» ay xe tote kek TR We vr > i f iT or i | 1D) ee LU) | IT\) se * , R TR eC) “xiii By LAURA JEAN LIBBEY 323y8e1340 . * Author of “Whea Lovely Maiden Stoops to Folly,” “A Broken taeda )))} fu x . . i fs is 7 4 rt Betrothal,”” “Parted by Fate,"’ “Parted at att ) the Aitar,”’ etc., etc 3G SF |) se Se ee ae a KEKKK 4846) FRR IAA DAAADAIDLES, LELAND LES LEI LE LESLIE SLL ERG 0 he te pe , ohhh aah ch MR et hatch hh cheb helthehehshehehaheta aa +? : He a i ae ete te eee PI HE fe He he Se ee & WS ve Wy ae Se C©@ x “i A B'S W KQ) ») SYNOPSIS : <1er Volce Was a rich, sott contral-

# Florabe! was ‘a dependent of her step- father, Squire Pemberton. Hi» daughters pate Fiorabel, aod when tbe Squire dies, order her out of the old home. Max Forrester a rich young meno aaerries her aod introduces her into hie ‘amily the

* members of which disapprove of his mar~

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riage, 98 they wanted him to marry Mise Clavering, an heiress,

CHAPTERS 1V-~(Continued.)

On the first day whith ha { followed Max's home coming a little event happened which caused the turning point of two lives. Max wosshowing Florabel the rose garden, and they pased quite close to a rustic seat on which Inez Clavering sat, half lost in aday dream over the latest novel, but

without either observing her, they

were sO engrossed in each other's s0-

ciety. As they passed her Inez heard } him say:

“T see no beauty in any face but sours. darling. Other faces are all blank to me.”’

They walked on, but with the sound of those words in her ears an evil spirit entered Inez C lavering’s

f tifal lips—and the coldest

Aplever

Aponte, Oe With exquisite skill and sing divinely.

heart. A laugh that was not pleasant to hear broke from the ripe red lips.

“Such boy-and-girl love! Sucn non- sence! Only one face in world for him worth looking at, l:e thinks. itis high time he saw two. Talking to that little simpleton in that way, she will begin to think herself an angel. I will teach him thet all faces are not blank. My face sha!l not be a blank to him.’’

Inez Clavering was a girl of ins iabie vanity. She had been so much worshipped all her life for her mar- yelous beauty that she consi iered the

er lawful ouble in rom her r white, ‘rom her her beau- inasculine heart vas sure to throb more quickly. She had never had the least trouble in making a conquest. Like most all women who are fair of face, she was cruel of heart. If she thought the conquest of any particular person worth winning, it mattered little to her how many broken hearts stood in the way. All that her victinis won in return were a few smiles, a few tete- atetes, and then they had to make room for another.

Very soon the beautiful [mez had attracted Max’s attention, as she fel* sure she should. She had started him out of his calmness.

“He knows now there is another fair face in the world beside Flora- bel’s,’’ she told herself one day, with @ laugh, ‘‘and he will be puzzled soon as to which is the fairer.’’

“You have not asked me to sing for you, Mr. Forrester,’’ said Inez to Max os evening. ‘‘I marvel at that, for your mother has often told me you Qe such a worshiper of musi>.’’

“Then let me hasten to ask you now,’’ he replied, smiling ani leading her to the piano, taking his position near her to turn the leaves.

“I want you onty to listen; never mind turning the leaves,’’ she said, ina’low voice. ‘*The songs I know best [know by heart. Sit own in that chair and dream.’’

heart of every man she met! prey. She had but little t winning them. A gleam splendid eyes—a touch of h jeweled hand—a whisper musical voice—a smile from

@: “I sha!l dream more vividiy if I can

stand here where I can look at your face,’’ he answered, gallant! . | Every word of this dialogue had

‘fallen upon the sharpened ears of the Holden-haired girl standing in the

' . . bay widow. Her face turned from the

light and warmth within to she cold

)Moonlight that lay pallid and white | Otside,

Florabel had been too much of a

{fun-loving romp in those girlish days

% devote herself, to any grea’ extent, % music:

She often regretted since hor want a bower to please the fastidious mus- Wal taste of her young husbind; but 80 bitterly as now, when she “wy that power in the possession of

B)0ther, and that other a beautiful ' irl whom Max’s mother hai openly

hinted he might have wedde but for rr, Music was Inez Clavering’= strong She could play the piano

®n Miss Clavering began to sing, » indeed, Max Forrester g uite for- §9t the little shrinking figure at the arther end of the room, sitting in the The Shadow of the bay window.

70om rang with glorious melody.

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to. It was like no human voice Max had ever heard, it was so full of pas- sion and tenderness. A voice that told its own story in the love song she was singing. She sang of love, mighty and wondrous, that carried the heart of the great world by storm.

As Inez sang she raised those dark, languishing eyes to Max Forrester’s face, for she knew Florabel was watching, her poor little heart on fire with bitter jealousy.

Florabel was watching them, with a deathly faintness stealing over her— watching her handsome, laughing young husband and his mother’s guest, who appeared so taken up with each other, and entirely oblivious of her presence.

She arose to her feet and stood mo- tionless, her face white as death and her hands clenched, watching them. Yes, they had forgotten her—forgotten her very presence in the room.

A sensation of deathly sickness came over her. She saved herself from crying out to them by a great effort of self command.

Turning, she fled precipitately from the room; but they did not hear her light footsteps; they did not miss her.

She could not stay there where the sound of that music distracted her.

‘*No one will miss me,’’ thought the poor child. ‘‘Here, in my own

no one cares for me. in the way; no one will

husband's house, I am only miss me.’’

She passed out into the moonlight grounds, where the fragrant night air and the nodding roses, a gnawing jealous and injured love burning to the very core of her childish heart.

Who was she to take her place amongst such brilliant and accomp- lished as this? How was she to hold her own? She felt more like an ignorant, untrained school girl. A deadly fright seized her, that, com- paring her shortcomings to other girl’s accomplishments, Max would tire of her.

Heaven help her? Was that thought a dark foreshadowing of the pitiful doom awaiting her?

She went where the sound of the music could not reach her, knelt down in the long, green grass, and turned her weary young face to the fair young moon that hung like a crescent jewel in the star-gemmed sky, weep- ing the bitterest tears that ever well- ed up from a human heart.

‘*What every one predicted is com- ing true!’’ she sobbed, wildly. ‘‘Max is tiring of me. Oh! if I could but die !’’

Down, lower and lower, amidst the odorous green leaves and the crushed blossoms, fell the white face, until it rested on the green, shaven lawn; then a merciful oblivion stole over her.

The moon shone full upon her; the starlight was cold and white; the wind played around her, drifting the rose leaves over her breast; the dew fell on the curly, golden hair and white upturned face.

From the lace-draped music and laughter floated out.

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CHAPTER VII.

How long Florabel lay unconscious |

She crept noiselessly into the

house and up to her own apartments.

In the upper corridor she met Greg- ory, the maid. The girl started back in affright when she caught sight of the white face. The dew lay heavy on the golden curls, and the skirt of her dress was draggled and wet with it.

‘‘Do you need me, ma’am?’’ asked Gregory, looking curiously at the per- sistently averted face, and turning back as (hough to accompany ker to her boudoir.

‘‘No,’’ said Florabel, shaking her head. ‘‘Ii—I—wonuld rather be alone.’’

She turned her face to the wall when she found herself alone, and again bitter, passionate sobs shook her frame.

‘‘She will win him away from me,’’ she thought, im terror, ‘‘and when that hour comes I shall die.’’

It was auite an hour before Max

came to the boudoir. Florabel utter- ed no word of reproach. With her keen woman’s instinct, she perceived that he was not one who would like a woman’s reproach and tears.

‘*Did you enjoy yourself this even- ing, Max?’’ she asked, with childish wistfulness.

And he laughed heartily as he an- swered :

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He repeated some of Miss Claver- ing’s wittiest speeches, as though they had amused him very much.

‘*‘Miss Clavering is very witty,’’ said Florabel. And he did not see the expression in the lovely hazel eyes, or note the suppressed sob in the tremulous voice.

‘*Very,’’ he answered, carelessly.

The next instant he had forgotten all about Miss Clavering.

Florabel crept into the shelter of his arms, whispering, softly:

‘*‘T wish that I were witty, Max.’’

“So you are, my darling,’’ he laughed.

‘‘Not as witty as Inez Clavering,’’ she said, tremulously.

**T should not wish you to be witty after the same fashion, Florabel,’’ he declared. ‘‘Miss Clavering is what we call chic. You are original and poetical, which is much better.’’

**Are you sure it is better?’’ she asked, a smile like April sunshine breaking over her fair young face.

‘*Yes; there is no doubt about it,’’ he answered. Anda terrible weight was lifted from Florabel’s jealous heart, only to fall with crushing force as the next words he uttered fell from his lips.

‘‘T have promised to take Miss Clav- ering riding to-morrow through Cen- tral Park. Would you like to acceggy>

pany us?’’ he asked. She turned away with a hasty— } é No ¢ ?

You must learn to ride, Florabel.’’

‘*‘Must you go to-morrow, Max?’’ she asked, wistfully. ‘‘ You promised to think about taking me to the flower show, you know. Do alter the arrangement. You can take her riding to Central Park some other time.”’

She never dreamed but that he would eagerly meet her wish. To her

intense quickly :

‘‘T am sorry, my darling, but [ have arranged so completely with Inez that I cannot disappoint her. She has asked me to show her the various points of interest in the park. I can- not draw back now, or I would.’”

Her face flushed. He had chosen to please Miss Clavering instead of her; but she would not let him see that it grieved her.

As Max and Inez rode away the next morning, they saw a smiling face looking down at them from the lace- draped window. Max never dreamed they were scarcely out of sight ere it was covered with great passionate tears.

How beautiful Inez had looked in her tight fitting riding habit, that fitted her slim, graceful form to per- fection, and the drooping plumes that fluttered back from her dimpled face. Inez Clavering was never seen to such

surprise, he answered,

advantage as on horseback; and the spoiled Deauty knew it well. ‘‘We shall be back in time for

luncheon,’’ Max had said as he kissed Florabel good-bye. ‘‘I do not know but what one of my friends may drop in,’’ he added. ‘‘So mind, darling, I shall expect to see you in a recherche toilet. You must not let Miss Claver- ing eclipse you.’’

He spoke: half-jestingly ; for in his own mind he did not think any one could ever equal, much less eclipse, his lovely young wife. But Florabel took his words most seriously.

‘A recherche toilet!’’ thought the young girl, when she commenced to dress for luncheon. ‘‘ Ah, then, I had better wear satin and diamonds.’’

She tried to remember what kind of s toilet Miss Claverng had worn the day before; but she had been too ex- cited to notice. She retained only the vivid impression that Inez looked very beautiful and graceful. Sh:

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waregory’s ideas were better than her own.

‘Indeed, Mrs. Forrester, you know best; but I think pale pink satin and diamonds out of place at a family din- ner. It is not as though there was a party. I lived with one of the most fashionable society ladies of Lexing- ton Avenue before 1 came here, and she never was in full dress om such occasions. ’’

Usually Florabel profited by Greg ory’S hints; but now she said, hur- riediy:

‘“‘My husband wishes it; knows what is right.’’

So the beautiful shoulders and slim, white neck were bared.

The slender, girlish figure was robed in the elegant pink satin dress. A suit of magnificent diamonds com- pleted a toilet admirably suited for a but quite out of place for a small family din- ner.

Florabel was in blissful ignorance. She looked at herself in the large mirror, smiling at the lovely reflec-

and he

tion with all a girl’s pride in her own fair beauty. ‘‘Max will be sure to be pleased with me, she mur-

mured. ‘‘Miss Clavering will look no better, I am quite sure.’’

On entering the dining room, the poor child was greatly shocked at the contrast she presented to her mother-

(To be continued.)

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