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THE HOUSE OF
DREAMS-COME-TRUE

— BY
MARGARET PEDLEB

Author Of
“The Splendid Folly.” “The Hermit
Of Far End.”
Hodder & Stoughton, Ltd.. London

CHAPTER XXXIII.—Continued.

She found Blaise’s cool, measured,
elderly-brotherly kindness unendur-
able, and she exhausted herself beat-
ing continually against the rock of his
deter tion, without pr ing any

effect other than to make his manner’ a bad job. You don’t help me much }-woman's”

even more austere, less friendly than
_ it had been before.

‘ me,” she told him at last, on an oc-
casion when she had been vainly en-
deavouring, by every feminine bland-
ishment and wile of which she was
mistress, to evoke from him some
sign of an awakening ‘“tendresse.”

; “IT know!”

| She nodded her dark head signifi-
cantly, while pin-points of jealous
angep flickered in her long, narrow

| eyes, black as midnight.

| “Then, if you know,” replied Tor-

‘marin patiently, “it is surely most

i foolish of you to keep asking why I
do not. Why can’t you content your-
self with things as they are, Nesta?
We can only try to make the best of

in the matter.”

| “T don’t want to help you,” she re-

~| she compelled Jean to pay for the s:-

Then when she recognized her total torted viciously. “I want you to love
inability to move him to any sort of me. And you won't because of that
responsive emotion, and that her ashed-out-looking, carroty-haired
Dbeauty—which was undeniable—made woman who is living with Lady Lati-

mo more impression upon him than if mer. And she’s in love with you, too! |

he had been blind, she resorted to the |. . - - No! I won't be quiet! Oh!”—
old, pafnfully familiar weapons of her voice rising hysterically—‘“You
tears and fits of temper, in the course i think I don’t notice things, but I do.
of which she would upbraid him bit-) I do, I tell you!”
terly, pouring forth streams of re- She sprang from the couch, where
proaches which more often than not she had been lolling indolently amid
culminated in an attack of hysterics. a heap of cushions, and crossed the
‘ All of which Blaise bore with a room to his side.
curious, stoical self-control. It seem- | “Do you hear me?” she cried vio-
ed as though the Tormarin temper lently, shaking him by the arm. “You
had been exorcised, as if that fierce think I’m a blind fool! But I’m not!
storm of Anger provoked by Madame I'm not! I've seen that Peterson wo-
de Varigny’s taunts, and which had so man look at you like a cat looking
nearly resulted in a tragedy, had through the larder window——” ‘
shocked Blaise into realization of the ’ Suddenly she felt Blaise’s hand
terrible latent possibilities of the fam- clapped against her lips, stemming
ily failing and the absolute necessity the torrent of vulgar recrimination
for an iron self-government. | and abuse that poured from them.
For weeks he supported Nesta’s He held it there quite gently, so as
; petty gibes and ebullitions of temper not to hurt her, but immovably, and
with illimitable patience, and it was) she had perforce to hear what he
only when, trading on his unaccus- | wished to say in rebellious silence.

) give up something for us. You will)
| give up the infinite pleasure you ap-|
| pear to derive from vilifying and be-
|littling a woman who is as much
| above you as the heavens are above
|} the earth, whose conception of love
is_as fine and pure as yours is mean
arid commonplace and jealous. You
will never again speak of Miss Peter-
son with anything but respect, nor
will you ever again refer to the love
which you now know for a fact exists
between us. Your lips soil such love
as ours. If you do, if you disobey my
commands in either of these respects,
}you go out of my house that same
day. And you don’t return.”

He released her and had the satis-
faction, for once, of perceiving that
she believed he meant what he said.
Presumably she came to the conclu-
sion that, in the circumstances, dis-
cretion was the better part of valour,,
for she made no attempt to challenge
his determination in the matter.

At the same time, unknown to him,

|

lence enforced upon her at home.
With a species of venom, absurdly
childish in its manifestation, she és-
sayed to excite Jean’s envy by con-
stantly enlarging to her upon the sub-
ject of Blaise’s perfections as a hus-
band, drawing entirely imaginary de-
scriptions of the attention he paid her
and of his constant solicitude for her
welfare, and vaunting her happiness
at being his wife. ¢

“] am-so proud to have won so fine
and splendid a husband,” she would
declare fervently. “Would you not
feel the same, Miss Peterson, if you
were me?”

And Jean would make answer, out-
wardly unmoved: ;

“Indeed I should. You ought to ‘be
a very happy woman, Mrs. Tormarin.”

The quiet composure which Jean in-
variably opposed to these gnat-like
attacks annoyed Nesta intensely. En-
dowed with all the petty jealousy of

situation been reversed, would have
found this pin-prick kind of warfare
insupportable, and it made her furi-
ous that her best thought-out and
most spiteful efforts failed to goad
Jean into any expression of either
anger or distress. The ‘‘cold English-
armour of indifference and
| reserve seamed to be impervious to no
matter what poison-tipped dart she
loosed against her. -
Nesta felt that, as the woman in
| p ie was half the
satisfaction in life by reason of her
inability to triumph openly over the
other woman—the woman without
the gate. Finally, at the end of her
| resources of innuendo and allusion,
she tried the effect of open warfare.
She had driven ovér to Charnwood
to’call and, as Claire was away,
spending the afternoon with friends,
Jean had perforce to entertain her
| undesired visitor alone. It was just as
| she was preparing to take her depar-
ture that Nesta launched her attack.
| “You look so iii, Miss Peterson,”
pha remarked commiseratingly. “So
pale and worn! It does not suit you,
I am sure, for of course you must
| haye been very pretty at one time for
my husband*to have wished to marry
| you.”
Jean stared at her without reply.
|The outrageous speech almost took

dent bravado.

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“Poor Blaise!” pursued Jean, a} When at last she slit the envelope
slight tremor in her voice. “He has’ she found that it was no tradesman’s
the hardest part to bear. She must’! bill, as she had imagined, but a letter
make life hideously difficult for him.” from Glyn Peterson's family solicitor, |

Claire nodded. | announcing, in the stiff phraseology |

“Yes. He is looking fagged and) without which no lawyer seems able
strained. Horrid little beast!" she add-| to express himself, the sudden death }
ed with unusual vehemence. “Why on| of her father.
earth couldn't she have stayed dead?”| Jean sat down abruptly, her legs

Jean laughed joylessly. | seeming all at once to give way under

“Why indeed?—Only she never | her; she could not grasp it—could not)
really died, you see.” | realize that the witty, charming per- }

“Jean'’—Claire’s hand crept further | BONELIEY. ernie. ervey BID Ins Spite) Oh
atone thiegothioda: sim tundyghe eer Peterson's lack of the more conven-|
little fingers sought and clasped tional paternal attributes, had meant}
Jean's own—“if you knew how mis- a great deal to her, had been Swept |
erable I am about you! It makes | /t20ut warning oul-ofsbet lie: fore
me fee i \—dis; i fis :

Nod Ls “Ss eas a canitt Glyn Peterson had, it seemed, died
when you have so much to bear.” very suddenly, in u remote corner of
Africa whither his restless wander-

There were tears in her voice, and ings had led him, and it had been
ceigeacs i ae pene some weeks before the news of his’

“My dear,” she said earnestly, “you | death had reached his lawyer, wh
had your black years if anyone ever | care i — a ow it a
had! If a woman ever deserved her | Jean.
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aie att oa we He ee | cover a few legacies to old and valued
ully. “I,remember the first time I servants, was left to Jean, and with
ever met. Blaise—that day at Monta- | the quaint whimsicality which was
des sie gl said a epee | characteristic of him he had particu-
with her snuffers, came to most Of US jarly mentioned: “Beirnfels, thi
sooner or later and snuffed out our sa ak of eg S? han :
light of happiness. Well’—rather | :

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and she's come to me. That's all.” \

A little wind blew up from the val-
ley, chill and complaining. Autumn
had the world at her mercy now, and
a grey mist was rising from the sod-
den fields, soaked by the continual
rains of the preceding fortnight.

Claire shivered.

“Let’s go in,” she said. “It's grow-
ing too cold to stay out any longer.
Besdes, it’s depressing. Grey skies,
bare branches—Oh! How I detest the
autumn!” They turned and retraced
their steps to the house, As they en-
tered by. way of the front door, they
caught a glimpse of the postman
making his way briskly down the
drive. A solitary letter lay upon the
hall table, addressed to Jean in a
rather flourishy copper-plate style of
writing.

“A pill, I suppose!” she commented
indifferently.

She picked it up carelessly, carry-

her with a sharp thrill of pain, Greet-
ing her, as it did, at the moment
when all her hopes-of happiness were
lying trampled beneath the iron heel
of hostile destiny, it seemed to add a
last touch of irony to the bitterness
of the burden she had to bear.

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In the solitude and silence of her room
Jean laughed out loud at the mockery
of it! But her breath caught in her
throat, sobbingly, and then quite sud-
denly the merciful, healing tears be-
gan to fall, and, laying her head down
on her arms, she cried unrestrainedly.

(To Be Continued.)

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tomed forbearance, she ventured too
far, that she was brought very sud-
denly ta understand that there was
@ limit beyond which she might not

“Listen to me,” he said quietly. “It

| is quite true what you say—that I
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But we have given up our love, |

“There!” Nesta” feigned dismay.
“Now I have offended you! And I so
want us to be good friends. But of

ing it unopened to her room. Nor

did she open it immediately upon ar- He that has so many causes of joy,

and so great, is very much in love
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one side like that of an enquiring rob-
in and her eyes fastened on the
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Jean felt the blood rush into her
cheeks and caught a responsive gleam
of satisfaction in the other's half-
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“T think that is hardly a subject
which can be discussed betwéen us,”

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This open declaration of hostility |
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sensing the pain in her friend's voice,
pressed her arm sympathetically. But
she said nothing. What was theré to
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