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»'"s::"=°“"' his face only leaned nun: om- hers, and he said. almost in I- phiqier: “Look at the fl-N!" She obeyed. She locked us 111$ relaxed, but in reslit every m in hu- bodi‘ was ri Ryan oi re- tment and in on rose in tan attempt to hnpose his . _ n "You feel verv sleepy. don t you? voice, conversational at; first, ually dropped to its h notic one. “You Ieel sleepy, you tee very sleepy, you want to close your

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eyes . tor you to keep them open. . . . His voice went on in a gentle monotone; not quite the usual voice he .used for hyErliosis. it shook a lit- tle. and fell wi the softer murmur oi aifection. In spite o1 herself Ohristabel was soothed; though lhd id not intend to go to sleep for 1m, some nerve in he: quivered. ind the tears came into her eyes under their closed lids. "You're very sleepy . . . . youre going to sleep. . . ." A pause. and then his voice said: “No, ou’re not asleep. but never mind! ou love me . . . You love me. Ohrishtbel, and you‘re going to

marry me.

Christabel opened her e abruptly, and stared up at hi-m. e glow from the fire lighted his (ace a little in the shadow, looking down at her. He smoothed the ha.ir on her forehead with his forefinger. say- ing. still in the same low voice:

"Well? Are you?”

REVENGE AT LAST

A hush in the room; onlg the whisper of the flames in the earth and the murmur oi London outside. For a moment there was a hush in Christa/bells heart too: the calm o! an emotion too deep for tears, too deep even to be unde .

And then, while the room was still so quiet. while Hewitson eat without moving or speaking. gazing pale. entigmatic I ,

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wave in her nsciousness. then another. the pent up emotions oi three years burst in her soul. shaking her with grief. wildly de- manding expression. . . .

Her breast rgxse ggov-ulsively as she

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And then the sharp whim-whit! —whlrr of the telephone tin in the hall smote suddenly on t eir Silence.

"Dash!" said Hewitson.

H; rose from the um or her chair. and stood with his back to the hearth a. little pale ha)! smil- ihg. His man to? d on the door, and entered dirt ently:

“Sir Bernard Trap-per on the ‘phone sir.”

“Very well, Sims. Excuse me, Ohristabell‘

Hewitson walked out. and the man servant (allowed him, closing the door.

The moment she was slone Chris- Inbel sprang up from her chair. She took a short ste towardst he door, then turned a. n. as though good- ed into frantc movement by the wild conflict oi’ her emotions-for fire was a conflict. a! sort oi’ meg

. a s m possibe which checked tggeold hatred and resentment for an instant

But the sense oi’ wrong which she End brooded over for so long durLn

er prison torment surged up an overpowered everyth g else. She was possessed by the emotions she had indulged too bitterly, s. hel IQFS

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lon of the whole world and herself i! need be-only to be revenged.

‘There was Hewitsonh manuscript on the table . the fruit o! a long labour and ambition. 'I‘he1e was the fire. And in her head was still first

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_whlch held it. a-nd applied ler bundle, corner down, to catch the flames. Edges blackened, words curled away, v ed in smoke; flames roared up the chim- ne,glaredinhereyes. . . . one o! the writhing meets Hewitsonis writing seemed to start towards her in the moment o! ex-

tinction.

“Oase No 10. Mrs. D., s char woman, forty-rive sutiering irom a or epilepsy. "

The rest oi the sentence vanished

in tlams.

The sight oi’ that sentence pulled Christabel togeiher, brought her with a. sudden shock to the iull realization o1 what she was doing . .

This stufl she was burning was all concerned with the alleviation or sulterlng, the curing o! sick nds. It has value to other people besides Hewitson. Despair overwhelmed her -her purpose broke.

She snotxhed the papers out o! the fire, beat out the ii edges in the hearth. Two-thirds o them were badly scorched. but still de- ciphermble, only a dozen sheets cow pletely destroyed. Beating out the last flames. she threw down the blackened sheets on to the unburned remainder oi the manuscript where it lay wxenched the floor beside her.

e pain. She accepted her weakness in not being ablentio

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e pgtI-nger breath. to strengthen herse i. Shs heard the click o! the receiver

wn. s. step outside, and came in. "I'VE W-AITED THREE YEARS”

“He seemed determined to talk ior hali an hour. rm speaking to some society oi! his. and he wanted to kn I could suggest as chairman—" '

His voice died suddenly. It might have been the sight Chris’ ls face, or the blue smO e hanging in the air. or the scorched 99-9618 scat- tered WI: her fleet-or all together, perhopo. which arrested him.

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