me help
you, if I can, by talking ever the pluy."
Bhe shook her head with a bitter little
smile. "Ne, no; I shall never forget it.
Your attitude only brought home te me, nl nl
mest mero strongly than I could bear, what
I have suspected a long, long time the con cen
mpt which peeple llke you end Mr. Wnl
ia&rfccl formel''
"Contempt I'1 cried Kendal, beside himself,
nnd feeling as if all the criticisms he had
allowed himself te make of her wcre recoil
ing iu ene nvenging mass upeu his head. "I
never felt anything but the warmest admi
ration for your courage, your work, your
womanly goodness nnd sweetness."
"Yes," she said, rising and holding out her
hand half uncouscleusly for her cloak, which
she put round licr 03 though the w cod bad
suddenly grown cold; "admiration for me as
n woman, contempt for me as nn artist I
There's the whole bare truth. Dees It held
my future In It, I wonder! Is there nothing
in me but this beauty that peeple talk of,
nnd which I sometimes hatel"
She swept her hair back from her forehead
with a fierce dramatic gesture. It wa3as
though the self in her was rising up nnd ns
sci ting itself ugainst the judgment which hud
been pas-sol upon it, as if seme hidden force,
hardly suspected even by herself, were beat
ing ngainst its bars. Kendal watched ber in
helpless sikuce. "Tell me," she said, fixing
her deep hazel ojes upon him, "you ewo it te
me you have given me se much pain. Ne,
no; you did uet meau It. But tell me, and
tell me from the lottem of your heart that
is, if you nre interested enough in me what
is it I want! What is it that seems te be
threatening me with fallure as an artist! I
work all day long; my work is never out of
my head, it seems te pursue me all night.
But the mero I struggle with it the less suc
cessful I seem even te myself."
Her leek was haunting; there wa despair
nnd there was hepe in it. It implied that she
hail set him up in her impulsivowayasnsert
of an eracle who aloue could help her out el
her dllllculty. In presence of that leek his
own conventionality fell away from bim, and
he spoke the plain, direct truth te her.
"What you want," he said slowly, as if the
words wcre forced from him, "is knowledge!
- Londen lias taught you much, aud that Is
why you are dis.itlsGed with your work it
is the beginulug of all real success. But you
want iitive knuw ieJge the kuowkdge
you could get from books, aud the knowl knewl
lge ether jieople could teach you. Yeu
want a true sense of what has been dene and
Hi M QOM wttti YYMf aft and VtM
waataatealgkt Inte the world et Idea lying
round ft and about It Yen are very young,
ad yen bar ted te train yourself. But
rerjr human art nowadays is se complicated
that none of at can get ea without uelng tbe
(Teat serai of esperienee ether have laid
up rer as."
It was all out new. He had spoken his
tame mind. Tbey bad stepped again, and
aba was looking at him Intently; It struck
him that ha could net pesalbly have said
what ha bad been saying unless be had been
ltd en by an Instinctive dependence upon a
great magnanimity of nature In her. And
then the next moment the strange opposite
the matter held In It flashed across him. He
aaw tbe crowded theatre, the whlte figure en
the stage; hit ear seemed te be full of the
clamor of praise with which Londen had
been overwhelming Its favorite It was te
this spotted child of fertune that be had been
playing the schoolmaster he, ene captious
man of letters, against tbe world.
But the had net a thought of the kind, or
rather the situation presented Itself te her in
exactly the contrary light. Te her Kendal's
words, instead of being these of a single
critic, were the voice and the embodiment of
a hundred converging impressions nnd sensa
tions, and she felt n relief In having analyzed
te the full the vague treuble which bad been
settling upon her by this unraveling of her
own feelings and his.
"I am very grateful te you," she said
steadily; "very. It it strange, but almost
when I first taw you I felt that there was
something ominous In you te me. My dream
in which I have been living has never been
se perfect since, and new I think it has gene.
Don't leek se grieved," the cried, inexpress
ibly touched by his face. "I am glad you
told me all you thought It will be a help te
me. And as for peer Elvira," she added,
trying te smile, for all ber extreme paleness,
"tell Mr. Wallace I glve her up. I am net
vexed. I am net angry. Don't you think
new we had better go back te Mrs. Btuart!
I should llke a rest with her before we all
meet again."
She moved forward as she spoke, and it
seemed te Kendal that her step was unsteady
and that she was deadly white. He planted
himself before her in tbe descending path
aud held out a hand te help her. Bhe gave
htm her own, and he carried it impetuously
te his lips.
"Yeu are nobleness itself P he cried, from
the depths of his heart. "I feel as if I had
been the merest pedant blunderer the most
incapable, clumsy idiot."
Bhe smiled, but the could net answer. And
in a few mere mementa voices and steps
could be heard approaching, and the scene
was ever.
CHAPTER VI.
The Sunday party separated at Padding Padding
ten en the night of the Nuneham expedition,
and Wnllace and Eustace Kendal walked
eastward together. The journey home had
been very quiet Miss Brctherten had been
forced te declare, herself "extremely tired,"
and Mrs. Stuart's anxiety and sense of re
sponsibility about her had communicated
themselves te the rest of the party.
"It is the effect of my long day yesterday,"
she said apologetically te Ferbes, who hov
ered about ber with theso affectionate atten
tions which n man en the verge of old age
pays with freedom te a young girl. "It
won't de te let tbe publie see se much of me
in future. But I don't want te spoil our
Sunday. Talk te me and I shall forget it"
Wallace, who had bad bis eyes about him
when she and Eustace Kendal emerged from
the weed lu view of the rest of the party, was
restless nnd ill at case, but there was no
getting any information, even by gesture,
from Kendal, who sat in his corner dil
igently watching the moonlight en tbe flying
fields, or making every new and then orae
disjointed attempts at conversation with
Mrs. Stuart
At the station Miss Brcthcrten's carriage
was waiting; tbe party of gentlemen saw
her and Mrs. Stuart, who insisted en taking
her home, into it; the pale, smiling fnce bent
forward; she waved her hand in response te
tbe lifted hats aud she was gene.
"Well," said Wallace, with a world of in
quiry In his voice, as be and Kendal turned
eastward.
"It has been an unfortunate business," said
Kendal abruptly. "I never did n thing
worse, I think, or spent a mere painful half
hour."
Wallace's face fell. "I wish I hadn't bored
you with my confounded affaire," lie ex
claimed. "It was tee bad 1"
Kendal was inclined te ngrce inwardly, for
hi was in n Plate of irritable reaction; but he
had the justlce te add aleud: "It was I who
was the feel te undcrtake it And I think,
indeed, it could have lcen done, but that cir
cumstances, which neither you nor I had
weighed sufficiently, were against it. She is
in n nervous, shaken state, mentally nnd
physically, and before I hnd hnd time te dis
cuss the point at all she had carried it en te
the personal ground, aud the thing was up."
"She is deeply offended, thenf'
"Net ut all, in the ordinary sense; she is
tee line creature; but she talked of the 'con
tempt' that you and I feci for berl"
"Geed heavensl" cried Wallace, feeling
most unjustly persuaded that bis friend had
buugled the matter horribly.
"Yes," said Kendal deliberately; "'con
tempt,' that was it I don't knew hew it
came about. All I knew is, that w hat I Bald,
which seemed te me very harmless, was like
n match te a mine. But sbe told me te tell
you that she made no further claim en
'Elvira.' Se the play is safe."
"D the pluy P cried Wnllace vigorously,
a sentiment te w hich jierhaps Kendal's Bilence
gave consent. "But I cannot let it i-est
there. I must write te her."
"I don't think I would, if I were you," said
Kendal. "I should let it alone. She leeks
upon the matter as finished. She told me
particularly te tell you that she was net
vexed, and you may be qulte sure that she
isn't, In any vulgar sense. lVrlmps that
makes It all the werse. However, you'ven
right te knew what happened, se I'll tell you
ns far as I remember."
He gave an abridged account of the con cen con
vcrsatlen.whicli made matters a llttle clearer,
though by no means less uncomforta
ble, te Wnllace. When it was ever they
were uearing Vige street, the point at which
their routes diverged, Wallace having rooms
in the Albany, nnd Kcudal hailed a hansom.
"If I were J oil," he said, as itcameup, "I
fheuld, as I said before, let the thing uloue
as much as possible. She will probably sjKuk
te you about it, and you will, of ceurse, bay
what you like, but I'm pretty sure 6he won't
tnke up the play again, and if she feels n
coolness towards anybody It won't be toward
you."
"Thcre's small consolation in that!"' ex
claimed Wallace.
"Anyhow, make the let of It, my dear fel
low," said Kendal, as though determined te
stiikea lighter key. "Don't be se dismal,
things will leek differently te morrow morn mern
ingthey generally de tbere's no tremend
ous harm done. I'm 6erry I didn't de your
bidding better. Honestly, when I coma te
think ever it, I don't see hew I could have
dene otherwise. But I don't exjwet you
te think se."
Wnllace laughed, protested and they
parted.
A few moments later Kendal let himself
into bU rooms, where lights were burning,
nnd threw himself into his reading chair, be
side which his 1oeks and papers steed ready
te bis baud. Generally nothing gave him n
greater tense of bien-etre than this nightly re
turn, after a day sjwnt in society, te theso
silent aud faithful companions of his life.
He was accustomed te feel the ntmosphcre of
bis room when hocameback te it charged
with welcome. It was as though the
thoughts mid schemes he bad left warm
and safe in shelter there started te life
again after a day's torpor, and thronged
te meet him. His books smiled nt blm
with friendly faces, tbe open page called
te blm te resume the work of the morning
he was In every sense at home. Te-night,
however, the familiar spell seemed te have
lest its force After a hasty supper be took
up seme proofs, pen in band. But the first
page was hardly turned Ix-fere they bail
dropped en te his knee. It seemed te hfm as
if be still felt en his arm the folds of a green,
fur edged cloak, as if the touch of a soft,
cold hand were still lingering In his. Pre
sently he fell te recalling every detail of the
afternoon scene the arching Leech trees, tbe
rich red affd brown of tbe earth beneath,
tinged with the winter sbeddings of tbe trees,
tbe littla raised bank, her eyes as sbe looked
up at bim, tbe soft wisps of her golden brown
hair under her hat What superb, unap.
proachable beauty It wesl Hew living, hew
rich in content and expression)
"Ami in leve witblsabsl Brctberjput'ha
tut, mm PaeticnMteman'
with hit en en the portrait of his sister.
"Perhaps Marie could tell me-I dent un
derstand myself. I dent think te. And it I
were, I am net a youngster, and tny life Is a
tolerably full one. I could bold myself in
and trample it down It It were best te de se.
I can hardly imagine myself absorbed in a
great passion. . My bachelor 11 fe Is a geed
many years old my habits won't break up
easily. And, supposing I felt the beginning
of It, I could step it if reason were against it"
He left his chair and began te pace up and
down tbe room, thinking. "And there it ab
solutely no sort of reason In my letting my
self fall In leve with Isabel Brrthertenl Bhe
has never given me the smallest right te
think that she tikes any mero interest iu me
than she ders in hundreds of peeple whom
sha meets en friendly terms, unless it may be
an intellectual interest as Wallacn imagines,
and that's a peer sort of stepping stene te
level Audit it were ever possible that she
should, this afternoon lias taken away the
possibility. Fer, however maguaulmeus a
woman may lie, a thing like that rankles; It
can't help it Bhe will feel the sting of it
werse te-morrow than today, nnd though she
will bdl herself that she bears no grudge, it
will leave n gulf between us. Fer, of course,
she must go en acting, and whatever depres
sions she may have, she must Iwllcve In her
self; no ene can go en working without it,
and I shall always recall te Iter something
harsh and humiliating I .
"Supposing, by any chance, it wt.re net se
supposing I were nble te gather up my re
lation with her again and make it u rcally
frlendly one I should take, I think, n cry
dcflnltollne; I should make up my mind te
hoof usoteher. After nll.it Is true what
she says there nre many things In me that
might be helpful te her, and everything
there was she should have the benefit of. I I
would make a serious purpese of it She
should find me a friend worth having." i
His thoughts wandered en a while In this '
direction. It was pleasant te we himself in
the future as illss Bretberten's philosopher
nnd friend, but In the end the sense of reality
gained upon his dreams. "Inmn feel," he
said te himself resolutely at last, "and I may -as
wsll go te bed nnd put her out of ray
mind. Tbe chance is ever gene done with, I
If it ever existed."
The next morning, en coming down te
breakfast, he saw nmeng his letters a hand
writing which startled him. Where bad he
seen it boferol In Wallace's hand three da) s
age! He opened it nnd found the following
nete:
M Dtut Jin. KEJtn.il-Yeii knew, I think, that
I am oft next week en Monday, If all gees well. I
We go te Switzerland for n while, and then te !
Tnil.ik l.liUlt lwu.1. Ml u. t..,l . . . '
ww, nunu iwiia i uie isuuen very pleasant
In August We shall be there by the 1st of Au
gust and Mr. Wallace tells me he hears from you
that your sister, Madame de Chatenuvleux, ill
be there about the same time. I forget te ask you
yesterday, but U you think she would net object
te It would you glve me a llttle nole introducing
me te her! All that I have beard of her makes
me very anxious te knew her, and she would net
And me a troublesome person 1 We shall hardly, I
suppose, meet again before I start It net, ploase
remember that my friends con always find me en
6unday afternoon. Yours very truly,
Isinu. Urctiiiiiien.
Kendal's hand closed tightly ever the note.
Then he put it carefully back into its enve
lope, and walked away with his hands behind
him and the nete Id them, te stare out of
window at the red reefs opposite
"That Is llke her," he murmured te himself:
"I wound and hurt her; she guesses I shall
suffer for It, and, by way of setting up the
friendly bend again, next day, without
a word, she asks me te de hern kindnessl
could anything Ira mero delicate, mero gra
cious!" Kendal never had greater difficulty In fix
ing his thoughts te bis work than that morn
ing, nnd at lest, in despair, he pushed bis book
aside, and wrote an answer te MJss Brcth Brcth
ereon, and, when that was accomplished, a
long letter te his sister. The first took bim
longer than its brevity seemed te justify. It
contained no refcrence te anything but ber
request He felt a compulsion upon blm te
treat the situation exactly as she bad dour,
but, given this limitation, hew much cordi
ality and respect could two sides of letter
Saper be made te carry with due regard te
cee rum and grammar!
When he next met Wallace, that hopeful,
bright tempered person bad entirely recov
ered his cheerfulness. Miss Brethcrten, he
reported, had attacked the subject of Elvira
with blm, but se lightly that he had no op
portunity for saying' any of the skillful
things he had prepared.
"She evidently did net want the question
seriously opened," he said, "se I followed
your ndvlce and let it alone, and slnce then
she has liecn charming both te Agnes nnd
me. I feel myself as much of a hrute ns
ever, but I see that the only thing I can de is
te bold my tengue about It." Te which
Kendal heartily agreed.
A few days afterwerds the newspapers
gave a prominent place te reporUef Mlsa
Bretberten's farowell performance. It had
been n qrcat social event Half the distin
guished peeple in Londen wcre present, led
by royalty. londen, in fact, could hardly
bear te part with Its favorite, nnd compli
ments, flowers nnd farewells showered upon
ber. Kendal, who had net meant tegnnt
thotiinewbon tickets wcre te be had, tried
nbeut tbe middle of tbe week after the Ox
ford Sunday te get a seat, but found it ut
terly Impossible. He might have managed
It by applying te her through Edward Wal
lace, but that he was unwilling te de for
various reasons. He told himself that, after
all, It was better te let her llttle nete and his
answer clese his relations with her for the
present Everywhere else but In the theatre
she might still regard him ns rcr friend; but
tbcre tbey could net but 13 antagonistic in
seme degree ene te another, and net even In
tellectually did Kendal wish just new te meet
her ej a footing of antagonism.
Se, when Saturday night came, he passed
the hour of Miss Bretberten's triumph at a
ministerial evening party, where it seemed
te him that tbe air was full of her name, and
that half the guests wcre tbore as a pls-allcr,
because the Calllope could net I cccive them.
And yet he thought be noticed in the com
mon talk about her that criticism of her as
an actress was a geed tleal moi-e general than
it had lieeu at the beginning of the season.
Tba llttle knot of persons with nn opinion
nnd reasons for it had gradually Influenced
the larger public. Novcrtheless there was no
abatement whatever of the jwpular desire te
see her, whether en the stage or in society,
The engeucment for ber personally, for her
Ticauty, and her fresh, pure womanliness,
showed no signs of yielding, and would held
out, Kendal thought, for seme time, against
a much stronger current of depreciation en
tbe intellectual slde than had as yet set in.
He laid down tbe Monday paper with a
smiloef self scorn and muttered; "I should
llke te knew hew much 6he remembers by
tbe tlmoef the prig who lectured te her in,
Nuneham weeds a week age 1" In the even
ing hU Tall Mall Gazctte told him that Miss
Brctherten bad crossed the channel that
morning, en reute for Paris and Venice. He
fell te calculating tbe weeks which must
clapse before his sister would Ikj in Vcnice,
and lief ero he could hear of any meeting lv
tween Ler and the Brctherten jwrty, und
weundup bis calculations by deciding that
Londen was already het and would seen be
empty, nud that, as seen as he could gather
together certaiti lioeks he was iu want of, he
would carry them and his proofs down Inte
Surrey, refuse all invitations te country
houses, nnd tloveto himself te his work.
Befere be left be paid a farewell call te
Sirs, btmrt, who gave bun full end enthusi
astic ncceunts of Isabel Brptherteu's last
night, nnd informed him that her brother
talked of following the Ilretherteus te Venice
seme time in August.
"Allx-rt," sha said, speaking of her hus
band, "declares that be cannot get nway for
mero than thrce weeks, and that be must
liave wine walking; se that what we propose
at present Is te pick up Edward at Vcnice at
tbe cod of August, and meve up altogether
into the mountains afterward. Ob, Mr. Ken
dal," she w cut en, a llttle nervously, as if net
quite knowing whether te attack the subject
or net, "It was devoted of you te threw
yeurtcif Inte the breach for Ed ward as you
did at Oxford. I axi nfraid it must have
beemery dUagrecable, lieta te jeu nnd te
her When Edward told me of it next morn
ing it made me cold te think of it I made
up my mind that our friendship yours and
ours with her was ever. But de you knew
the came te call en ma that very afternoon
bow tbe made tiuie I don't knew, but she did.
Naturally, 1 was cry uncomfortable, but sha
U'gautetalk of it lu the calmest way w hlle
we word having tea. 'Mr. Kendal was prob
ably r.mte light,' she said, 'In thinking tbe
jart unsultwl te me. Anyhow, I asked him
for his opinion, and I should be a peer crea
ture te minil hi? glyjng It.,' And. then the
tugBea aaa caia tMt sat Bawarate
keep hit eyes open for anything that weMx
de better for her in tbe antumn. And since
then she bat behaved as if the had forgotten
all about it. I never knew any ene with test
imallncn about her."
"Ne; she Is a fine creature," said Kendal,
almost mechanically. Hew llttle Mrs. Btuart
knew or, rather, hew entirely remote tbe
was from feeling what had happened t It
teemed (e blm that the emotion of that tcene
was still thrilling through all his pulses, vet
te what ordinary llttle proportions had it
been reduced inMrt.Btuart'stnlndl Uealone
had seen the vtil lifted, had come clese te the
energetic reality of the girl's nature. That
Isabella Brctherten could feel se, could leek
se, was known only te blm the thought had
pain in It, but the keenest pleasure also.
"De you knew," said Mrs. Btuart pres
ently, wlthntone of reproach In her voice,
"that she asked for you en tbe last nlgbtP
"Did she!"
"Yes. Wu bad Just gene en the stage te
see ber after the curtain had fallen. It was
such a pretty sight, you ought net te have
missed It Tbe prince bad ceme te say good geed
by te hr, aud, as we came in, she was just
turning away iu her long phantom dress
with the whlte heed falling round ber head,
llke that Remncy picture don't you remem
ber! of Lady Hamilton Mr. Ferbes het
rawn ber In it two or three times. The
stage was full of people. Mr. Ferbet was
there, of course, and Edward, and eurtelret,
and presently I heard her tay te Edward,
'Is Mr. Kendal here! I did net sen htm in
the house.' Edward said something about
your net having been nble te act a scat,
which I thought clumsy of him, for, of
She uat.Jusl turning nu-ciy.
course, we could have get some sort of n
place for you nt the last moment She didn't
say nnytblng, but I thought if you won't
mind my saying se, Mr. Kendal that, con
sidering all things, it would bave liecn better
If you had been there."
"It seems te me," said Kendal, with voxa vexa voxa
tlen In rlis voice, "that there la n fatcngalnst
my doing anything ns I ought te de It I
thought, en the whole, It would be better net
te make n fuss about it when it came te the
last Yeu see she must leek upon me te
seme extent ns a critical, If net n hostile, In
fluence, nnd I did net wish te remind her of
my existence."
"Ob, well, said Mrs. Stuart, In her cheery,
common sense way, "that evening was such
nn evern helming experience that I tlen't
suppese sbe could bave felt any soreness to
wards anybody. And, de you knew, Bhe is
improved! I don't qulte knew what it Is,
but certainly ene or two of theso long scenes
sbe does mero Intelligently, nnd even the
death srene Is better less monotonous. I
sometimes think sbe will surprise us all yet"
"Very likely," said Kendal, absently, net
iu reality believing a went It, but it was im im
pesjlbla te dissent
"I hepe se," exclaimed Mrs. Stuart, "with
all my heart. She has lieeu very depressed
often theso last weeks, nnd certainly, en the
whole, peeple have been harder upon her
than they were at first. I am se glad that
sbe and your sister will meet in Venice.
Mme. de Chateau v lour is just the friend she
wants."
Kendal walked home fecllug the rankling
of a fresh pin point. She had nsked for blm,
and he had net been there I What must she
think, apparently, but that, from a sour,
moreso consistency, he bad refused te be u
witness of her triumph I
Ob, hostllefatesl
A week later Eustace was settled iutbe
Surrey farm hoube which bad sheltered the
Sunday league en its first expedition. The
Surrey country was In its full glory; the first
purple heather was fully out nnd the distant
hills rese blue and vaporous across stretches
of vivid crimson, broken here and there by
the dim gray greens of the furze or the
sharper color of the bracken. The chorus
of birds had died away, but the nests wcre
net yet tcnantless. Tbe great sand pit near the
farm heuse was still vocal with innumeruhle
breeds of sand martins, still onlivcued by the
constant skimming te and fro of the parent
birds. And under Kendal's sitting room
window n iair of tomtits, which the party
had watehed that Slay Sunday, wcre Just
launching their young family en the world,
One of his first walks was te that spot beyond
the pond where they bad made their after
noon camping ground. The nut hatches had
fled fled, Kendal hoped, seme tlme licfore,
for tbe band of the spoiler had been near
their dwelling, and iU fragments lay scat
tered en the ground. He presently learned
te netice that he never beard the sharp sound
of the bird's tapping bonk among the weeds
without a llttle start of recollection.
Outslde his walks, his days wcre spent in
continuous literary effort Ills book was in
a coudltieu which called for all his energies,
nnd be threw himself vigorously into it. The
first weeks were taken up with n long review
of Victer Huge's prese und poetry, with n.
view te a final critical result. It seemed te
him that there was stuff in the great French
man te suit all weathers and allskles. There
wcre somber, wind swept days when the
stretches of brown ling net yet in flower, tbe
hurrying clouds nnd the bending trees were
In harmony witii all tbe flerce tempestuous
silo of the great romantic. There wcre
ethers when tbe homely, tender, domestic
aspect of tbe country formed a sort of frame
work and accompaniment te the simpler
patriarchal elements in the leeks which Ken
dal had about him. Then, when tbe pages en
Victer Huge wcre written, theso already
printed en Chateaubriand tegaii te dissat
isfy him, and he steeped himself ence raore
iu tbe rolling artificial harmonies, the mingled
beauty and falsity of ene of the most wonder
ful of styles, that he might draw from it its
secrets and say n last just word about it.
He knew a few families in tbe neighbor
hood, but he kept nway from them, and al
most bl only connection with tbe outer
world during his first month in tbe country
was his corrcsjwndcnce with Mine, tin
Chatcauvlcux, who was at Etrctat with her
husband. She wrete her lietbcr very lively
characteristic accounts of tbe life tbcre, fill
ing ber lettcra with amusing sketches of the
political ortartlitie celebrities with whom the
little Nerman town swarms in tbe season.
After tbe third or fourth letter, however,
Kendal began te leek restlessly at tbe
Etrctat postmark, te reflect that Marie had
been there a long time, and te wonder she
was net already tired of such u publie sort of
existence as tbe Etrctat life. The bathing
scenes, and the fire eating, deputy, and tbe
literary woman with a mission for the spread
of naturalism, became very flat te blm. He
was astonished that his sister was net as
onxieui te start for Italy as be was te hear
that she had dene se.
This temper of his was connected with the
fact that after the first of August he began
te develop a curious Imiiatlence en the sub
ject of the dally peit. At Old Heuso farm
the pest was taken as leisurely as everything
clse; there was no regular delivery, and Ken
dal generally was content te trust te tbe
casual mercies of the butcher or baker for lib
letters. But after the date mentioned it oc
curred te him that his letters uached him
with an abominable inegularity, ami that it
would tle hU work no harm, but, en tbu con
trary, much geed, it he took a daily constitu
tional in the direction of tbe postelllce, which
gave n touch of official dignity te tbe wasp
filled precincts of n grocer's shop In tbe vil
lage, seme two miles off.
Fer seme considerable number of days,
however, hi walks only furnished htm with
feel for reflection en the common dltprojior dltprejior dltprojier
tlon of meaus te ends in this life. His sister's
I-rsLtcuce iu sticking te tbe soil of France
began te seem te blm extraordinary 1 Hew
vtr, at last the manoteny of the EtreUt
peattnarka wat broken by a pett card from
Lyens. "We are here for the night en tome
business of Paul's; te-morrow we hope te be
at Turin, and two or three days later at
Venice, By the way, where will tbe Brethe r r
tens be! I mutt trust te ray natlve wlte, I
tuppose, when I get there. Bhe is net the
tort of light te be bidden under n bushel.
This pest cant disturbed Kendal net a
llttle, nnd be felt Irritably that somebody
had mismanaged matters. He had supposed,
and Indeed suggested, that Miss Brctherten
tbeuld lnclote his note in ene of ber own te
hit sister's Paris address, giving, at the same
time, tome indication of a place of meeting
in Venice. But if the had net dene this, it
was very possible that the two women might
oust each ether after all Bometimes, when
he had been contemplating this possibility
with disgust, be would, with n great effort,
make himself reflect why it was that he
eared about the matter se disproportionate.
Whv was he te deeply Interested In Isabel
Breiherten'i movements abroad and In the
meeting which would bring her, te te speak,
once mero into his own world! Why! be
cause It was impossible,' he would answer
himself indignantly, net te foci a profound
Interest In any woman who had ever shared
as much emotion with you as she had with
him In these moments at Nuneham, who had
received a wound nt your hands, had winced
under It and still had remained gracious
and kind and womanly t "I tbeuld be n hard
hearted brute," be tatd te himself, "it I did
net feel a very deep and peculiar Interest lu
her It I did net desire that Marie's friend
ship should abundantly make up te her for
my blundering l"
Did he ever really deceive himself Inte Im
agining that this was all! It Is difficult te
tay. The mind et a man no longer young,
and trained In nil the subtleties of thought,
does net deal with an Invading sentiment
exactly as n youth would de with all his ex
perience te come. It steals upon blm mero
slowly, he Is capable et disguising it (e him
self longer, of escaping from it into ether in
terests. Passion is in Its ultimata essence tbe
some, wherever it appears and under what
ever conditions, but It possesses Itscir et
human life In different ways. Slowly ant
certainly the old primeval Are, the com
monest, fatalcst, dtvinest force of life, was
making Its way Inte Kendal's nature. But
it was making lu way against antagonists
forces of habit, tradition, self restraint It
found a hundred ether Interests' In possession;
It had a strange Impersonality and timidity
of nature te light with. Kendal had been ac
customed te llve In ether men's lives. Was
he only Just beginning te llve his own!
But, however it was, be was at least con
scious during this waiting tlme that life was
full of tome bidden saver; that his thoughts
wcre never Idle, never vacant; that, as he lay
flat among the fern In his moments et rest,
following the march of the clouds as they
sailed divinely ever the rich breadth and
color of tbe commons, a whole breed et im
ages ncstled at his heart, or teemed te hover
In the sunny air befere him visions et a
slender form fashioned with Greek suppleness
and majesty, et a soft and radiant presence,
et leeks all womanliness, and gestures all
grace, of a smlle llke no ether he hnd ever
seen for charm, et n quick, Impulsive gait I
He followed that figure through sccne after
scene; be (aw primroses iu its band, nnd the
pale spring blue above It ; be recalled It stand
ing tense and still with blanched check and
fixed appealing eye, while all round the June
weeds murmured In the brocze; he sur
rounded it In imagination with tbe pomp
and clrcumstance of the stage, and realized
it as n center of emotion te thousands. And
then from 'memories be would pass en te
(peculations, from tbe scenes he knew te theso
he could only guess at, from the Ufa of which
he had seen a llttle te tbe larger and unex
plored life boyeud.
And se the days went un, and though he
was impatient and restless, yet indoors his
work was congenial te him, and out of doers
the sun was bright anil all the while n certain
little god lay hidden, speaking no nrtlculate
word, but waiting with a mlscliloveus pa
tience for the final overthrew of ene mero
peer mortal.
At last the old postmistress, whom he had
almost ceme le.rcgard as cherishing n per
sonal grudge against blm, ceased te repulse
blm, and after bis seven years of famlne the
years of abundnnce set in. Fur the epace of
three weeks lettcrs from Venice lay waiting
for blm almost every alternate morning, ana
the hcathery slopes lictwccn tbe farm and the
village grew familiar with the spoctacle of a
tall, thlu man In n rough tweed suit strug
gling as he walked with sheets of foreign paper
which the wlud was doing its host te filch
away from him.
Tbe following extracts from these lettcra
contain tuch portions of them as are neces
sary te our ebject:
"Casa. MiwiHEfTr.
"My DKAn Eustace I can only write you
n very scrappy letter today, for we nre Just
nettling into our apartment, and the rooms
are strewn in tbe most distracting way with
boxes, books and garments; whlle my maid,
Felicie, and the old Italian wenuui Catcrinn,
who Is te cook and manage for us, seem te be
able te de nothing net even te put chair
straight or order seme bread te keep us from
Btarving without consulting me, Paul, tak
ing advantage et a husband's prerogative,
has geno off te flaucr en the piazza, whlle
bis women folk make Ufa tolerableat home;
which It a very unfair aud spiteful version
et his proceedings, for be has really geno as
much en my business as en his own. I sent
him feeling his leek of misery, as ha tat en
a packing case iu the lnlddle of this chaos,
terribly en my mind te see if he could find
tbe English consul (whom he knows a little),
and discover from bim, if possible, where
your friends are. It is ttrange, as you say,
that Mls.1 Brctherten should net have written
te me; but I Incline te put it down te our old
Jacques at home, who is getting mero and
mero Imbecile with tbe weight of years and
infirmities, aud is qulte cnpable et forward
ing te us all the letters which are net worth
posting, and leaving all the Important ones
piled up in the hall te await our return. It
Is provoking, for, it the Brethcrten party are
uet going te stay long In Venice, we may
easily spend nil our tlme in looking for each
ether; which will, Indeed, lien lame nnd im
potent conclusion. However, I bave heies
of Paul's clevcrnc&i.
"And new, 4 o'clock I There is no help
for it, my dear Eustace. I must go nud
Instruct Catcrinn hew net te poison us in our
dinner tonight Sbe leeks a dear old soul,
but totally Innocent et anything but Italian
barbaritlesjin the way of cooking. A'nd Felicie
also Is well meaning but Ignorant, se unless I
wish te have Paul en my hands for a week I
must be off Thl3 rough picnicking life, In
Venice, et all places, Is a curious llttle ex
perience, but I made up my mind last tlme
we wcre here that we would venture our
precious i elves in no mero hotels. Tbe heat,
tbe niusqultec, tbe horrors of the feed were
tee much. Here we have a garden, a
kitchen, a cool sitting recm, and It I cboeso
te feed l'aul en llsane and milk pudding;,
who is te prevent mcl
"Faul bad Just ceme In with victory
written en bis brew. The English consul
was of no use; but, ns he was strolling home,
be went Inte St. Mark's, and there, of course,
found tbcml Iu the church wcre apparently
all the English peeple who have ns yet ven
tured te Venice, and these, or most of them,
seemed te be following iu the wake of a llttle
party of four poriens two ladies, a gentle
man and a lame girl walking with a crutch.
An excited English tourist condescended te
Inform l'aul that It was 'the great English
ectress, Miss Brctherten,' who was creating
all the commotion. Then, of course, he went
up te her he was provoked that he could
hardly see her In tbe dim light of St Mark's
Introduced himself and described our per
plexities. Ot course, tbe had written. I ex
pected ns much. Jacques must certainly be
portioned effl Paul thought the ether three
very Inferior te her, though the undo was
civil and talked condescendingly of Venice,
ns though it wcre even geed enough te be
admired liy a Worrall. It is arranged that
the beauty is te ceme and see me te-morrow
if, nfur Caterlna has operated upon us dur
ing two meals, we are still alive. Ooed
night and geed by."
"Venice, Aug. 7.
"Well, I bave seen her! It has been a
blazing day. I was sitting In the llttle gar
den which separates oue-half et enr reemi
from the ether, whlle Caterlna was arrang
ing the dejeuner under tbe llttle acacia nrlwr
In the center of it Suddenly Felicie came
out from tbe heuse, and behind ber a tall fig
ure In a large bat and a whlte dress. The
figure held out both hand te me inn cordial,
un-Englih way, and said a number of pleas
nut things rupldly i't a delicious voice, while
I, with tbe dazzle of tbe suit lu my eyes, se
that I could lierdly maka out the featuraa.
tto6dfeeMBgaUIenHBMbytMvwle
te fameut a person. In a few moments, howl
ever, as It teemed te me, we were slttlnJ
under the acacias, the wat helping me te cua
up the melon and arrange the figs, at If we;
had known ene another for months, and I
was experiencing one of these sudden rushes'
of liking which, as you knew, are a weakness
of mine. She stayed and took her meal with
ut. rnul, of course, was fascinated, and for
once has net set her down ns a reputation
turfalte,
"Her beauty has a curious air el the place;
nnd new I remember that her mother was
Italian Venetian, actually, was It net! That
ncceunts for it; the is the Venetian type rplr
ituallzed. At the foundation of her face, as
it were, lies the face of the Burano lace
maker; only the original type has lecn se re
fined, se chiseled and smoothed away, that,
te speak fancifully, only n beautiful ghost of
It remains. That large ttatellnem et ber
movement, tee, Is Italian. Yeu may see it
in any Venetian street, and Vcroncse has
flxedltlnart"
"Whlle we were sitting In the garden who
tbeuld be announced but Edward Wallace. I
knew, of course, from you that he might be
here about this time, but tit (he hurry of our
settling In I hnd qulte forgettcu his exist
ence, te that the sight et his trim person
bearing down upon us was n surprise. He
and the Brethcrten party, however, had been
going nbeut together for several days, se
that he and she hail plenty et gossip In com
mon. Mrs. Brcthcrten's enthusiasm nbeut
Venice Is et a very naive, het, outspoken
kind. It seems te me that she Is avcrysus avcrysus
ceptlble creature. Bhe Uvea her life fast nnd
crowds Inte It a greater number of sensations
than most people. All this rest nnd pleasure
must censume a vast amount of nervous
force, but It makes her very refreshing te
poeplo as blase ns Taul and I nre. My first
feeling nlieut her is very much what yours
was. Personally, there teems te be all tbe
ttufT in her of which an actress Is made. Will
she tome day stumble upon the discovery of
hew te bring her own Individual flamennd
force te bear upon her art! I should think it
net unlikely, and, altogether, I feel ns
though I theuld take a mero hopeful view et
ber Intellectually than you de. Yeu see, my
dear Eustace, you men never realize hew
clever we women are, hew fast we learn nnd
hew qulcklv we catch up hints from all quar
ters under heaven aud Unprove upon them.
Au actress se young and se sympathetic as
Isabel Brctherten must still be very much of
an unknown quantity dramatically. I knew
you think that the want of training Is fatal,
nud that pepularjty will stereotype her
faults. It may be te; but I am inclined te
think, from my first sight of her, that the is
a nature that will gather from life rather
what stimulates It than what dulls and vul
garizes it Altogether, when I compare my
first Impressions of her with the image of her
left by your letters, I feel tbnt I have been
pleasantly surprised. Only lit the matter of
Intelligence. Otherwise it has, of course,
been your descriptions of her that bave
planted and nurtured in me that strong
sense of attraction which blossomed into lik
ing at the moment of personal contact"
"August 10.
"This afternoon we bave been out in the
gondola belonging te this modest establish
ment, with our magnificent gondolier. Picre.
nnd his boy, te convey us te the Lide. I get
Mils Bretherteu te talk te me about her
Jamaica career. Bhe made us all laugh with
her accounts of the bleed nnd thunder pieces
In which tbe audiences of the Kingsten
theatre reveled. Bhe seems generally te have
played the 'Bandit's Daughter,' the 'Smug
gler's Wlfe,' or 'The European Damsel Car
ried Off by Indians,' or seme ether thrilling
elemental personage of the kind. The 'White
Lady' was, apparently, her first Introduction
te a mere complicated order of play. It is
extraordinary, when ene comea te think of
it, hew llttle posltive dramatic knewledge
she must bavel 8he knows seme Shake
speare, I think at least sbe mentions two or
three plays and I gather from noinethlng
the said that the is new making the Inovltn Inevltn Inovltn
bie study of Juliet that every actress makes
sooner or later; but Sheridan, Goldsmith,
nnd, et ceurse, all the French peeple are
mere names te ber. When I think et the
mlnute exhaustive training our Paris actor!
go through and compare It with such a ttate
et nature as hers, I am amazed at what she
baa donel Fer, after nil, you knew, she must
be able te net te some extent; the must knew
n great deal raore et her business than you
and I suspect, or the could net get en at alL"
"August 10.
"It is almost n week, I see, slnce I wrete
te you hut During that tlme we bave teen
a great deal mero et Miss Brethcrten, some
times in company with her belongings, somo semo some
tlmus without them, and my impressions et
her have ripened very fast, Ob, my dear
Eustace, you bave been hasty all tbe world
has ieeA hasty. Isabel Brothorten's real
self is only new coming te the front, nnd It
is a self which, as I tay te myself with as
tenishment, net evcu your keen eyoshnve
ever seen hardly suspected even. Should I,
myself a woman, buve been as blind te a
woman's capabilities, I wender! Very likely 1
These suddcu rich developments of youth
are eftcu lioyeud all calculation,
"Mr. Wnllace's attttude makes me realize
mero than I otherwise could tbe past and
present condition et things. He comes aud
talks te me with amazement of the changes
In her tene and outlook, of tbe girl's sharp
ening intellect and grewbig sensitiveness,
and as he recalls incidents and traits of the
Londen season confessions or judgment or
blunders etj hers, aud puts them beside tbe
impression which he sees her te be making en
Paul and myself I begin te understand from
bis talk ami his bewilderment something of
tbe real nature of the case. Intellectually,
it has been 'tbe ugly duckling' ever again.
Under all tbe crude, unfledged imperfection
of her young performance, you jnople who
liave watched her with your trained critical
eyes seem te me never te have succted the
coining wings, tba ttrange nascent xwcr,
i? hich Is only new asserting itself In the light
f day.
I ".'What ha3 Eustace been obeutr said Taul
V me last night, after we had all returned
,'rem rambling round and round the moonlit
piazza, and be bad been describing te me bis
talk with her. 'He ought te have seen fur
ther ahead That crcature Is only Just begin
ning te live, nnd it will be n life worth hav
lug. He has kindled it, tee, as much as
'inybedy. Of course, we have net teen her
;ict yet, and Ignorant yes, tne is certainly
Ignorant though net se much as I Imagined.
'But as for natural peyrr and delicacy of
mind, there can lie no question ut all about
bcml' a
" 'I don't knew that Eustace did question
:hcm,' I said. 'He thought simply that she
liad no conception of what her art really re-
luirexl of her, and never would have because
)f her popularity.'
"Te which Paul replied that, ns far us he
:euld make out, nobody theueit raore meanly
if her popularity than tbe did, and he has
Ijccn talking n great deal te her about her
iiasen.
" 'I never saw n woman nt a mere critical
or Interesting point of development,' he ex
claimed at last, striding up and down, and se
absorbed iu the subject that I v'euld have Al Al
eost laughed at hU eagerness. 'Something
or ether, luckily for her, ret her en the right
track thrce months nge, and it is apparently
nature en which nothing Is lest. One can
co it In the way in which she take Vcnice;
there isn't n scrap of her, llttle as sbe knows
ibeutlr, that isn't keen and Interested and
wide awake I'
" 'Well, nfter nil,' I reminded him as he
iras settling down te his books, 'we knew
itbiug about her as an actress.'
"We shall see,' be said; 'I will find out
frutthing about that tee befere long.'
"And se he ha!'1
"August 17-W,
"Paul has leen devoting himself raore nnd
mero te the beauty, Mr. Wallace nnd I look
ing en with consldcrable amusement and in
terest; and this nftcrnoen, finding it in
tolerable that Miss Brctherten has net even a
bowing acqualntance with any of his favor favor
Ite plajs, Augler, Dumas, Victer Huge or
anything else, he has been reading aloud te
us in the garden, ruuiu-g en from sceue te
scena and speech te siecch, translating as he
went she In rapt attention, and he gesticu
lating and spouting, and, except for an occa
sional queer rendering that made us laugh,
'getting en capitally with his English. She
.was enchanted; the novelty aud the cxclto cxclte cxclto
ment of it absorbed her; and evcry new and
then she would step l'aul with a llttle Im
perious ware et her hand, and repeat the
substance of a speech after bim with au lot let lot
(ictueus clan, an energy of comprehension,
which drew llttle nods et satisfaction out of
him, and sometimes produced a strong and
startllngeffcct upon myself and Mr. Wallace.
However, Mr. Wullace might stare us ba
liked: tbe tiTorxeQla concerned wcre totally
tAoOMCtetftiOff wM fVM6f Ml
MtH asVHC'U -"
after the great death teeae M tt
uiancbe,' l'aul threw down MM Men
with a teb, and the, rising with
reeling, held out her wblta ai
tmaglnary lever, and wtth
1.111 ... A '. .-.-a Af,
IlltS
tsttttm.. ,. &
JPiffiw'. JM
iiwiwiMir- vX
--- - m . vi a
the horelno't last tpeecbntt . rf Jtrw,
'"AchtlKbelevedl myeret are ataa-MkaA
raltts of death are gathering. OAcMlletMte " "
white cettage by the rlver-the tM la thr ''
reeds your face and mine in the waif thai .-V
ItlllA liAfkVnn twtlriW titt In ttt alrtaat t Ats ir' 3
quick I theM hands, thote llptt Bnt UlMu '
listen! It it the cruel wind rWef . rlfteV ji
. ,- v
chills ran te the bene: It chokes, it
.
l-Il
l cannot tea tbe river, and the cottage H flatts,
and the tun. O Achilla, it it dark, te bfcl,
Oather me close, beloved I closer I ekwrl O
death Is kind-tender, like your tewhl I
have no fears none l'
"She tank back Inte her chair. Anything
raore pathetic, mere noble than ber tateesv
tlen or theso words could net bars
Imagined. Desferets herself could net
spoken them-wlth a mero simple,
piercing tenderness. I wat te cenfi
multltude et conflicting feelinct ar
Impressions and yours, the reallttat of
present position and the pettiblllUet of
future that I forget te applaud her. It wati
the first tlme I had had any gllmpaa at ajltt
ncr uramaue power, and, reugn ana Wft
feet as the test was, it teemed te tMaaetjgfc.
I have net been te devoted te tba Fraaeaia,
and te seme et the people connected with ML
for ten years for nothing! One cetaahiM
of insight from long habit, which, I think, eat
may trust Oh, you blind Eustace, boweMdd
you forget that for a creature te full of prist prist
tlve energy, te rich in tbe ituS of Ufa, noth
ing Is irrcparablel Education hat paaitd her
by. Well, the will go te And her Macatfea.
Bhe will make a teacher out of every friend,
out of every sensation. Incident and feaUag,
praise and dlspraise will all alike tend te
meld the tentlttve, plattle material lata
shape. Be far at the may have remaiaag
outside her art; the art, no doubt, baa hew a
conventional appendage, and littla mera.
Training would nave glrin her geed coa cea coa
vcntlens, whereat sbe has only picked up hat
and imperfect ones. But no training cenld
bave given ber what the will evidently toen
develop for herself , that force and fltmeet
imagination which fuses together iaatraiatat
and Idea in one great artlttle whole. Mm
has that imagination. Yeu can tee it in her
responslve wars, ber quick, sensitive amo ame amo
teon. Only let it be routed and guided te a
certain height, and it will overleap the bar
rier! which have hemmed it in, and peer
Itself into the channels made ready for It by
her art
"There, at least, you have myttresg im
pression. It is, in many ways, at varUaea
with seme of my most cherished priaeiplai;
for both you and I are perhaps Inclined te
everrate the value et education, whether
technical or general, in its effect en the indi
viduality. And, of course, a better technical
preparation would have tared Isabel Brether Brether
eou an Immense amount of time; would hara
Ererented ber from contracting a botVef bat
ablts all et which the will have te unlearn.
But tbe root et the matter is in her; of that
I am sure: and whatever weight et hostile
circumstance may be against her, the will, If
she kcept her health at te which I am tome
times, like you, a little anxious break
through It all and triumph.
"But it you did net understand h quite,
you have enormously helped her; te much I
will tell you for your comfort Bhe tatd te
me yesterday abruptly we were alone la
our gondola, far out en the lagoon 'Did
your brother ever tell you of a conversation
he and I bad in the weeds at Nuneham aheat
Mr.Wallace'eplayl'
' "Yes,1 1 answered with outward beldatat.
but a llttle Inward trepidation;'! hara bob
known anything distress him te much for
a long time. He thought you bad mltnndari
steed him.'
" 'Ne,' the tatd, quietly, but as (t seemed te
me with au undercurrent et emotion la bar
veice: 'I did net misunderstand him. Mm
meant what he tatd, and I would hara
forced the truth from bim, whatever hap
pened. I was determined te make him thew
me what be felt That Londen teatea was
sometimes tcrrlble te me. I teemed te my
self te be living In twojwerldt one a world in
which there wa3 nlwnyt a sea of facet oppo
site te me, or crowds about me, and a prata
ringing In my cart which was enough te tarm' ''
anybody's head, but which after a while ra
pclled ma at if ther was something batait
latlngln it; and then en tba ether aid, a
llttle Inner world of people I cared for and
respected, who looked at me kindly, and
thought for me, but te whom, at an actress,
I wet just of no account at all I It wat your
brother who first routed that tense in me: It
was se ttrange and painful, for bow could I
help at first bclievlng In all tbe hubbub and
applause!
"'Peer child!' 1 tald, reaching out my
'Tter chilitl" I taid.
hand for oue of hers. 'Did Eustace maka
himself dlsagrccable te your
" 'It was raore, I think,' the answered, aa
if reflecting, 'the standard be always teemed
te carry about with him than anything con
nected with my own work. At least, of
course, I mean before that Nuneham day.
Ah, that Nunthara dayl It cut deep.
"She turned away from me and leaned ever
the tlde of the beat, te that I could net tea
her face.
" 'Yeu forced it out of Eustace, you knew,'
I said, trying te laugh at her, 'you uncom
promising young person! Of course, he flat
tered himself that you forget all about hit
preaching the moment you get home. Men
always make themselves 'ixlleve what they
want te believe.'
" 'Why should be want te bellove ter tha
replied quickly. 'I bad halt foreseen it, I
had forced it from bun, and yet Welt it Ilka
a blew! It cost me a sleepless ntgbt, and
teme well, seme very bitter tears. Net that;
tbe tears wcre a new experience. Hew often,
after all that nolse at tbe theatre, hara I
geno home and cried myself te sleep ever the
Impossibility et doing what I wanted te de,
of moving theso hundred of people, of mak
ing them feel and et putting my own feeling
into sbapel But that night, and with my
sense of illness just then, I saw myself
it seemed te me qulte iu the near future
grown old nud ugly, a forgotten failure,
without any of these memories which con con
sole peeple who bave been great when they
must give up. I felt myself struggling
against such a weight of igaorance, of bad
habits, of unfavorable surroundings. Hew
was I ever te get free and te rererte thai
judgment of Mr. Kendal's I My very tuceet
steed in my way. Hew was "Miss Brethcr Brethcr
eon" te put herself te school V
(Continued next Saturday.)
Utltlshert Hesing Breweries
It la repotted that three Chicago brewer
lea have been told ten British avndleata.
Tba consideration named it 11.800,000
McAvoy Brewing company, Waeaar 4
Itlrka aud tbe Michael Brand company ara
the establishments aald te nave been pur
chased. ... . .
The tbree leading brewcrlca nf Koeheeter,
N. "i , weie in Wtdneadty purchased by
an English syndicate. Tha prteee paM
wera aa fellow! : Bartbolemay biawerir,
J.&00,CW; Ueneaee brewery, oOO,e;
rtecheater brewery, tOCO.COO. Wte per
cent 1: rld down.
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