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She turned impatiently away when
he would have kissed her.
• “You treat me like a child. No
body would think I am your wife.”
Chittenham frowned.
“Don’t be unreasonable,’ Sadie. I
cannot spend all my time with you.”
Her drawn face flushed,
“You would want to, if you loved
me,” she accused him.
“If you would rather I did not go
—” he began hopelessly; but
broke in offendedly:
“iOh, go! go!
behave like an
think; that I am a
I know they don’t
what they think.”
him move to leave she caught at his
arm with her thin, nervous hands.
“I’m sorry, Giles. I didn’t mean to
I do try to be reasonable but if you
were in my place—”
broke and
effort.
“I’ll do
make you
but in his
for a coward and a traitor to the wo
man he loved. He could* do noth
ing for Sadie if it was only liis love
she wanted; that was already in the
keeping of Julie, who had gone, out
of his life perhaps for ever. He kiss
ed Sadie hurriedly, anxidus to be
gone, but she clung to him.
“Kiss my lips—kiss my lips—”
“Sadie!”* :
He held back from her for a nrom--
ent, then gave way. He kissed' her
lips kindly enough, but with no
warmth, or passion, and she pushed
him from her petulantly.
“Go away. You
^RUBYM,AYRES
BEFORE with those clear, understanding eyes
that seemed to see so much,
“Why has she gone, Mr. Chitten
ham?” she asked at last, painfully.
For a moment he could not answer
then he broke out -passionately:
“It's my fault-
my God!
her-—”
Bim’s
eringly.
“Oh,
Julie!
Why can’t you let us alone if you
only mean to bring unhappiness?”
Chittenham made no reply. He
tyas thinking of the night at the t-op
of the St. Bernard and of the rad
iant happiness in Julie’s eyes wlien
she first came to his arms. Then he
had been offered a joy too great ever
to be recaptured, and, fool-like, he
had let the moments pass without
tasting their full realization. ,And
now, perhaps, he would never sec
her again—perhaps she had already
escaped from him into darkness
and silence which he could neither
penetrate or break.
After his interview with Chitten
ham, Schofield reeled out into the
street from Mrs. Ardron’s house like
a drunken man. For the moment
he was mad with passionate rage
and the bitterness of disillusionment
He had made on idol of Julie, and
cruel hands had dragged it down
from the pedestal whereon he had
set it, and broken it.
He was in no fit state to listen to
reason or to be sanely just. As is
so often the way with single-heart
ed people, the first poisoned arrow
had taken deadly aim.
The depths of his Jove was alslo
tire measurement of his despair and
jealousy—he believed tlie worst of
Julie—he implicity believed the
(twisted story told to him by Lombard
calls on Chittenham and tells him ( of that night she had spent with
that Lombard has told him of the Giles Chittenham on the St. Bernard,
'night that Giles and Julie spent
together at St. Bernard. He believes the worst of Julie. Giles'
throws Schofield out, So that is
what the world believes about the
girl he loves!
NOW GO ON WITH THE STORY
WHAT HAS GONE
sets out to
in-
re-
Giles Chittenham
make Julie Farrow love him,
tending to throw her over in
• vengefor the suicide of’lijs youpg-
■er brother Rodney, whom Julie
had cast off. He succeeds, but
finds that he has fallen desperate
ly in love with her himself, Then
he discovers that jt was not this
Julie Farrow, but her cousin of
the same name, who had driven
his brother to death. But Giles
is married, to an American girl
named Sadie Barrow, with whom
he has not lived with for a long
time. Sadie unexpectedly turns
up in London at a party at Giles’
mother’s house, but both keep sil
ent about their marriage.
Julie, disillusioned, enters in-
‘tp the wild night life of London
’to try to drown her anguish. Law-
Tence Schofield wants to marry
Julie. Lombard, who had first
introduced her to Chittenham, de
mands money from Giles with the
threat that if he. is not paid he
'will tell Schofield that Chitten-
Jiam and Julie spent the night to
gether on the St, Bernard Pass.
’ JLater, Julie confesses to Chitten-
' ham that she loves him.
At a spiritalist seance at' Giles’
mother’s house Sadiie Barrow, his
Wife, suddenly goes blind,. She
tails to him and he responds, re-
* wealing the fact that she is his
wife. Julie, who has .sent Scho
field away because of her love for
Chittenham, goes home in despair,
Chittenham follows her, but she
rsends him away andi decides she
will accept Schofield. She goes
to .Schofield’s hotel. He is out,
but she leaves a note for him.
Schofield’s reply is to return
Julie’s note unopened. Later he
■all my fault. Oh,
What a brute I’ve been to
reddened lips smiled wav-
Suddenly she ’began to sob.
poor little Julie! Poor little
You men are all the same.
I could
too bad
They all say
dngeh They
beast to you,
say so, but I know
Then as she felt
For weeks he had known that her
reckless gaiety was but a blind to
cover a great unhappiness, and now
he felt like a man who for long has
groped in a dark room and had a
blind suddenly jerked up in his face
to admit a dazzling light.
Bitter words which Julie had in
advertently let drop, little incidents,It was long after midnight now
sand there were many motor-cars and which he himself had subconscious
taxicabs speeding along the street's,1 ly observed, seemed suddenly to fit
carrying people homewards from like pieces of a puzzle into one com-
dances and theatres. ' I ptete whole.
,•■ Giles wondered what Julie was do-[ °
her.1’
He would have launched out into
a glowing description of the machine
but Schofield cut him short.
“Who was the woman who drove
a car up there-? I knew one once-—”
He broke off with a sharp mem
ory of the reckless way in which
Julie ijad boasted to him of her
achievement.
“I did it all right—only
not get down—the snow was
—and the wind!” ,
He remembered how she had shiv
ered—“I never heard wind howl like
it did that night—it was if the souls
of all the damned were up there
screaming for mercy.”
•That was so like
been fond of talking
And it msut have
night she had spent
ham.
The other man went on cheerily: *
“I never knew lier name, but she
was a little slip of a thing—fair, I
always like fair women—eh? I re-
meiplber ;• noticing" her because she
was the only woman in the hotel—
a rotten hotel, too—she had a man
with her—a decent sort of a chap.
I remember lie gave me a tip about
a new engine—”
Again Schofield cut in impatient
ly:
“You don’t remember his name?
It’s strange, but two people I know
did that trip, and—”
The other man laughed.
“Yes, oddly enough, I ran across
him only a day or
tenham, his name
you say?”
“Only, that it’s a
I know Chittenham.
how small the world is.
“You know him? Really, I like
the chap. He and I sat up all night
talking motors. It was too darned
cold to sleep. He knew >a lot about
engines—he told me we . . . .”
“You mean that' night at St. Ber
nard?”
“Yes You see, we—”
Schofield got up, suddenly,
face white, his eyes imploring.
“Will you swear that this is
truth?” he asked thickly.
The -other man stared.
“The truth? Why, what on earth
Her voice
she controlled it with an
anything in the world to
happy, Sadie,” Giles said,
heart he despised himself
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Surprising o
Really,
liis
the
don’t* Jove me.
And a storm of tears came, and
bitter sobbing,
Chittenham went out to Bim, who
was waiting for him, his face set and
white, and his eyes miserable.
“I can’t stand this much longer,”
he told her as they drove away. "It’s
an impossible situation. God only
knows what the end will be.” But
the whole world knew the end when,
on Monday morning, after a hopeless
search along a chain of false clues
which led them nowhere, Bim and
Chittenham returned to town.
’There was an urgent telephone
call from Sadie’s nursing home,
Would Mr. Chittenham please come
immediately.
“I’ll go with you,” Bim said at
once, and looking a? Chittenham’s
White face, she hated herself for say
ing:
haps
"I
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j At the end of the road he turned
|^Sng.r Lying awake perhaps, hating, blindly to cross over—he had no set
a.nd despising him-—the thought' was ' idea in his mind—he did not care
like a knife turned in his heart. And; where he went or what became of
lie was tied hand and foot by the
Claims of a helpless woman who
would perhaps walk in darkness for
the rest of her life . . .
Tired as he was, Chittenham
siever closed his eyes all night, but
towards early morning, just as trie shoulder and sent him down on his
}grey daylight was showing between (knees in. the greasy mud.
the curtain he fell into a restless ifloze, to be awakened almost immed-!the driver was beside him, anxious,
iately, it seemed, by the insistent
ringing of the telephone at his el
bow.
“Hullo—yes! hullo!
“Is- that you, Mr.
JBim Lennox speaking-
“Yes—oh, yes, Miss Lennox.”
Giles was fully awake now, .and
yet the power of thought seemed to
Slave deserted him.
.Something had happened to Julie
——.something; terrible — something
tragic and unalterable which would
never permit him to see her again.
Something—
“Hullo.! hullo—” Bim’s voice at
the ’phone .again.
“Julie's gone—” Bim’s voice was
wery clear and quiet, rind yet its un
derlying agitation was unmistakable
“I came back to town early this
morning. I hadn’t heard from her
for some days, and I was worried. I
came up on the early train, and I
■was in. the flat by half-past nine, but
fehe had gone. There was a note
left for me—a note to be posted—
she does not say where she is going
—she just says she is hot coming
back any more.”
For the first time her steady voice
•shook, and broke with a ring of an-
“Oh, Mr. Chittenham, wha^ does
3t mean? What can have happened
to her?”
“I’ll come around at oncO.”
If; seemed to Chittenham that he
bad never taken so long to dress—
liis hands shdok so that he bungled
•everything—each moment seemed an
.-eternity, and yet in less than three
-quarters of an hour he was round at
the flat. Bim “still Wore her hat
and coat, and her calm face and the
strained and
i
him. It was only when a warning
• and the sharp grinding of J*brakes penetrated his misery that he
| realized how nearly he had been run
over. A wing of the big car that
had almost killed him, struck his
When he dragged himself up again I
•who is it?”
Chittenham?
ff
angry and .apologetic.
’ “My God, that was a near shave!
What the devil do you mean by wan
dering about Piccadilly like that—
I hope you’re not hurt—No? .Sure
you’re not? Well, come along with
me and have a drink. I’ve got a flat
not five minutes away.”
And before he could answer or
resist, (Schofield found himself in a
cosy. bacheloMooking room off St.
James’ Street with a servant taking
his coat away to be brushed, and his
host mixing a stiff whisky and soda.
He was dazed and sore, and yet in
a way the shock had brought him
back to his senses.
He realized’ that he had made a
fool of himself, and the realization
was not pleasant. He gulped down
the, whisky and soda, and made no
objection when his glass was refilled.
The driver of the car stood watch
ing with kindly, sympathetic eyes.
He was a big. bulky man with a
bitten face that looked as if It
been exposed to all weathers,
he had a deep,
“Glad you’re
shave, eh ? By
eh?
his
for
red,
had
and
‘‘Perhaps it’s good news. Per-
she is recovering her sight.”
hope so. God knows, I hope
Chittenham answered.
But it was something very differ
ent. Early that morning, just as it
was getting light, they had found
Sadie lying on the pavement below
her window-—quite dead.
“It must have been an accident—’
they told him for his comfort. “She
must have tried to open the window
—the nurse had left her for a few
minutes—and we think she lost her
balance. Last night she was quite
cheerful and hopeful, and looking
forward to seeing you today. We are
sure it must have been an accident.”
Chittenham made no answer, and
presently Bim drew the nurse aside
to whisper: “Would she . . do you
think she would ever have recover
ed her sight?”
Ther was a little silence before
the answer came.
“The doctors were hopeful—but
. . .” the nurse shook her head. “I
don’t think Mrs. Chittenham herself
ever had any real hope.”
Bim walked to the window and
looked out. The sun was shining,
and the air was soft and warm. She
closed her eyes and tried to imagine
what .Sadie had
blind! Never to
or the flowers, or
She turned and
to Chittenham.
well what he was feeling, how his
heart
grief,
knew
great
She slipped a hand into his.
“At any rate, wherever she is, she
can see the sunshine again.”
There had been no definite plan
in Julie’s mind when she ran away
from London.
She had
to go, but
Folkstone
place that
cause she
holiday there.
It was only at' mid-day when she
reached Folkstone that the idea oc
curred to her to cross over to France
It was only a little journey, but
there was something comforting in
the knowledge that she could so
easily put the width of the sea be
tween herself and the things from
which she desired to escape.
•She crossed to Ostend by the mid
day boat and took a room in a cheap
little pension which atjiny rate had
the merit of great cleanliness. And
there Juie stayed for a fortnight,
sleeping and resting, trying to for
got.
suffered. To bo
see the sunlight
a beloved face,
crossed the room
She understood so,
he went
his own
must be torn with remorse and
and yet through it all she
he must 'be conscious of a
and overwhelming relief.
Julie was never a
come back . . .
his own hope was
He was haunted by
lives so
coward.
not very
the dread
read just
jovial voice.
not hurt,” he said
Jove, you gave me a
By Jove, you gave me a
nasty turn, I can tell you. I've driven
thousands -of miles in my time on
motor-bikes and in all sorts of Tin
Lizzies but this is. the first time
I’ve knocked any body down. Rotten
sensation, I assure you! However,
as long as you're not hurt—-have
some more whisky.
He went on talking
the decanter.
“You a motorist?
drive yourself—Well,
anyone drive me-
nervous as a woman. Though talk
ing about women, I met' one once
with some pluck—-Drove a car up
the St. Bernard in a blizzard. Know
the road up the St. Bernard?”
“No.” There was a curiously
sharp note in Schofield’s voice.
It almost seemed as If Fate was
laughing at him qgaln. ’Why should
this man mention the St'. Bernard of
all places.?
With an effort he pulled himself
together.
“No.
land.
“No!
Had I last
Bim was watching him' steadily * too!
steady eyes looked
.afraid.
She attempted
jjUSt handed him the
Julie had 16ft.
“Dear Bim,
“I am going away.
-«t- my life. I have tried. .
I have—and I’ve failed all round, So
I’m just going away, and not coming
back any more. Don’t worry about
mie—I’ll find happiness somehow.
“Julie.”
Giles read the letter, and laid it
fldown, on the table. His face was
-.grey, and though he tried to speak,
be could find no words-. ( I
no greeting—-she
letter which
I’m so sick
—you know
as he fetched
No! Never
I won’t let
-makes me as
I’ve never been to Switzer-
I, know every inch of it.
tour on a motor-bike there•a _
summer. She was some bike,
I had a secial engine fitted to
where she meant
taken a ticket to
it was the first
no idea
she had
because
occurred to her, and be-
liad once spent a happy
had
first
and
she
“Is it true that you and he sat up
all that night? Oh, I know I. must
seem out of my mind to you; but
answer me. If you know what this
means to me—”
But before the answer came lie
knew what it would be; knew that
the lies of Lombad were base and
unfounded; knew just' how cruelly
he had misjudged Julie—knew also that with his own hands, he h§d wil
fully brought liis last hope of happi
ness to the .ground and broken it.*
Bim Lennox and Chittenham
sought everywhere for Julie, without
success. They inquired of every
one whom she had ever known, and
searched every spot in London she
had ever visited.
Chittenham Was torn between
anxiety for Julie and his distress
Sadie.
He had told Bim the whole story.
“I only wish to God I had told you
before,” he said, when he read the
kindly sympathy and understanding
in her eyes. *
“When we find Julie—” He broke
off as Bim ■ turned away. “You
don’t believe wri shall ever find her,”
he accused her angrily. “You’re
afraid to admit it, but' you believe
she is dead.”
Bim made no answer, and
on passionately, driven by
dread and pain.
“People don’t take their
easily.
She’ll
But
real,
that some day he would
such another headline in the papers
as that' which had announced her
cousin’s death. He spent his time
between the nursing home where
Sadie was and Bim’s flat.
Doris Gardener’s heart gave a
queer little thrqb of pain whenever
she thought of Giles Chittenham, and
there were times when she hoped
passionately that Sadie would die
tind set him free. But Sadie show
ed no sigils of obliging. <She
changed wonderfully since the’
shock, and had grown quiet
obedient. She did everything
was told With pathetic eagerness,
and she was always gentle and grate
ful to Giles.
“When I get well I’ll start all over
again and show you how nice I can
be,” she told hirii. “You’ve been so
good to me—far better than I ever
deserved. I’ll 'pay you brick some
day, Giles.”
“Get well and strong, and I shall
want nothing else,” he told her.
The reports of the specialists were
encouraging. They had every hope,
they said—-it might be a long time
naturally, but Mrs. Chlttenhaip was
such an excellent patient ...”
Giles wincod and turned away.
One Saturday he and Bim went
down to Gloucester to follow up a
Clue which they hoped -might lead
to news of Jrtlio. Chittenham had
told ‘'-adie- he was going away on' Ross cemetery.
(To be continued)
MTSS EFFIE McKAY
There passed away int-Seaforth re-,
cently Miss Effie McKay In her
81st year, With the exception of
one year Miss McKay lived all her
life on the 9th coth of Tuckersmith
and was the second youngest mem
ber of the family. Services were
conducted by her pastor, Bev. I. B.
Kaine, intormeftt took place in
Brucefield.
the
The annual business meeting of
the Cromarty W.M.S. held at the
home of. Mrs. Jas. Scott on Thurs
day, December the 4th with a good
attendance, the president Mrs. Oliver
presiding. The meeting opened by
singing Psalm selection 37 and pray
er by the president, the devotional
part of the meeting being taken by
Mrs. jM’iller and Mrs. Scott. A sum
mary of the past year’s work was
given by the treasurer; Mrs. I-Iill and
the secretary, Mrs. Trios. Scott both
gave reports showing excellent work
done by the Auxiliary the past year.
The treasurer's Report. showing a
marked increase to the previous
year there being added to the auxil
iary the number of four new mem
bers. On the retiring of the presi
dent Mrs. Oliver, Mrs. Rev. Rogers
was elected as resident, Mrs. Hill
was again elected as treasurer, Mrs.
Thos. Scott as secretary, Mrs. S. A.
Miller as organist. Other officers
were duly elected having retained ,
their positions from last year. Glad'; eringham, Brucefield; Mervyn Cud
tidings secretary, Mrs. Quance; Ex
change secretary, Mrs. Robinson;
press secretary, Mrs. S. A. Miller;
Home Helpers, secretaries, Mrs.
Kefslalie and Mrs. (McLaren; the
president Mrs. Oliver read an inter
esting paper entitled “Making Life
Complete” Mrs. McLaren gave a fine
reading, entitled,. “Man-ion Bruce” who gave up a position to be a teach-I
er among the Indians; Mrs. Oliver
gave a synopsis of the “Study Book”
used last ' year.
King” the study
ing year being
Good Will” the
‘‘•Couriers of the
book for the com-
“ Ambassadors
meeting closed
singing hymn 836 and ‘prayer
Mrs. Scott and Lord’s Prayer
unison.
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this team
Seaforth;
and Mer-
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Huron County was. represented at
the Guelph Winter Fair in both the
Live Stock and Seed Judging Com
petitions. In the Live Stock Com
petition, the Huron team stood sev
enth with twenty-five’ teams com
peting. The members of
were Gordon Reynolds,
Frank Reynolds, .Seaforth
vyn Cudmore, Hensall.
Reynolds made an exceptionally fine
showing, finishing second high man
in the entire competition and-just
one mark below the- highest ’score.
He also was third high man in the
swine judging. The other. two. mem
bers of the team turned in, good
scores and the team as a whole
made'a higher standing than any
previous Huron County ‘ team at
Guelph.
In Seed Judging, Huron stood
thirteenth with twenty two teams
competing. This Was (on'e. placing
higher than last year when Huron
finished in fourteenth place. This
team was composed of, John Foth-
more, Hensall arid Frank Reynolds,
Seaforth.
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