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64 oe {UY KENMORE’S WIPE.
fully accepted their cordial. invitation, and promised to send tg
‘ence for hi age onthe morrow. ;
ee Boot Meson eards the party separated for the night. Mr,
Kenmore went to his room, but he was In no mood for retiring,
He threw himself down into a chair at the window and lighted
oe Decide inning,” he said to himself
“6 have made a fine beginning, mself,
“Ty Decidedly f ‘out more than I expected to do when I came to
Mr. Stuart’s villa. Perhaps I had been wise to have remained iy
neric am ¢ 00 late.”
Ae was 1 ates and “il at ease. The four walls of his room,
spacious and elegant.as it was, seemed to confine and stifle him,
A fancy seized him to go out into the night air. It would cool
his throbbing brow perhaps and he could think more clearly,
‘A narrow balcony ran across the front of his window, anda
flight of steps led from it to the garden below. He stepped safe.
ly through his open window and went down the stairs Just as all
the clocks in the house simultaneously chimed eleven.
CHAPTER XXXV.
‘‘You have kept me waiting, Julius.” oe
Mrs. Stuart spoke impatiently. She had been waiting some
time at the end of the myrtle avenue among its deepest shadows,
and her temper was not sweetened by the delay.
“I beg your pardon,” Mr Rivington replied, ‘‘ I was smoking a
cigar with your husband and could not come any sooner,”
He paused a moment, and then added in a rather complaining
one: -
, ‘“‘T could not imagine what you wanted of me, anyhow.”
“Could you not?” she inquired, with a smothered sneer
‘Well, sit down here on this quiet seat and I will tell you.”
They seated themselves and began talking softly, unconscious
that in the long grass just beyond the thick belt of shrubbery
_ that inclosed: the myrtle avenue, a man had flung himself down
full length, so absorbed in his own painful thoughts as to be for
the moment unaware of their presence.
Suddenly he became aware of the murmuring sound of voices,
His first impulse was to rise and leave the spot, but in the next
he decided that it would startle the speakers and draw down
their ill-will perhaps upon himself.
‘‘Some of the servants out sparking,” he laughed to himself.
*T will not disturb them. They will be none the worse for my
presence.”
So he laid his head down again upon his arm, and _ relapsed
into his painful musing.
JT will tell you what I have to say to you, Julius,” repeated
Mrs. Stuart. ‘‘I wish to ask you who is this girl, Irene?
Julius Rivington gave a violent start in the darkness,
‘“*My dear madame, how should I know?” he exclaimed. |
‘*She has promised to be your wife, and itis very likely that
she has confided the story of her past to you,” replied Mrs,
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