' man, despite hipgooddookisad charm.

.-ne--.- l . Martial!

(Continued gum .....'l. l

"New. ass has. don't have avvnoh.

(‘hurlestiautiosel hr. "Grail; woo l

vnlllt.‘ if you-dot‘ Ins invitau few in- ‘

tt-resting people; people who Know sviucﬂiliif. hofjilot '02. sirnperlng so- t-it-ty imb es. Dc sure to ask Doria. She's clever and makes any party go."

"Iioris wouldn't come-she tieluﬂts. nritlfif." Mariana tlemurred. "lit-sides.- tut-‘s a "bit out of patience with nae just now. l refused to help hcr with Lt-r charity affair."

"Too bud!" Charles delved into ihe ut-ssclrode pudding with bland disre- gurd fur dietetic-s, and, in thus ﬂlfilplL. ntctiting- the chef on his atciimplitm- nzcnt. forgot about Doris and the cuih. n-mpluted party. ‘ '

llut when Mariana left him nimts' directly after giving him his coffee and went up to ‘her own sitting room. tn- surmised that she was probably tuulting up a guest ‘list for the forth- ctrnllllg entertainment.

llutl he seen her. he would have been distinctly pussled. ,' 1». ‘

Like another Julietyllariahs tuned vii the rail of the balcony outside her alilllig room windows. She stared across the moonlit . The scent of twirl)" roses. of honeysuckle and mag- uollu floated up to her. challenging lit-r with the immemorial gauntlet or yuiiih and beauty. and love.

She was suddenly afraid.

To dream of romance irons lhiitg. To have it come riding into osa's ltfc.

cuibotlied in a fiesh-aud-hlood reality. “ﬂy ‘Mam

to find lt personiﬁed by a allrn, tlnrlr

.- .5.

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PAGE THREE

Doris ant-rt suspect hud it and had searched ﬁuitlessly

young man with incredlbl good l h uud u golden voice. is qialfe opens: sill-u; §§§f,',f“'f,,",',ﬂﬁ ‘an?’ Tt'tvl”;'l°rl'

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:| dutiful wife and the dark young p“ luv-n“ .d,.ern.|u' o! m. m"

luau is not ons's husband. c T!!! BCTIILEBS LOVEII-OIIBTATI

it was an exquisite Sunday in hiay. The sky wasacloudless. almost sapph- ire blue. Boft breeses filled with the scent of spring and f ‘ blossoms‘ ﬂuttered the curtains at the windows of Craig Goliath's hotel apartment.

uni.

hall. it fur shoulders and the pinned to the front of her fluffy blouse; Doris with her fair hair waving dis- tractiugly about her pretty face, eyes and lips alluring in their sweet so“.

ilirds darted about in th's sunlight of °"'"‘°"-

the little parkway apposite and a- foul- tuin splashed merrily.

All the ouwdlfvlillld beckoned Cui- iﬂm l “ijﬂff-Qlllh. It was his one day sf =_ ths whole’ ovsr-. crawdﬂ ' ‘ ~

iy aad.>it‘~wt'ivi'_i_ ‘ love for llldiflrhk" able. .

Doris was never more cool, more in-

. WWW"!- e can be miser-

hlfs. Amtil

rilissdposssssion duh-rate. it. “A: or‘: o'clock he had luncheon serv- Mtsf yo! the rin “ ' '°°“"-

“'9”!- nﬂt 5?“: over his cores. he considered the after-

- noouithat stretched endlessly before almpst certain risk of Min: turned dew . he decided to Darla ‘at her apartment. Theyearniug to see her, to hear her voice, could no longer he controlled.

Ilih. At tlsd

different more remote than she had beerth lltwhwtidhill'ils'ﬂtirts"7to

see her‘ alone had been fruitless. Shel-w“ ‘l’ m“ h" "3"" i“ seemed ‘to “hsve endless engagemnts. “l” 7'3"“ “Emit”-

to he constantly surrounded by tire- some people demanding her time and

iy for somesign from her. something to show that shs realised-he was on earth ‘and sagsr to‘ seehsr. But~all she gavohimtsvaa an" ocesslo _ljchst-m- ins. dotachvdwmiis

- ‘ o- ~ ' '. ,- "h. “a audiences when he whenli-‘w. huh-h“. I w‘ 9'1"" cruel, all-conquering lovers.

tsa with hlm.

Bis unit-s 10,5016! was, real, not based rou pique sriilngqfrpm ‘a hurt pride. ‘Iot-‘Culiam was “not s mu

scarf

Cuilum wanted it because it was so essentially Doris-Doris in the trim- mcst of tailor-modes and smart little around her slim inevitable violets

lie had tnlren it from her desk with. out s quaim while she was talking to Hunter Deering, “lit it in a portfolio of his moat s when noeye might

and he

Lighting a cigarette

call

_ lt would be twsntysfosr host-s before -hs could ‘ss- ths emcee

"iraculously she was in. her maid

lllftlfmed him.

A few minutes‘ wait annmam can.“ M“ “uud hunnh and then her clear. surprised voice

came to him over the wire. it brought the blood to /bis olive-tinted cheeks, and a faster beating to his heart. He was still very young and very much in ltivc. this artist’ who thrilled feminine played ruthless.

"But l thoughryotfd be golﬁng this

"l don't know.

T ~a I .. , _ he confessed. h. ‘am mp “m” h‘ nggph" "Neither have l, for that matter."

ed him. Jleithe hIdTtLcau ‘ hfhi to rats fwomsn lightly. Hts devotion to his mother. thtouiy real companion of hiajoanger years. ‘had instilled in him s reverence for sil members of her hex.‘ which later experiences had never destroyed.’ in Doris he realised tie One Woman. lf he could have rnar- ried her tomorrow. he would have counted it Paradise.

That her pride rodeher, forced up- un her s role a which she wonidchecr- fully have died rathsr than show him what he meant to her never occurred to him. He believed her to be as ‘cool. .15 f'riesdly.'as~ indifferent as ahesoem- ca. and ths knowledge was very bit- tcr.

The bright spring morning wore on iuivurd midday. with Cuiiam wander- ing restlessly about his apartment. lie run indiiferentiy through ths bulky ﬁunduy papers. wrote a listless letter

or twoipiaysd‘: lirwlbars on ths eon- -

t-t-rt pllflli‘ a‘ thoughtful management hutl installed in his roomsﬂandbs- twcentials starcd at a photograph of Doris. _ ' '

it was a picture be had quite liter-

hssveniy afternoon," Doris was saying, “isn't it a perfect day?"

l haven't been out."

she laughed. "some friends are lunch- ing with me here-and l always rise late on Sunday mornings: the poor. woikih’ goli. you know!"

"Oh!" There was keen disappoint-

tny invitation.

rncut in his exclamation. .“lf you have guests, then you won't even consider l was going to try to

persuade you to motor somewhere into

She seemed to ,c_

then:

the country for dinner."

“Really? flow kind of you!" Her voice‘ was rortliul but quite indiffere alder for a moment,

"l think that's a charming idea." "Will you?" he was boyishly eager.

"Of course.

l should love it.

I'm

fairly yearning to get into the country

on a-day like this. around about three. and irtheee people

Suppose you come

haven't gone by then l'll tell them that we‘rc going somewhere for ten."

When (‘uilam hung up his heart was singing. The lonely day warsutldcu-

Ty‘ woudcrfulWrese-eoicvedi lbs suitl to come at three and his

‘had

dinner

invitation precluded any engagement

for the evenlng.

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Mr. Ritalin-cl,

.. r mt,-

Carp, »Qlaf.,v_ssritesz

"i suﬁerecl from gall stones.

and commenced taking Dr. Chase's Kidney-Liver Pills. l be] safe iasalying that these pills completely o-ercame the " trouble. as it is some years since jlyias sﬂlicted in this way. and i have not suﬂered from gall stones or even backache since. l have also found Dr. Chase's vNsrvs Food excellent-for heart trouble ' and breath.”

shortness of

Nomabosorsspiill-mﬁllbﬁ-My _' ii w

. ~v 11.41"»- esm s"-

.m.-.-. tooit up ths milieu‘. mischiev-

'- marries the Other Fellow, iii fliﬂﬁliillm

we're leaving right awa "

in the dangerous beauty of the springtime.

A DA NGEBOUS BIVAL.

Doris‘ maid conducted Craig (ful- lam. when he presented himself at "l?" Wviovit. directly into the cheer- ful little drawing room.

Several tnen and girls in smart spurts attire were lounging on the chiutz-covered couches and chain. Some one was playing softly on the piano in the corner. (‘ullum recognized selections from his own show. , Doris. in a bewitching. silvery [ting teagown. rose to greet him. smilinglyp Her fresh loveliness. coming to him anew each time he saw her, fairly took his breath sway. In contrast to the other girls to whom _ she' Qresentpsl him. girls made-up after the smart daring fashion of odsrn society. she seemed like one o! t s frashwfmgrant ﬂowers in the porcelain bowl in the centre of the table.

Doris‘ men guests were all of the same type. slim. perfectly turnedoul. with the earmarks of aristocracy add the arrogant cynical manners of ths socially tissdred. They were sllyoiiagid er than (‘rnig Cuiiam. scsreei more thavr-collsgv- DIIYI."‘“UIIC the weary worldliness in their eyespths cyan-st lines about their mouths, the tat-tats

shadows. under ~tls7eir cheek bones, made him. witifhis “hoiesomc. dis- tinguished gootlﬂooks. seem by con- trast much their junior.

, One was older thln toe rest. a dark! full-blooded JWIIII man, with an nlr of prosperous accomplishment: -He was thirDlck Jsrvirwhoss arowerytri» bute~had completed Doris’ costume the first day sheJonched with Craig Cui- lam. Jervis seemed to sense the pre- sence of an interioperon n preserve which he was wtubboraly wlctermined to post as his own. He eyed the young actor with a bit of coudescension Ind became ‘distinctly proprietary toward Doris.

His attentions embarrassed Doris. She resented his efforts to draw her aside from the rest and to murmur conﬁdentially in her ear. He was tak- ing base advantage o! the preoccupa- tion of her other guests. At the ad- vent of (‘rnig Culisin ths girls, for- getting their languid pose as bored

_ members of the yoougerset. became

just girls in the presence of an in- crctlibly attractive man with a halo of the stage about him. They were palp- ubly thrilled. gigglingly interested. vying with eachmt er for his atten- tion. Even the h ys forgot to be tgvnicul iucn tof the world. They were actually interested in the “aetor-chap." tnoreovt-r they wanted to sec what his "line" wns that made all the women "fall for him." it might be worth- while to tultt- n few lessons in love- making from him, since the girls were nil such nuts about his style.

(‘raig Cullapi, in the centre of this fluttering. fluttering group. was acute- ly uwnre that the dark. full-blooded

young man was in lave with Doris.

Ho didn't blame. but he felt an irre- sistible desire to throttle. hiiu. especi- uliy when he witnessed his efforts to establish an uir of extreme intimacy in his conversation with Doris.

ln u sudden lull in the chatter around hitu, he saw Doris rise, and heurd per any: ' "Pit-use don't be tiresome. liiclt!"

laughed lnsily and drawlcd:

"Why don't you get next to your- self’, Dicky? You've been a doortnat (of imris long enough-while l sit u.“ positively signing for youi" Jervis giowereti at her.

"You know. Jervis." one of the young

onsly. "it‘s your-proustant lover WM. nlwny-s loses .oht.' ,.\‘ears"’§f ilﬂlilml" signify only one thiug~thut the iritl

"You're nil ridiculous!" ‘Doris ‘iirokc into the conversation. "Now l'm going to chm-c Vtlii all home. bvﬂllllr 1 M"

an ougugcmbtit Willi hfrQCtllliifu anti

. Y- Fier tart. hcr poise. her char inﬁll!‘ u

assurctl niannsr of han iii! Ii situation, were admirable. _Ciii_iliﬂ

thou flit.

lm-nris with a much good-harbored clutter. an except Jervis. who buns

got thcinaeivss into sportMhaYI ' smi

One of the girls bcsida Cullam ' "

Her guests assented laughingly and"

llours would he his. alone with hszqfrowningly in the background. They

plied Craig Cuilam with invitations which he gravely but courteously de- clined. The young men oven'trletl to date him up for a stag night at the club where a star entertained was al- ways greatly to be desired.

When they had gone, with a flutter of adieux. Jervis still lingered. Doris looked at him with uncertainty.

“I must change my frock. You'll have to excuse. me. Dick."

A resentful flush stained his full cheeks. He picked up his hat stlﬂly, gave her an exaggerated how.

"Thanks for a charming luncheon. i am sorry to leave." His glance to- ward Cullam was signiﬁcant.

lt said plainly as words that he dis- liked to leave her alone with the young actor.

Cullam's eyes ﬂashed angrily.

Doris wns lashed. but she met Jer- vis’ sneering gaze leveily. She allowed an appreciable moment to elapse be- fors she said clearly, coldly:

"Good bye-Dickl"

A SITTING FOB LQVIZIIS.

When the door had closed behind Jervis, Doris turned swiftly to Craig Cullam and laid her hand impaﬁive- ly on his arm.

"Please pardon him l" she looked up at him. “He doesn't mean to-be rude. really."

Cullam looked down into the lovely upturned face and his anger melted away. He laid his lean, hrowu iiug- ers momenlarily over hers and the touch thrilled him.

"l can't blame him for hating to leave you with another man. He's-very much In love with you."

"Nonsense!" Doris withdrew her hand. flushing a trifle. "I've known Dick all my life.‘ l'm Just a habit with him. a sentimental habit, if you like." She sighed. _ ‘

"l dare say l'll marry him in the end, if everybody keeps on elpectillll me to."

Words, eager tempestuous. rushed to

his lips~nnd were checked there. At_

the saute time his heart dcsceudedlikc lead in his breast.

She hadn't said she loved Jervis. But girls. like her didn't marry fur any other reason. All tho sunlight and beauty ivcut out: uf the day for (Juliana.-

llut when she rejoined him in the drawing room twenty minutes inter. iooitiug cool and sweet in a pale green motoring costume with u hat compost-ti entirely of faintly colored violets, uuti when she loukt-d up at him with the engaging candor nf u child uud suiti: "Pm so glad you thought of takingntc

to ride this afternoon," his gloom vuu-‘

ishetl.

The day was beautiful ontl joyous out-o more.

They drove fur out Into ihc t-ouuiri’ nu iiy-ruutls ucgiceiutl by Sunday truf- flc. where shutiyavces met ovcrht-uti ulul hrdgcifwerc sweet with huncy- suckle. Fields of clover anti young wheat stretched nwuy in the horizon iinc on either sltlc of them and mead- ow lurks llilil ltoimllrtits curolictl joy- ousiy as they ilnshed through thc snu-

iighi tirerheptl. Doris lruew of a. quuiut old place beside an abandoned mill where ihey couitlnectuc an ex- cellent country dinner. iinlnuicsteii by noisy Sunday tourists. it stood on the banits of a tiny strcum, culled by courtesy ts river, whose bunks were sheltered by willow uud elders. and were joined at the uurrtltvest point by a quaint arched rustic bridge. She said it looked like u bit of a Jupua- ese lnsttlscape.

Craig Culiuln would have driven through the gates of (iebenna, if Doria had directed. ller companionship. he! neurness were at once hllss and tor- ture. lie was wretched awuy_frum her and. when he was with her, he had to exert every ounce of his self control to keep‘ from telling her that he had dared to love her and tuwant to have her for his wife.

The Sunday afternoon "with her g.- ta-their attitude toward him — the episode of Jervis‘ departure-had showed him anew how far apart their worlds were, how presump as: be would be in asking her to share his Bohemian life. There was the ilnaa-

cial slde of it. too. 0f course heeuru- .

ed money. He would earn muoh more as he regressed in stardom. But it disLno compare with what she huti. She was u wealthy society beauty. He was an acttrr-with a good-looking face and a voice.

He was silent’ as he drove, thinking those thoughts, ever going round and round in a hopeless circle of logic. Doris, noting his unusual quiet. stole an occasional glance at his strong. ﬂue profile. lifthrilled her to look at: him. The brush of his well-cut tweed sleeve against her arrn ‘disturbed her strangely. She had long since ceased to deny to'herself that she loved him- lt hurt her. sometimes almost infuris ated her, to discover that shc loved a man who had never said he cared for her. To Dorie’ complex. it made no difference if he did love her-and she knew quite well thnt he did-the fact that he didn't tell her so made her: own state of heart hurniilati to her.

They had iln excellent tetc-a-tete dinner in the low ceiilngcd. rag-rugged dining room of the rambling old farm- house. beside u tnuaiiti-curtalned case- ment that opened out on an aid-fash- ioned flower garden uud permitted them ihc cool. musical tinltle of the waters of the old mill race.

Toward twilight. u haunting. softly purple. spring twilight, thcy wandered

down to the river intuit and seutctl.’

themselves on u lug uudt-r the motion- less, dropping willows. The hush oi.’ failing tiny huti ilt-nt-clttled upon fl world poiuctl 0n the brink of slumber. iluly the frogs, piping trust-en in lite long water grasses, broke the still- noes.

The wuriti hcltl just those two. un- otlicr puir of lovt-rrt who thrills-ti f0 the wordless sour: which has echoed tiown the ages slut-c the dawn of t-rcu- lion.

llovis snt staring out ilcross the rip- pleicas twiiit wutcr, lil‘l‘ r-hlu strppurt-

ctl in ono slim huntl. (‘ruig Ctiilutu watched hcr pruilic hunt-Will‘-

(To be continued.)

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