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CHAPTER VII;
'WE= nests Olt vie ROSICiron RARAEss OF
.. mats." •
The season.rolls op with Fashion tied to
its wheels. Society is on its treadmill once
more, bard at work and calling it pleasure.
g
m
To young LadyVavasour, courted and.
admired as she is, the life seems to have
grown ineffably wearisome. AA around her
now is gorgeous, restless, insatiable. She
slags her own part amidst it all, and finds
au endless monotony about it. The glare,
the fever, the unrest, oppressher with a
vague wonder and an inward contempt for
r
those. who live in it and for it alone, and
misname the craving for false excitement -
pleasure.
She has seen very little, of her husband
this season. Re has his own engagements
and occupations -she hers. Lauraine feels
often very lonely and
very sad The
total
want of sympathy between Sir Francis and.
herself becomes more and more apparent,
and she knows very well that among all
her host of fashionable acquaintances there
is not one whom she can really count as a
friend -except, perhaps, Mrs. Bradshaw B.
Woollfle.
Of late a strange fear has come to her --
one she hardly darea breathe to herself. It
is connected with Keith Athelstone,
She has been trying to make herself be-
lieve that that youthful episode is quite for-
gotten; that her marriage has put it out
of his head; that his plainly -shown prefer-
ence for her society i$ only the outcome of
past association. He has said no word to
undeceive her ; but then words are perhaps
the least dangerous of the shafts of war-
fare in Love's armoury. A look, a sigh, :a
brokensenteuoe-these often convey more
than any set forme of speech, and between
Keith and Lauraine is a subtle comprehen-
sion that makes them utterly independent
of words. A look across a crowded room,
a smile at some witticism caught by their
ears when in the midst of some brilliant
circle, a gine() as eome words of a song, or
tender strain et mune, touch some memory
in their hearts, or awake a thrill of pain or
pleasure -these are enough to draw them
together by the imperceptible links
of a common sympathy, But in It all
Lauraine suspeata no danger. It seems to
her that they are so utterly divided, it is
impossible Keith can forget that fact.
Perhaps he does forget it, but not in the
way she imagines,
The Lady Etwynde is holding a recep-
tion. It is not purely sesthetic this time,
and "yearning" is not an item of the pro-
gramme. Literary people, dramatic people,
artistio people, musicalpeople-a strange
and somewhat odd-looking throng -crowd
the "sad green" rooms, which are all
thrown open en suite, and where the
"fierce beauty" of the sunflower may be
seen in all its glory this warm summer
night.
Dissimilar as they seem, yet Leuraiuo
and Lady Etwynde are very good friends.
Lauraine has discovered how much good
sense, cleverness, and cordial feeling live
beneath that mask of eccentricity which
the fair msthete shows to the outer world,
and she finds her entertainments far more
amusing than many of the others she at
tends, which are simply repetitions of each
other.
To -night Lauraine comae alone, Sir Fran-
cis having declined to be present at what
he terms "aneh d -.-d humbug." It is
nearly midnight when she arrives, and the
rooms are crowded. She sees the Lady
Etwynde attired in a fearful and wonderful
gown, wall ak'rts more clinging, and puffs
more eoluminous, and hair more "tousled'
than ever, and in her hand is a fan of pea-
cock's feathers, which she from time to time
waves slowly and gracefully to and fro.
Even all her enemies and detractors can-
not deny that the Lady Etwynde is essen-
tially beautiful and graceful. Her every
movement and attitude are a study; her
soft, clinging draperies float and sway
to her rhythmic motions in a way that is at
once the envy and despair of her imitators
and admirers. To see her walk across a
room is a treat -a poem, as her disciples
say, and countless have been the effusions
inspired by her doing so.
As Leurahnegreets her, Keith Athelstone
approaches. She had not expected to find
him there, and a little flush of pleasure
rises to her face.
The Lady Etwynde looks at them with
grave, soft eyes, and a little puzzled won-
der on her face, She has heard some of the
buzzing from Society's wings, and she is
beginning also to notice that Keith is the
very shadow of the beautiful"Lady Laur-
aine."
" I have a great treat in store for you,"
she says, in her slow, soft voice ;."Signor
Alfieri has promised to sing for`nie to -night;
You know him, do you not?"
"I have heard him at the opera, of
course," says Lauraine. "But never in a
room. How charminti."
"He is the most perfect Faust I have ever
seen on the stage," continues the Lady
Etwynde. "To hear him sing the ' Salve
Dimora' is quite too exquisitely divine.
Yes ; he is going to honour my poor little
entertaiument."
" You are very fortunate," remarks
Keith Athelstone. "I know he refused to
sing at the Duchess of St. Alban rs- "At
Home" the other night, despite all entreat-
ies."• .. -.
" We must not miss a note," says the
hostess tranquilly. "I think I will ask
him to sing now. I have been waiting for
Lauraine. I know how fond she is of
music."
Keith offers his arm, but the "Ladye"
declines it; and makes a sign to an esthetic
poet,: who looks starved .enough to be
"yearning " after the substantiae goods of
life. Then she floats off in her swaying
•sensuous fashion, and Keith and Lauraine
follow in silence. Seldom- has Lauraine
looked so lovely as she does to -night.. Iter
dress is of the palest primrose shade, and
of that exquisitely soft texture of silk call-
ed satin merveilleux, which drapes itself in
graceful, clinging folds.: A bodice and train
of this shows a mass of °reamylace beneath.
Some 'Wire de Dijon roses nestle at her
bosom, and afewmorecarelesslyintermingled
with maidenhair fern, and knotted
by long trailsof primrose -coloured ribbon,.
are held in her hand. Her hair is without
ornament, and the beautiful throat and
neck are unmarred by any jewels, and gleam
white as marble from out of the shrouding
laces of the square -cut bodice.
Keith Athelatone's heart "gives one great
painful throb as he moves on byhersside.
'He thinkshas never
'' seen her look so
.ho
exquisite, so dangerously attractive, as to-
night.
cc5zr Francis notcoming?"
-ie says care.
lessly, and from his voice no one would
'suspect the feelings at work ;within his
breast.
"No," says Lauraine, • "He doesn't like
estheticism, you know."
" They are not in such strong force to.
night," says Keith,' glancing round : to
see tse whom Lauraine has just bowed.
"° Still; a good many planted about, I think.
It's themen get over me. Did you ever see
such guys?"
"Can't Lady Etwynde convert; you?"
asks LauraineSmilinga little.
"To makee myself up in that fashion -
no, thank you. Besides, Nature hasn't
given me the class of features necessary,
and I don't suppose even a prolonged course
of Starvation would reduce me to such
skinniness in the matter of legs and arms
as those • yearners' can boast of."
"No ; it would take a good time to melte
you thin, I imagine," Lauraine answers,
withan involuntary
glance atthe splendid
id
proportions of her old playmate. " 5o
much the better. All men should be tall
and well -made, I think. Nature should
establish it as a rule."
Aud all women beautiful, of course?"
"
ieaut attraction is not only
a
wom-
an need possess," Lauraine says, thought-
fully. "" I remember hearing someone re-
mark once that) the most beautiful, women
might win the greatest amount of admira-
tion, but not the greatest love."
"There is a elass of beauty that can com-
mand both, Of course, there are women
who are eaten up with the vanity and antis•
#action of their own oharms, To my think-
ing, no amount of personal loveliness could
compensate for bad temper, ignorance, or
self-conceit."
"I think so too," Lauraine answers meet -
Mg a sudden glance of the blue eyes, and
colouring faintly beneath the warm admira-
1
tion they speak. "But as a rule, men go
mad after a beautiful face, and dont trouble
1 themselves about anything else beneath
it"
"I should never do that," Keith reinarks
quietly. "I like a woman for wnat is
her -not foi"ahe fact of straight features,
and fair complexion, and good eyes."
" You are hard to please," Lauraine re-
marks, glancing down at her flowers.
He makes her no answer whatever.
There is a sudden hush now in the crowd-
ed rooms -a silence of expectation. Keith
Ands a seat for Lauraine on a low ottoman
1 near one of the windows, and stands there
beside. her, The moon is shining clear and
brilliant in the sky above, and streams over
the quaint flowor•beds and trees in the
garden. The sweet sultry summer night is
full of beauty and fragrance -it acts like a
spell on the warm, imaginative tempera-
ment and ardent fancy of the young man.
Across the silence a chord of music
breaks, With his eyes still fixed on the
garden and the sky, Keith Athelstone waits
and listens.
The voice of the great singer thrills across
the rooms in that most exquisite (',.strains
which, Faust utters to his love, / siraine s
heart grows chill for a moment, len leaps
up and beats with a sudden vivid' emotion.
that fills her veins like fire, and holds her
spellbound to the end.
In that moment it seems to her as if some
revelation hadoome of alt she has missed in
life. The passionate music finda its way to
her very soul, and holds in suspeuse life,
thought, memory.
There is a lull` -a pause, and then a tor-
rent of acclamation fills the air. The charm
t is snapped.
The hands that hold the roses tremble
visibly. She sits there and is silent, and
does not look up at the face above her for
answering sympathy, because of the atrango
dread and ecstasy he may read upon her
awn,
Ho has read it, despite the downcast eyes.
t Ho has read it, and his own heart grown
rapturous with a sudden delight, and cold
with as sudden a dread.
Fresh applause -fresh entreaties. A
moment's silence, and then the great singer
er
seats himself at the piano, and pours out
again in the matchless melody of This voice
these words;
The old, old pain of earth
On land or sea,
A.nd all that makes life worth
For you or ole,
What is it, darling, say,
While stare shine on above,
What makes us glad or gay 1
'Tis love -'tis love!
Tho world's old weariness,
What can it be.
And all lito's sad mistakes
That cad lives see.
What makes them, darling, say.
While here we hold our bliss;
What makes us glad to-dayl
A word -a kiss.
The strange winds high above
Tho bonding trees.
And strange and sad days, love,
May follow these.
What care we, darling, now,
Sincelove, is ours,
For winter blasts that rob
The summer flow us?
So that our he'trc: ae one,
3o that our lt.vc be true.
Tho world may laugh or frown
For mo and you.
Men may be wino or fools,
Stare may die out above;
Wo ask of life no gift,
But love -but love!
He has set the words to music of his own.
Music sad. and gay and triumphant all in
one. Music that finds its way from ear to
heart, and fairly carries away the listeners.
As he ceases -as the rapturous exclamations
of the crowd sound stormily after the long
silence-Lauraine looks up and meets Keith
Athelstone's eyes.
Only a look 1
'But looks have broken the fetters of a
Lifetime's silence before now, and in that
moment the secret of two heart" is revealed.
as clearly and distinctly as if a trumpet -blast
had shouted it to their ears.
Their eyes droop. Neither speaks. A
moment or two pass en. Then comes a
hoarse whisper to Lauraine's ear.
"Come away from this crowd ; it is sti-
fling, and that man has spoilt all other sing-
ing for to -night."
Without a word she rises and takes his
arm. She feels like one in a dream. Senses,
feelings -all are lulled to a strange
mysterious repose, and now and then her
heart thrills with a dreamy rapturous
ecstasy.
The memory of that pet feet melodyis
about her still, and follows her out into the
shadows of the night, and the dim walks
'of the quaint old • garden; She, feels '`dis-
:
turbed, perplexed, bat alinotthappy.' She
has not noticed where he is taking her;
only the breath of the cool night air is on
her brow, and her eyes dark and passionate
as his own, gaze up at the tranquil lustre
of the stars.
Under the trees they stand,and face one
another at last.
He seeel.. only a slender white figure, with
the moonshedding its silver rays around
it, and two quivering lips that, part as if to
speak. With a sudden ungovernableim•
pules he draws her to his breast, and on the
trembling month spends the pent -passion of.
hie heart in one long kiss.
CHAPTER; VIII.
'" 0. SAD -KISSED MOUTII : TIOW SORROWFUL
I9 15."
For a moment --one mad mo(lient-Laur
sine forgets all else save that she loves.
Theo she snatches herself away froln those
fieree.olasping armsand starts balk cover-
ing her crimson' cheeks with her hands,
while at her feet the cluster'of"rosea falls,
and lies unheeded.
ty'Oh, Keith 1" she sobs, terrified and dis-
mayed,
He recoils as if a blow had. struck him,
His eyes- bad blue eyes, indeed, clow -burn
with eager light. A thousand mad, wild
words ru h tohis lips,buthe does not
speak them. He is striving for an instant's
self -command,
" Forgive me," he says suddenly, c' I-1
forgot. You used to let me kiss you in the
old days, you know."
" The old days," she says, and her hands
drop, and white and sad she stands before
him, looking back at his face with Agonised
eyes. " I thought you had forgotten them
long ago 1"
Since your wedding -day, you mean 1"
he says,-
bitterly. to y. No, Lauraine-I do
not forget easily,
and you are riot the sort
of woman a man can forget. Heaven
knows, I tried hard enough. I did •every-
thing in my powerlo drive you out of my
head those twelve months after your mar-
riage. A nice black year that is to look
back upon, Lauraine; and you gave it to
me."
"Oh hush 1" she says, entreatingly; "you
have no right to epoak like this now, and I
have no right to listen,"
"No right, ' he says, and. all the rich, full
music of his voice has grown hoarse and
harsh with strong emotion. "1 hove a right
-every right. The right of loving you with
the truest, fondest love man ever, gave to
woman, I'never meant to meet you again
-I never sought you • butat threw . h
r oz
in my way 1n Rme, and after all those
weary menthe I --I could not help being gla
of it, You -of course it was nothing to you:
it never will be -you are so cold ; you never
oared for me as T for you, and now -oh,
God -if you only knew hew I love you 1"
Lauraine shivers from head to foot. It is
not his words, his reproaches, that fill her
with so strange a dread -it is herself. She
knows that she loves him as intensely and
as uselessly as he loves her, and that before
their two lives now stretchesabroad black
gulf that they cannot oross or evade.
She is quite apeeehless. The awful ordeal
of that wedding day comes back before her
eyes, fresh and vivid as if it had been but
yesterday. She knows she has committed
& fatal error, but it is too late now to rectify
it. Presently Keith speaks again.
" I think you have spoilt my whole life,"
he says. " Thought drives me mad, or to
distractions that are ruinous to body and
soul. I feel as if I cannot bear to live as I
do. Why," he continues, passionately, " do
you know, Inever stand alone on a moon-
light night, or look at any beauty in nature
or in art, ersee the stare shining, in the sum-
mer shy, but I long and long till longing
drives me desperate for just your presence
beside mo, your voice on my ear.
I never hear a strain of music that
touches my soul but I long to
turn to you for answering sympathy. I am
young and rioh, and have life and the world
before me, and yet there is no single thing
I can enjoy with any real heart -whole en-
joyment now. There is always the one want,
that drives me desperate -the one craving
for you 1"
Lauraine listens to the torrent of his
words, sari all. her soul seems rent and
shaken. " In the olcl days, the old boy and
girl days together, she bad never loved
Keith Athelstone as size loves him now,and
that thought terrifies her with a sense of
her own wickedness and an awful dread of
the ordeal before her.
" I am sorry -so sorry," she says, tremu-
lously. " I did hope you had got over it -
had forgotten—"
" Forgotten 1"interrupts Keith, bitterly.
"No; I leave that for woman."
"Do you think I forgot?" she eries,flash.
ing round upon him with sudden, tempes-
tuous anger. "I did not. My marriage
was in a way forced upon me by my moth-
er Yon knew it, then. Why do you say
'such things to me now ? Am I not wretch-
sd enough ?"
Her voice breaks into a faint sob, and all
his heart melts at at sign of grief from hor.
"
Are you wretched ?" he says, softly.
"Oh,my poor darling, not half so wretched
as I. When you gave yourself away from
me you little knew what you did. I think
I have never known one happy moment
sines --nor ever shall again-"
• Why do you tell me this ? Is it any
use?" falters Lauraine.
"I don't know," he says, very wearily.
"I though perhaps you might pity me -be a
little sorry for your work."
"Oh, don't talk like that," she entreats,
lit -ting two soft tear -wet eyes to the young,
haggard, reproachful face before her.
"Pity yon -do you think I am a stone ;.
that I have no feeling ?"
"Then you etre sorry -a little sorry," he
says, coming nearer. "" Well, that is some
consolation. But I can't live on that. I. want
something more. I don't care how badly you
think of me, Lauraine. After to -night I
suppose I have just done for lnyself, but I
will hear you say what your eyes told me a
little while ago -say you love me."
His arms are wrapped around the slender,
trembling figure -=he holds her closely to
his breast and looks down, down, into her
eyes with all the fire and passion of his im-
pulsive nature burning in his own. As she
meets that look the blood flies like flame
through her veins. She. feels escape is iin-
possible.
'"Don't ask me," she whispers, faintly.
His look never changes. "Answer me,"
he says.
Her eyes sink before that gaze, and all
the lustre of the summer night seems to
sway and reel amidst the leafy shadows.
"Yes -I love you," she says, with sud-
den desperation. "Itis no new thing to
tell you -Heaven forgive me for saying it !
Is my shame complete -is there any other
confession you wish to force- from me?"
His arms release her as suddenly as they
had clasped her.
"No," he says. "Do not speak so bitter-
ly'. I am a brute I know ; but t,was always
a bad fellow, according to your mother.
After, all, it is a poor` satisfaction to know
we are both in the same boat. It makes
my pain no less toknow you"share it. Well,
I'suppose I have about done for myself
now. I may go galloping to the downward
road as fast as I like., I have insulted you,
and I have made an, utter fool of myself.
I'd give a great deal not to have done it,
but it's too late to say that now. Will
you aver forgive me, Lorry ?"
The old pet -name of their childish days
slips out unconsciously. It moves Lauraine
almost to tears. How sad, how changed,
how unutterably dreary is life now !
"I have little to forgive," she sage, un-
steadily. "1 share your fault. Only-
011111Y'
nly
01113'---h"
"Ros1" he says, with sudden fierceness.
"I know what you are going to say. My
folly has shut me out from the only
happiness T. have. How cruel a good wom-
aneats be.
" It is not cruelty -it is safety," mor.
mors Lauraine, with faltering voice."How
can we meet and face ,each, other in the
world knowing what we know? Friendship
between us is impossible -you have made
it so -and, there can; be --nothing more."
"I would rather die then lose you;, says
Keith, passionately: "If you were happy
tt would be different ; but you are not, and
your husband is a blackguard, and half
London knows it --even your precious
mother.. It was bad enough to stand aside
and see you sold to bins, as you were ; but,
was.nothingtowhat 't is ,
it b x
when I know you are not ovan happy,.Oh,
Lauraine, God knows I would have made
you that, if it lay in any mortal's power 1"
The hot colour comes into the beautiful,
pale face on which his eyea are fixed, She
holds out her hands entreatingly. -
" Say no more -it can do no good.
Whatever hisfaults are,I amhis w
vf wife.
Nothing can alter that 1"
"Something can," is trembling on Keith's
lips, but he does not utter it. Lauraine is
not a. lto t' with, andhees
woman be rifled der
not breathe a word that would insult her
dignity. All that is boiling in his heart he
dares not oven think. He knows the purit
of her soul and We, and from that pdestal
he cannot drag her down tolisten to the
baser temptings that he might have whisp.
ered to another woman. •
For a moment they stand silently there.
At last Keith speaks. "I never Meant to
say eueh words to you again. I don't know
what drove me mad tonight. The musk),
and that song, and your look combined.
Oh ! Lauraine, you can't love as I do, or
you would not scruple to take Happiness
while it lay in your power. Life le so short,
exeept for those who are miserable, and in
all our lives we shall only drag on a wreteh-
ed half-and-half existence. I, know you.
are the one woman in the world for me,
and I have lost you."
" You may forget -.in -time," falters
Laurel's(, her lips growing white at the
pain of that thought, her whole soul wrung
with the unutterable anguish of this coming
parting. "You are very young, Keith,
and hove the world before you."
"The world is not you," he answers,
looking down from his tall height an the
pale, sad face he loves so madly, " Ie is
all nothingness and emptiness to me now.
But you won't be too cruel to me, Lorry-
you
orry-you wont visit the 8155 of this evening too
hardly on my head. Don't tell me we are
never to meet or see eaoh other. I can't
live without a sight of you sometimes, and
if you will only say you forgive me I prom-
ise not to offend in the same way again. I;
have keetsilenccalt these znontlhs-Ioando
it again, and—
" Oh, Keith, don't tempt me like this,"
she entreats, sorrowfully " You know -
you must know -that if we love eaoh ether',
we cannot be , only' friends. It is not safe'.
for either of us."
" I shall not run away from you as if I
were afraid," he says, doggedly, " I do
not care to live a day if 1 don't see you.
Can't you trust nie ? can't you believe my
word ? To -night shall be buried and forgot-
ten unless -well, unless some happier fate
awaits us in the future. We can be as we
were, surely. There is no harm in that ?'
No harm in that ?
Lauraine oboes the words in hor hoark
No harm -and with the memory of this
scene in both their hearts, the thought of
that passionate embrace, thrilling every
pulse, the rapture of one mad moment ever
at hand to repeat its tempting. No harm
in it i -
A spasm of pain crosses her face.
" Your own sense, your own feelings,
ought to tell you that suets a course i8 full
of harm," she says, faintly. "But, of
course, I have no power to banish you.
You accuse me of blighting your life, and I
deserve the reproach. 1 should have been
drtner-truer ; but I did not think your
love was so faithful, and in one weak mo-
ment I yielded to my mother's persuasions.
The harm is done past all undoing, and -
and now you wish to increase my unhap-
piness."
" I wish to bo tear you -to see you some-
times ; that is all. Is it a great deal to
ask, considering what I have suffered at
your hands ?"
Lauraine knows it is only paltering with
temptation -only heaping up fresh misery
for herself and him in time to come, but
eta' she hesitates; she is only a woman,
and she loves.
"Alas ! that instant's hesitation undoes
all the better resolves she has been striving
to make. A window is thrown open -
voices sound -there comes an echo of foot-
steps -they are alone no longer.
Keith bends over her impulsively. " Say
one word, Lauraine-only one. Say
'stay' 1"
She draws her breath abort and quick -
his hand i3 on her own -she feels its strong,
warm pressure, and all her good resolutions
fly away, Nothing seems in her heart but
one aching, passionate longing for his
presence ---his voice. Her face pates to the
whiteness of death, but to his ear steals
the word he has asked for -a whisper that
seals their fate to -night -a whisper for
which the future holds its own Nemesis of
dread and of despair.
" Stay !" she says, and they pass out of
the silver radiance of the night as they en-
tered it -together.
(TO EE CONT1\UED,)
Peary's Uo ifeisios-
Lieut. Peary's arrangements for his pros
pective visit to the Arctic regions are being
rapidly completed, his expectation being to
set sail for Whale Sound on the 30th of
June. In an interview which he makes
-public this morning that explorer himself
gives expression to some opinions which
eempletely bear out what the " unscienti-
fic" element,as he would probably call it, has
repeatedly said of the 'futility of such ex-
plorations. After asserting that he intends
to solve the problem of whether there is
land, solid or only floating ice between In-
dependence ,Bay and the north pole, a prob-
lem, by the way for the solution of which
humanity is neither suffering nor losing
sleep, he adds : " There is nothing in the
voyage for me except glory if I succeed,
and pity if I fail." This maybe considered
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on the voyage could be used with better
results in the • extinction of vice or the
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