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It was an accident, the mere miscalculation of his Iron strength. but as abe reeled and went down Trafford thrilled with a sense of satisfaction, The very brutality of the net was' an assuagement to the pain of his outraged adoratiou• At the turning of tbe stairway he glanced down at her as she lay. Let her lie' She wts the one. being in the world against whose blow he had no power of defense, and she bad struck hint. Ute, passed 'en to his room and rang for his secretary. Two minutes later he was dictating letters op business. It was 'partly the instinct for work. partly the impulse to seek refuge in the cotnrnonplaee from this upheaval in his affections. He had not reached the point of considering the situation in its practical light practical man though he was. All he could think of uovw, all there was room for in bis big intelligence, was the fact that his little girl, the one creature on earth whom he loved with an idolatrous tender- ness. had taken a step which, as she must have known beforehand, would. create a cruel breach between them. No matter how it turned out now, the fart that she • had done 'it 'would be share'• Shc,• too in ber room. was tIi n\eing in the same strain' of him. When he had thrust her from him • the action had taken her by surprise. Not even When she fell did stye seize Its full significance. It was Only when she caught his merciless glance as he pass- ed Op the stairway that she under: stood the extent Of the indignity he had put upon her. For a second or two she lay quite still. She pressed her cheek ou the cold polished wood, drinking in ber humiliation. When she dragged her- self up. two hectic spots were 'blazing ou her cheeks, while' in her soft eyes there .was a light, that, made them curiously like her father's. .As she marched upstairs her head urns high ai:d her step firm. with •a determina- tion altogether„ new to her It Came over her then that she could never be again the clinging, dependant Paula. 'I'r•aford of the past. Whatever she did in the end, she knew.that outside herself there would be no stay sure, 'enough to lean on. She must be in ?n- oire her own guide, her own judgei • rile nrbitr ltor of, her own destiny. She f'el't like a child putting forth into the .tight alone. Between leaving her fa- ;lier'ss door rind reaching Roger 'Win- .-1dy's there was a dark, thnknown,road '0 travel, 'but she.must face it. It was Itlic•ult• to believe that her father's eateetiug love would not be . there. was so used to it that to.be with - rut it was like being without shelter. nstinc'tively she yearned to stretch. Cit her hands to him again; but -the iupuise died' In the recollection that is had struck her down. it. was late in the afternoon when I'iafford dismissed bis' secretary and so to 'fumed.his wife, George and Laurtt. They tiled into his book lined office as children before a 'roaster. Mrs.. Tref-. „ford sat near him, by the desk; George and Laura farther off: Through all the business of the afternoon Traf- ford's thoughts had been .working sub- 'onsclously toward the definite step to he taken.- "Now. aken.-"Now. tell ,me 'about this affair." he slid briefly,- • "'Pelf me everything." Mrs. Trafford: trembling and gasp - nig. recounted what she knew of the .first meeting of Paula and Winship. at' \Ionte Carlo and of •the progress of 'heir acquaintance. "I shall .never forgive myself, Paul."_ •she sobbed as' she brought her state• rent to.an end.' "Yon never ought to." he said, with •' he shortness habitual to hint In n o- Ilents of excitement.. "You knew. as .10 one else dict what those people wrought on pie. You knew how 1 had o fight them and how, betvtuse 1 beat ellen. public opinion has hounded me is if 1 were .et rrintinaL 'I'hey take tie for n heart of brass, indifferent o attack of that sort. but you • knew tetter. And yet you've permitted this." "Paul, I'm very 111," she pleaded. *Spa re ole" "1 do spare you If I didn't spare vote I should say much *lore.", •' less • t -e liar l "Aunt is to•W,t n t , -;eorge broke out. with a toneh of in- liguation In Ibis voice "It was r who told 'Paula ail about the 1Yinships." ''There was no harm In her knowing hut." Trafford said quickly. l3 "There was nothing l wanted to hide. • Yon lidn't thrust her into their arms." "No. blit I let her go. I knew she felt that in some way we had wrong. <'d them " "Then. sty heaven, she'll learn to the •ontraryi" 'Trafford eried, bringing his ist down on the desk. . •'1 knew she felt that," George went in. "but i laughed tit her. i didn't "aka her seriously, When she talked if giving them a million dollars io estitution I Joked about It and told her ttte easiest way rot her to do It was by marrying the fellow'." "Then you were a fool!" "i know It," George agreed humbly, 'i'tn only showing that I was more to flame than Aunt,luiia." "i don't see anything. to be gained, George," Laura sold to her most mild- ly reasonable tone, "by trying to ap- portion ort degrees of blame where perhaps there is no blame at all, Paula is of age and independent. She's her own mistress In every sense. Nei- ther you nor I had any control over her, nnd Aunt ,lulin very little It was Uncle Trafford's wisih. That's the way he's brought her alt." "1 trusted her," Trafford broke in savagely. ,"Naturally," Laura agreed. "So cdi, CLINTON — ONT Terms of subseription—$1 per year in advance $1.50 may be charged if hot so paid. No paper discontinuo until all arrears are paid, unless at the opinion of the publisher. date to which every subscription is paid is denoted on the label. Advertising rates—Transient adver- tisements, 10 'cents per nonpariel line for first insertion and 3 cents per line for each subsequent insert• hitt. Small advertisements not to exceed one inch, such as "Lost." "Strayed," or "Stolen," etc., in- serted once for 35 cents and each subsequent insertion 10 cents. Communications intended for publics• tion inust, as a guarantee ot good faith, he accompanied by the name of the writer. W. J. MITC118L41., I"ditor and Proptictort we. I should trust her again. I must tell you, Uncle Trafford, dear, that it was I who sent Paula to have that por- trait done." "Oh, you did, did you? Yes, I re. member her telling me so. Then all 1 can say of you is that"— "You see," Laura pursued calmly, "after the conversation at Monte Carlo, when. George told her about the Win- . ships and how they had lost their money, and so on, I could see that she was very much distressed, It was the first time she had ever come face to: face with the idea that if qua man grows rich it often happens that an- other must grow poor. Paula 1s more a child than a woman. it wouldn't be possible for any one to live here on earth and keep a soul more spotless from the things that the rest of us have to know and understand. She isn't a man of business, like you and ' George. She isn't even n woman of business. like Aunt Trafford and me:. There are just three things of which she's capable—love for *hat's good. pity for what's suffering and pardon for what's wrong." "That's so,' George corroborated strongly. "Yes." it Is." Mrs. Trafford added. with a heavy sigh. "It's true, every word of it. even if 1 am her mother." "Look here. Laura," Trafford. said coldly. "if your game is to work on my sympa thies"— "Ob, but it isn't I'm only trying to point out to you the way she reasoned —the way that, with her limitations, she had to reason: She saw that the Winsbips were poor and that we were rich.. She knew they had suffered. She had a confused idea as to how it had come about. I advised her to help them. but to do it on some such lines as you would approve of, Uncle Traf- ford." "God!" Trafford ejaculated, with an. impatient flinging out of the bands. • "I remembered how good you were to those old Miss Marshalls in Turton- ville, Wisconsin"— "Stop!" Trafford thundered. "I can't stop. Uncle Trafford. I've got to justify myself. I've .got to jus- tify Paula. As far as 1 can, I've got to justify you. So when you spoke to me about the Miss Marshalls 1 did all I could to carry out your Wish—that is to say. I kept them regularly supplied with work and saw that they were able to -earn a comt'ortable income; 1 told you about it, and you Were pleas- ed. When it came to the similar case of the Wlnships, what more natural. than that I .should. follow the line that you yourself had commended?" "The situation was different. • Yon should have foreseen the catastrophe."' "How conid f, Uncle Trafford? It was no more possible than -for you to foresee that old Mr. Marshall would shoot himself." • "How can you!". Mrs. Trafford pro- tested, while George tried to silence his wife with significant looks. "Go en," 'Trafford said quietly. • He. .was not the man to let any• one see. that Laura's shot had carried. • "1 suggested the portrait," Laura continued in the same etrlui tones, "not only as a means of helping the \Vinships as a matter. of generosity, but also to divert Paula's 'mind from any larger or wilder projects. In that i didn't succeed.' .1 saw allwinter. that I' wasn't succeeding, but I hoped her ideas would die out with ante. They haven't. That's perfectly plain. And, since that's the case, 1. for one. dear Uuele Trafford, cannot see what good will `ever come of fighting her You can't fight Paula's instinct. not any more than you could fight' the spirit of spring. Our worldly weapons have no force against It. You'll excuse mc, dear Uncle Trafford", wou't you, but if 1 *night advise"— "You'd give in?" he asked hoarsely. "1'd humor her. If we'd done that at tirst,thisthinb might never have hap- pened. arpened. It mayn't be too late now." "When you say humor Iter. Traf- ford demanded slowly, leaning on the desk and fixing Laura with .his pene- trating stare. "do. 1 understand you to suggest giving, a large sum of money to the .Winships in what might be called restitution?" •'i. mean the large suns of inoney. I. shouldn't care what they called it. It's only the strong who can dare to eat humble pie, and 1 suggest that we should do it The money of course is nothing, and for people in our position I should think the interpretation given to the act need' count for very little." "Iiutit ih, Trafford snorted,' spring- ing ri M ing to his :feet, "just 'as it c'ou'nts for very little to a general whether the world looks on him as victorious or defeated, In the eyes of the whole world 1 should seem to he climbing down. It couldn't be kept quiet. The press would ring with it" "i shotildn't care for that" Laura responded In her gentlest way, "if it was to save my child." IIe stopped abruptly before her. his feet planted apart and his hands thrust deep into his pockets. s".Woiild it?" he demanded fiercely. Lnul'a looked up at him with frank eyes. "1 don't know," she replied. "It .would depend on how far It's gone. It might. I should even think it proba- ble. At any rate, 1 should try.',' Turning on his heel, he walked to the mantelpiece and stood with tits bade toward them, When he remained si• lent they ntticle signs to each other and slipped away, CII ,\T"l'ER X1II. dinner Paula wore the black and green dress in which Winship had painted her The detail was lost oil 'frac. ford and (ot,rge, but Mrs Trafford and Laura exehan;ted ('on111reheliding glance, Laura managed to 'alt her Itus hind's ntteut9ott to the fa't. blit 'h' father saw only :`hut the dark set- ting: In'nngl•t tett the rose tufts Of the Was conkpl'xlOb and Increased the blueness of her eyes. She had even bung round her neck the string of pearls which in the portrait she was drawing from the small gold cosier at tier side. The meal passed in some constraint. Trafford ate with his eyes on his plate a' crumbled his bread with a nervous aovement of his fingers. Mrs. Traf- ford was too ill to eat at all. She had only appeared. at table in the hope. as she said, of "carrying things off'." The three others made feeble efforts to talk, Paula avoiding her father's: eyes. When hermother rose she escaped again to ,. room. tcwm. "Don't Walt for me if you want to join the ladies;" Trafford said to his nephew when they had smoked awhile In silence, George understood the hint and withdrew to the small salon the fami• Ly were in the habit of using when, they spent the evening alone. His auut and Laura were already tbere, sitting as If in expectation. Left to himself, Trafford sat staring vacantly at the flowers and crystal on the, table: Ills cigar went out as She sat dfreetly facing hut, his arm fell limply over the back of. his chair, He was 'not thinking ac- tively nor trying to.make plans. "My little.girl," he muttered to him- self. "I struck her down. It's come to that!" Again be stared as if without sight and Without thought It *as late in the evening, when he rose and passed into the salon, where the two ladies and George were sitting iusileuce• IIe went straight to the bell and rang -it. "Ask Miss Paula to come here," he • said to the servant, who appeared. ' He took a peat and waited. In a few minutes she •came, • She stood on the. threshold witheut•advancing into tbe room. He had again the impression that her color was very radia, t and her eyes strangely blue. HIe had an- other impression; impossible to define —the feeling that his little girl was no longer. near him, but gazing at, biro across sonar mysterious flood. IIe 'waited for her to.come into the room.' But as she did not he spoke. "Paula, my child," he began as gen- tly as he could, "since- this .-afternoon l've reflected You can't be' unaware. that what' you told us in the gallery has been a great blow to me, a , great, sboel:." "1 'thought so."• "i don't have to tell you that yotl'•re all I have. Other 'fathers love their daughter's. I know., that,• of course. But 1 dou't think many of them 'do as i love•miue. • Colne into the room, deur. Don'tstand away from me. Come and kiss. ine." . Moving forward •very slowly, she bent and hissed him. He drew her' to" and she sank. on the floor beside his• chair. • "Oh. papa! 00, .papa!" she mur- mured, throwingg her arms abouthis neck. ' "There, there:' he • whispered sooth- ingly. "I'm sure we shall understand each 'other." She rose again and took a seat. She sat directiY g facin hit*. the three oth- ers ranged behind his chair. "I've been trying to comprehend," he began again, "just how it was you felt called upon to take the step you announced to us today. I think ,I see it, I needn't explain, for I'm sure you follow 'me. I don't say that you're wholly right. That's something we should both find difficulty to discuss. But since you feel as you do r'tn ready to go as far ns I can to meet you." . She clasped her hands tightly. In her tap, looking nt him with parted lips and eyes glowing. • "To the young man we saw today," be continued, speaking very deliberate- sy, give "I'm ready to give a large sum of money. It shall be as large as you like. 1 understand there's been some mention trade of a million dollars. • 1 should be willing to make it that" ,.alt. papa. how good you are!" "I should settle it on his sister and him in equal proportions, as 1 believe the mother is dead. It could be called restoration or restitution or anything else they chose. By the press and the .public and the pulpit it would be Call- ed conscience money. I should be look- ed upon as a penitent thief." She started from her chair with a protesting exclamation, but he waved her hack. "Let rhe go on, dear. Let Inc show vou blow much I'm willing to do for vou—i will even say to suffer for you. You've known something In a vague way of the fight I've had to make. but you've seen only the favorable side ot it. You've known me as victorious, but you've never known how often I've been wounded, Nobody has. Pee kept that as much as possible to my- self, I'm looked upon as a man too hard to be hurt by the cannonade of popular hatred and abuse, but it isn't so. I've borne It in silence, and I've lived through it. To a certain extent I've lived It down, The men who Couldn't beat me don't hate me less, but I've got beyond reach Of their powder; that's a11. Now, in what I'm ready to do at your request I should be putting myself again within their ranee. i should ba donee more than that -1 should be offering myself as a target. 1 shouldn't he spared their shots, nor you nor any of us. 1 told yott once that i want my little girl to be protected from that, but of course we should have to let such considera- tions go." "But, dear papa, why should any one ever i now?" Ile smiled faintly, with a shrug of the shoulders. "You must go to the press to find that out. dear. I'm pot le their confi- dence half as much as they're in mine, and 1 know something of their secrets Withinten daysef the transfer- ence etra s ence of property of which we've been speaking the news will be in every paper In the United States. 1 know, too, just bow it will be Interpreted. I can't express it better than 1 have done—that I shall be ledked upon as a penitent thief. I shall be abused for the theft and ridiculed for the pent- tence. I shall be considered as a man whose mind has become enfeebled in his declining years, It will be the end of my career, but" -- "Then, papa, darling, I don't want you to do it. I didn't see it in that light" "No, dear. of course not. How should you? But I want to do it. I've consid- ered it well, and I'd rather do it, for when I've made this sacrifice for you you wont , be unwilling to make ono for me, will `you, darling?" "What sacrifice?" she faltered. "You'd give this man up." "Oh, but I love him:" There was no mistaking the accent of the cry. It came from. her because she could not help it. It fell on the stillness with the strangeness of a sacred avowal flung out on the com- mon air. It was followed by a hush. A long minute passed before Trafford spoke again. "But you don't love him better than Me?" he asked softly, leaning forward. with his strong eyes bent'upon her. "Not better, papa -differently." she inanaged to stammer, her cheeks flam- ing now as if with sudden shame. "You wouldn't give me up for him?" "I couldn't give you up at all." "But if the choice lay between film and me?" She sat , with eyes downcast and made no answer. "What then?" Trafford: persisted sorely. ' Again . she made. no answer. Laura leaned forward and whispered in his ear. "Dear 'Uncle Trafford, do you think it wise to ask her these questions now?" He waved her back and kept on, "1f the choice lay between him and, ate. Paula, dear. what then? After the way • we've loved ;vou, after all .,we've clone. for you, after the happy years together, would yon ' go away with this stranger. uty enemy. and leave your mother and ate alone?" ' "Ile isn't your enemy, papa," she declared, seizing the , one point on which she was able to relily. "1 must judge of ih:lt. P,ut would you go with him—that's what I'm ask- ing? Your mother is 111. and l'nt 'grow- ing old. You're all we have, all God has left with: us. Would you desert us for a man you didn't even knew a year ago?" She raised her burning face to him again. "Oh, papa, how can .,I answer you? How can you bear to torture me like this? Surely'you know khat love is- not such, love as yours and thine, but the love of man and woman.. it ;vou don't know it the others must. Mam- ma, I appeal to yon. Laura, I appeal to ;you. You . know : w•11at a woman's heart is- when it's given to the one man to whom it can 'ever go out. You know that I :can't say anything. You know that I can't answer him. Help ane. Protect me. You're women like ,myself. Mamma! Mamma!" • - She ended with a little cry. "Yes, dear, I'm 'here." - . Mrs. Trafford. bustled forward with. a sob. Paula sprang to meet her, and mother - and daughter' were clasped in each other's arms. "That spoils it," Trafford comment- ed, turning wearily to Laura. "There's no dealing with argument like that." 'A half hour later as he was lighting a cigar in his office/qrs. Trafford stole in. She was pale and trembling. • "I've got her to bed," she: said. with some hesitation. "She'll be quieter now. She's.' been 'terribly unnerved, poor lamb," - He stood with his- oot on the fend- er d er and • neither answered nor turned round. ( "It's my fault, Paul,' she. began *seamy. "So we understood," be Bung over his shoulder. "Why return to the. point again?" "Because I want you to forgiver nut- Paul," erPaul," "What's forgiveness got to do with? it? 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