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EVENING PUBLIC LEDGER PmLADELPffl A, TUESDAY DECEMBER 20, 1921
f ONE UNWANTED
By RUBY AYRES
Auther of "A Bacheler Ilmband," etc.
CopvrleM bu Whtiler Svndteaft. Int.
TitrA nicaiNS THE STOBY
a.ih, Almnoeinted 'Aer family, who
tnltd a boy, and the was only a
ki6ev. Eicapadct lead te thipping
tr off ie a Dev6n farm. Here the
Ltd in love tcith Mark Anderten, a
Untlemtin jarmrr, ic, bpb.h iu
it ana men iiiraini mil
ivtnO that he cannot afford te marry.
Uwt Champien, an e,acr man, alto
10 Iter. J1C find i mwi lyuue
which he
property,
;..i.tei te cancel if Hark marrtet
'tlly etherwite the it te mc
M.m.ninnrd. Sallu rcturnt
L.a. furnrted bv Champien. Bit-
Mil she determine! te plunge into
lMl nayely te forget her wee. She
Umistt te marry Champien, detpite
kt opposition of her old aunt, tohe
U married Unhappily. The aunt
lid suddenly, leaving Sally a for-
Kf. from urven ne nturj juers
,i'mii1 financially, which ttemt te
rpliitn his attitude toward her. Out
it is premised tq Champien. How Hew
r, the utet tome of her money
crttly te pay off Mark't mortgage,
t thinking a legacy from a relative
tpplied the money. Then unct
tctidly the it thrown into contact
Uh Mark at a party, xntrc s a
.l heticeen Mark and Lionel and
'ally admitt the loves the former.
AND HERB IT CONTINUES
CHAPTEB XL.I
Lie Which is Hnlf the Truth"
SL'PrOSC I must hnc been n pit
iable little figure as I Btoed therd be-
ta the two men, and I wished 1
ht drop dead te escape from my
Ljrnb'e shame aed the compassion in
nel Champien's ejes.
ilrk had never loved me, or If he
It hnd only been such a peer sort
lore that be valued it less than he
bed his farm ; and jet in splte of the
uhlnt; humiliation in iny heart I was
rtn te ask ene Inst questien:
Then then why did you
r pretend that you cared?"
Lnd igftln it was Lionel who an-
red for him.
He iheusht you had money ; he he
cd that you weu'd brine him money
ie marrled you, nnd when he found
his mistake "
lark moved. I heard the hnrh tear-
sound of his Indrawn hrt-uUi and
H his hands clench into fists, and for
nement I thought he wan going te
lelc Lionel down. He was the mero
rful man of the two. Involuntarily
ive n little cry and rushed forward.
ye-no "
(Is hends fell te his sides. He
ghed mirthlessly. "Yeu needn't he
aid I won't hurt him." He speke
h a little rtaiiBe between each word
If he found It difficult te form them.
If you will excuse me I will se
" he added hoarsely.
The bleed rushed te my head in such
oej that it seemed almost te drive
mad, and I broke out pnss'.enatcly :
'Yes, you'll ee new new you've
ken my heart for the second time'
ii 11 co and Inuzh at me for hnvliu
in such a feel! Oh, if I could enh
you " I looked up at him
,h the ejeB of fury. The tears were
wing down my face, hut they were
angry tears or even tears of gnct.
hlnk they were iust forced by the
cr agony of my heart.
'I said I loved you Just new." 1
ed en. "It was a lie I I hate you!
could ruin you for life I would. I
uld make you miserable for eter and
Ir If I had the power. Oh yes, try
step me ' I gasped as he made
Iraevement toward me. "Try te
me because I suppose it hurts your
le te hear such things! But I'l
t you mero I'U hurt you
rs "
'Sally, my peer child," Lienel broke
Me tried te draw me away, Dut i
sted fiercely. Mark alone existed fei
at that moment. Mark with hi
tie set face and steady eyes, and I
Bt en in a torrent of nasslen :
I'Yeu told me tonight that your luck
i turned, that somebody had died an
I you money, and that you'd paid the
i off the farm! Well I did that.
Ih the money Aunt Allisen left me
pa it like a feel. Ask Mr. Shelter!
I knows! He arranged It all for me
Lnim ask him I - And new
nans you knew what it. it. te foci
humiliated and ashamed as I am !
Qps you knew new "
topped, panting and shaking from
i ie toot, ana with a Hercc eiulta
at the depths of my broken heart
Saw the leek of terror thn nresnn!
rk's face. He tried te sueak. hu
Iwerds would come. His lips were
ting like a child s and he was white
a, se white.
then he said hoarsely, with the ghost
plttcr lauzh :
?A He which !h liulf the truth ih V
111, I think we're ntmehL enlt
almost!" nis ejes wan wan
ever me with n wild sort of ex-
pSiOtl. as If he wn lnnklm nt m tnr
Inst time: then, with n broken c
nation, he turned nnd left us.
I steed there quivering from hend te
'-, Will n Mewlv thn rnllittlnn nt
tt hnd hnnnenerl rime Kmna tn mt.
'lenel did net speak, or attempt te
" me. i ineugnt tnat l had nev-t
ire seen him lnnV en M
jireugh (he curtained doerwny the
HC In thn nATt rnnm ha.l .ti.nnl
Take nin home nlenne tnV m
e." I said faintly. He put his arm
Hd mc.
Iktlj!nk tnre iB another way inle
"in without going through the
vlng room," he said. He found it
took mn out that .? IT.. ...
in charge of ene of the maids te
H)y CORt. nnd ha went n nnlam
'W te Mrs. Frnser.
don't knew what he told her, or
7 back with closed eyes during the
home, nnd noltlier. ... .l.
. Just before the car stepped, Llo Lle
leaned ever and touched my hand.
Sally,"
Yes," I opened my eyes.
KAre you BOlng t0 threw me
f lie asked.
hrew you ever!" I echoed his
as apathetically j I had forgotten
r ur w ending day was se near.
lit III) With n llttl. .k.,Jj..
iTbrew VOU ever! When .'.. k.
,ena in the world who enres for
aia.
ESsIIt." Hn held out hl rm nn,l
F forward into them, sebblug my
Sever speak te me of whatB hnn.
fj "'"'"e niel Premise me!" I
Anether Serial
By Ruby Ayrea
Startt en thit page Friday. Watch
for
. "The Fortune
Hunter"
It it a ttery of entangled leve and
mystery written in thlt favorite
auther't charaolerittte ttyle.
humiliation of the fact that once again
I had offered myself te him and been
iilltcly icfuscd. "A lie which is half
the truth!" What had he meant by
these words? Berne sort of defense, I
'uppese, and yet what defease was
possible?
He had thought less of me than he
had dune of his farm ! laying nwake In
the night, my shul writhed at the bit
terness of that knowledge.
Why did I love him? He wbb net
worth loving! I wished he would die,
he that never again could I run the risk
of meeting him: the memory of his
eyes haunted me and the little break
in his voice when he snld before Lionel
came, "Yeu leek at me as If as If
ou loved me "
He had sounded as if he was glad,
and yeteh. It was all lies all lies.
myself fiercely ; no doubt he had
him. anrf T flc Ma lin. A.. ..
, - -..- . vV Mia mm uii nil
he answered: "Never as leni
r nve i give you my word of
Vnd you'll never tell mt ... .......
Miy one U,,nJ,V nC T'lST""S
NMrnnie.""' "'" a l"'ttiB''a"
Nobody shall ever knew."
CHAPTER XUI
An UnbearaM iiilr
i thought. I had suffered cvervthlni?
s possible te suffer before that
Vu.T,. ir . ne pttm l naa "ad te
J uen Mark sent me awav hefere
99 nethlnt? compared with the
ana yi
I told
enril of the numm- Aunt Alllgnn hn.l
left me, nnd considered it worth while
te try te win me back again.
Hu would have sold mc for money. I
was ns little as that te him when at
Inst I fell ns'eep It was only te wake
jobbing with the uttbcllvvabli hurt of
it nil.
Winnie questioned me curiously in
the morning. Why hud I left se early
the night before?
"Because my head nehed," I an
swered snapplly. "And unnugh te make
any one's head ache all thnt silly
mi.slc."
She smiled slyly.
"I thought perhaps there had been
a row," she said. "I knew that Lionel
was scowling all through dinner be
cause you had been taken In by Mr.
Andersen. I quite thought there had
been n row when I found you'd all three
gene."
"Yeu thought wrong, then," I said.
and I wish you'd mind your own
business."
I went te the window and looked out
into the street. I wished Lionel would
come. He hnd premised te be round
early and take me out. I wished our
wedding day could be hurried en
sooner. Never until I was safely mar
ried could I hope te ferfeet my humilia
tion. "I de leve you I have always loved
you " I had said that te
Mark. My checks burned at the bitter
memory.
Lionel did net come until nearly lunch
time.
"I am sorry, dear; I was unavoidably
detained," he shid, when I questioned
him fretfully. He avoided looking at
me, and I snld swlft'y :
"What's the matter? What has hap
pened?" "Nothing Shelter wanted
te see me, that's all."
"Yeu mean about mc?" I
could net go en.
"Yes. " He spoke shortly,
nnd would have said no mere, but that
I insisted breathlessly.
"Tell ine, please you mav
bpeak of him just this once."
"Andersen hiis returned the money
your money He was at
Shelter's office. There was a
bit of a scene of teursc." Lionel tried
te draw me te him, but I resisted.
''Yes plcase tell me, please go en!"
"He threw the money in my face,"
said Lionet savagely. "He told me that
he would rather have his life ruined
by me than made by your charity.
I could net bpeak, and he went en :
"But it's ended and done with. Sally.
He's gene out of our lives. We will
forget him."
I laughed. "Yes we will forget
him." I wild, but I knew in my heart
hat I should never be able te de that.
The days dragged en, until it wanted
but four te my wedding day.
"Yeu leek like a ghost," mother snld
one morning when we bad been te the
dressmaker's, "and If you go en getting
any thinner, Sally, nothing will fit you
nt nil."
I lir.d get thin. Lionel's ring was nl
ways slipping off my finger, and I had
wound some thread round Its band be
cause I was afraid of losing It.
"I wish the wedd'.ng was ever and
done with," I said. "I wish I was
safely married and out of the way."
It was the truth. I longed te start
ti fresh 11 fe and put the past behind
me forever.
Lionel had arranged everything with
Mr. Shelter, and I bad had nothing te
de with the disposal of my luckless
money.
I never heard anything about Mark
Andersen, and never asked.
And then ene afternoon there came
a letter from Mrs Alberry.
"Dear Miss Sally. This Is Just hop hep
'ng you nre well, as we are; least
ways, Alberry has rheumatism, nnd eii!
of the dogs Is liimc with u thorn in his
feet. The weather is beautiful, and we
nre hoping te see jeu before long, as you
premised. There Is no news except
that Mr. Andersen's farm was sold last
week, and he is leaving England very
seen, there being nothing te keep him
heie new, he says. I dare say you
saw In the paper that Miss Nna died
It was pneumonia, after a cold. We
all went te her funeral, peer young
lady! Her mother Is broken-hearted.
Nina dead! I could net believe it.
She was se jeung hardly any elder
than I was.
I felt incredibly Bhecked, and yet
eh, why was I se pltlnbiy weak? for
deep down in my sere heart was a
fierce feeling of thankfulness because
new Mark Andersen could never be
long te her.
It was the morning after that letter
came that I was standing in front of
the long mirrors In Madame Ilescta's
fitting room, trying en my wedding
dress for the last time, when, qulte
suddenly for I had net consciously
been thinking of him the face of Mark
Andersen floated before my mind.
Madame Uoecta was walking round
me, with little exclamations of pride
and delight, nnd mother waa sitting
watching with the sort of self-satisfied
ulr all mothers wear, I suppose, when
they ere about te get rid of an un
wanted daughter by means of a wealthy
marriage, when It seemed as If some
me drew back a shutter before my
eyes nnd showed me the ulcture of
Mark's fare ns It bad looked al our
last dreadful meeting.
I am net a bit superstitious. I don't
believe in spiritualism or anything like
Hint, but Just for an instant my heatt
seemed te stand still before It went
lacing en agalu. Had something hap
pened te him?
I knew that my color faded, and
Madame Iteseta must have noticed it,
for she asked me suddenly if I felt
faint with standing for se long, and.
glad of the excuse, I said; "Yes, just
a little."
Thev unfastened my wedding dress
and " (t away, and I $yt down trem
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